After his wife left, Mr. Ye, who found the pregnancy test form, cried like crazy

The military doctor first gave Xingyue first aid, then examined Xingyue's body, and finally confirmed: "This is asthma. He must always have medicine with him."

asthma……

When Wen Ni heard these two words, her scalp went numb.

She knew about this disease. This disease can be congenital, hereditary, or acquired. However, this disease requires always having medicine on hand, otherwise, the patient will be dead when it attacks.

Wen Ni didn't dare to think about it. If Xingyue hadn't met her and hadn't been in the military camp today, would he have died without anyone to help or discover him when he fell ill?

However, Xingyue's little hand kept holding her tightly.

She recalled that day when Xingyue had said clearly and laboriously that he did not want to go to the embassy and wanted to stay with her. Perhaps he felt that she was the only person who was good to him.

perhaps……

"Cough cough!"

A violent cough interrupted Wen Ni's thoughts. Wen Ni looked carefully and saw that Xingyue had woken up.

Xingyue's dark eyes stared at her quietly, revealing a bit of sadness.

He shook his head, and Wen Ni understood what he meant. He didn't want to be separated from her, and didn't want to be sent to the embassy. This child needed to be taken care of.

If you are not careful, you will die.

Now that she has promised Bai Mo to go to the Yi tribe first, she must complete this task first, and then bring Xingyue with her and let Ye Wuyou cure him.

Wen Ni took his little hand and gently stroked the back of his hand, "If you want to stay with me, then stay. When you are well again, I will find a family for you."

Xingyue still shook her head.

Wen Ni felt very upset that such a young child had no family.

Wen Ni didn't know that Xingyue just didn't want to be separated from her.

This scene fell clearly into Bai Mo's eyes, and Bai Mo frowned. When Wen Ni walked out of the tent, Bai Mo strode towards her.

"We're leaving here tonight."

"If you are worried about this child, you can take the child away with you." Bai Mo pursed his lips and said two sentences in a row.

Wen Ni didn't expect that Bai Mo would always be by her side.

What's more, Bai Mo could choose to compromise and give in in order to respect her.

Even though the Yi tribe has done a good job in recent years, Wen Ni still can't forget the things they did in the past.

"Why do you have to let me go back at this critical moment?"

Wen Ni pinched her palms, she looked up at Bai Mo, feeling heavy-hearted at the moment.

Bai Mo: "Because it's been so long, I think you've let it go. And we've been working hard all these years. Wen Ni, we can't let Lu Su continue to grow stronger."

The source of Lu Suo's hatred is not power, but also Lu Mansheng's death. They are all in the game, and if they want to break the game, they must break the game first.

Wen Ni remained silent.

Unexpectedly, Bai Mo continued, "This child appeared next to you very suddenly. You have to be careful and don't be soft-hearted."

Immediately, Wen Ni was called by another name: That’s the soft-hearted God.

But being soft-hearted can easily implicate yourself.

Bai Mo just didn't want Wen Ni to get hurt.

Five years had passed, and so many things had happened, how could Wen Ni not be aware of this? This child, Wen Ni was sentient.

During the war, many children were displaced, injured and homeless.

The army pushed the child to her because they saw she was a reporter and knew she was Chinese. Later, they took the child to the embassy, ​​but because of the child's problems, she could only keep the child for a few days.

All these phenomena indicate that this was an accident, not a premeditated plan.

Wen Ni: "I know. Let's set off today."

She didn't have much stuff, and the child only had two sets of clothes, so a small backpack would be enough to store them all. However, Wen Ni made an agreement with Bai Mo first: "I still have some things to do here, so I will go to the Yi tribe with you. You need to be quick over there, and I will stay with you for three days at most."

Three days does not include today's journey...

This time is so short.

But then again, it would be best if Wen Ni agreed to go to the Yi tribe.

……

Xingyue has been following Wen Ni silently without making any noise.

Bai Mo noticed.

Looking from the side, he noticed that the child looked a bit like Wen Ni, but he knew in his heart that Wen Ni and Ye Nanzhou's child had been dead for five years.

Even if he wasn't dead, it's impossible that Wen Ni had been looking for him for five years without any trace.

And there was no news at all about Ye Nanzhou.

The similarity in profile of the children is just a coincidence.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang.

"Oh no, Master Bai Mo, we've been ambushed." This was the voice of Master Clown.

Bai Mo ordered sternly, "Instruct everyone to get in position."

Wen Ni saw a hint of cruelty flash across Bai Mo's eyes.

Bai Mo still had a gun in his hand.

They got out of the car to fight, and Wen Ni and Xingyue stayed in the car. During the battle in this environment, Wen Ni was afraid of scaring Xingyue, so she held him in her arms.

But he didn't move, nothing happened.

There was a deafening sound of gunfire outside.

Wen Ni didn't know if she would be injured here today. But she could only stay in the car and not bring any trouble to Bai Mo.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the gunfire finally stopped.

There was silence all around. Wen Ni was a little worried and could only tell Xingyue, "Stay under the seat. Don't get out of the car. I'll go check it out."

Bai Mo fought with the Clown Master, and she was very worried, afraid that Bai Mo would have an accident. Although she did not recognize Pharaoh, Bai Mo had been good to her before, and had always considered her as an individual for five years.

Even this time, Bai Mo was trying to protect her.

The blood ties in their bodies can never be severed.

But when she got off the car, she saw Bai Mo and Clown standing not far away with their men, and opposite them was a man wearing a silver mask.

The man was about 1.9 meters tall, and his silver mask sparkled brightly under the sunlight.

The man's figure was familiar.

Wen Ni's breathing suddenly tightened. In her mind, the man's figure and Ye Nanzhou's figure overlapped.

She heard someone say respectfully, "Third Master, no one was injured or killed. The president is urging us to go back quickly."

"We can cooperate if there is an opportunity in the future."

The man in the silver mask said this and turned and left.

His voice was hoarse and low, as if his throat was damaged. This was not Ye Nanzhou's voice.

Wen Ni felt a sour feeling in her throat and her eyes were stinging.

Yes.

If it was Ye Nanzhou, and Ye Nanzhou had already offered to help, how could he not walk towards her?

Wen Ni pinched her palms hard to calm herself down.

When Bai Mo turned around and saw her, his expression immediately became serious, "Didn't I tell you to stay in the car? Wen Ni, do you have a gun for self-defense?"

Wen Ni nodded.

But Bai Mo's expression was still serious, "Don't do this again in the future. It's very dangerous here, you know? Now, I won't allow any accidents to happen to you!"