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Mo Shuiyue and Li Chung-Shen made their way through the dense forest, climbing the rugged mountain path.
"This road is really not easy to walk," Li Chung-Shen said, carefully climbing.
Mo Shuiyue smiled and responded, "Yes, but it's all worth it for the patients."
During the journey, the two of them needed to support each other from time to time. Once, Mo Shuiyue accidentally slipped, and Li Chung-Shen quickly reached out to support her.
"Thank you, Master Li," Mo Shuiyue said gratefully.
Li Chung-Shen smiled, "We are partners, helping each other is only natural."
At night, the two rested in a cave. The flickering light of the campfire danced on their faces.
"Doctor Mo, why did you choose to become a doctor?" Li Chung-Shen asked curiously.
Mo Shuiyue gazed at the fire and said, "I want to help those in need and help them regain their health."
Li Chung-Shen looked at her with admiration and said, "You are truly an amazing doctor."
As the journey progressed, a subtle atmosphere began to develop between the two. Once, when Mo Shuiyue accidentally sprained her foot, Li Chung-Shen carefully bandaged it for her.
"Thank you, Master Li," Mo Shuiyue said softly. "You are really thoughtful."
Looking into her eyes, Li Chung-Shen responded softly, "I am happy to do these things for you."
As the battle progressed, Li Chung-Shen and Mo Shuiyue were gradually forced to retreat to the edge of the valley.
The assassin's swordsmanship was fierce, every strike filled with killing intent.
Li Chung-Shen's eyes are sharp, and he strives for precision with every sword swing, while Mo Shuiyue supports from the side, her silver needles drawing streaks of silver light in the air.
"Your Highness, move to the left!" Mo Shuiyue suddenly shouts, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes.
Li Chung-Shen heard her voice and immediately dodged to the left, narrowly avoiding a sword that swept through the spot where he had been standing.
"Thanks!" Li Chung-Shen turned back and smiled at her, gratitude flashing in his eyes.
Mo Shuiyue nodded and focused back on the battle. Her wrist was light and every needle she threw was precise, making it difficult for the assassin to get close.
Suddenly, a moment of carelessness, Li Chung-Shen was forced back by the assassin's sword, with a cliff edge behind him. Seeing this, Mo Shuiyue was startled and hurried forward.
"Doctor Mo!" Li Chung-Shen exclaimed, tightly grabbing Mo Shuiyue's hand.
Mo Shuiyue's face was filled with fear, but she tried to remain calm. "Master Li, be careful!" she shouted, reaching out to grab Li Chung-Shen's hand at the same time.
But it was too late. Li Chung-Shen slipped and both of them fell off the cliff.
Their bodies tumbled in the air, filled with fear. Just as the situation became critical, they landed in the lake below.
Mo Shuiyue and Li Chung-Shen were lucky to fall into the lake, avoiding the fate of a direct impact with the ground. The lake water cushioned their fall, but Mo Shuiyue was lightly injured.
By the lake, Li Chung-Shen quickly helped Mo Shuiyue up. Despite being lightly injured, Mo Shuiyue remained conscious.
"Doctor Mo, are you okay?" Li Chung-Shen asked anxiously, his eyes filled with worry.
Mo Shuiyue nodded gently, "I'm fine, just in some pain. We need to find a place to rest." Her voice was weak, but her eyes revealed a subtle strength that was not easily noticed.
Li Chung-Shen supported her, looked around, and searched for a safe place to rest and treat her injuries. They struggled through the woods, Li Chung-Shen supporting Mo Shuiyue while vigilantly observing their surroundings.
"This should be safe here," Li Chung-Shen found a secluded spot and said softly.
Mo Shuiyue nodded, trying hard to stay awake. Her wound had started to throb faintly. Li Chung-Shen took out some basic medical supplies from his backpack and carefully tended to her wound.
"Will this help a little?" Li Chung-Shen asked with concern, his eyes filled with tenderness.
"Thank you, Your Highness, I feel much better now," Mo Shuiyue said with a slight smile. Despite the pain, her heart was filled with gratitude.
They rested for a while in that secluded place, with Li Chung-Shen remaining vigilant to prevent any further attacks. As night fell, the sounds around them became clearer, and the chirping of insects and birds in the woods seemed to be telling an unknown story.
"We need to keep moving forward and not stay here for too long," Li Chung-Shen said softly, his gaze determined.
"I know, I will keep up," Mo Shuiyue said, struggling to stand up.
Li Chung-Shen He reached out to help her, and the two of them slowly set out on their journey once again.
Li Chung-Shen and Mo Shuiyue narrowly escaped danger, but their situation remains precarious.
The ancient forest they are in is filled with towering old trees and lush greenery. Li Chung-Shen looks around warily, feeling on edge.
The assassination must have a hidden hand behind it.
Mo Shuiyue slowly stood up, her hair at the temples damp with lake water, her face showing a subtle paleness. "Your Highness, we must leave this place immediately to avoid the assassin's pursuit," her voice was weak but resolute.
Li Chung-Shen nodded and bent down to check her injuries. His eyes revealed deep concern as he asked, "Doctor Mo, can you manage to keep walking?"
"As long as it's not a long journey, I should be able to manage," Mo Shuiyue forced a smile, but couldn't hide the look of pain.
At that moment, faint footsteps could be heard in the distance. Li Chung-Shen immediately tensed up, shielding Mo Shuiyue behind him, and sharply focused his gaze in the direction of the sound. However, what appeared was an old man in tattered clothes, shuffling along with a bamboo staff in hand.
Upon seeing them, a hint of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. "Encountering such a predicament in this desolate wilderness, it's truly unfortunate for you two young people," he said in a hoarse voice tinged with warmth.
Li Chung-Shen asked cautiously, "Sir, are you a resident of this area?"
The old man nodded and a faint smile appeared on his face. "I live in a small cabin not far ahead. If you don't mind, you can rest there for a while."
Mo Shuiyue and Li Chung-Shen locked eyes, filled with doubt, but with no other options, they had no choice but to agree. The old man led them through the dense forest to a secluded thatched hut. Though simple, the hut exuded a sense of tranquility.
Inside the hut, the old man busied himself boiling water for tea and retrieving herbs from a modest medicine chest. Li Chung-Shen watched the old man's back, unable to calm his thoughts. He couldn't help but wonder if the old man's appearance was merely a coincidence.
Mo Shuiyue sat quietly in the corner, her eyes deep and full of doubt, but more so with concern for Li Chung-Shen. This assassination is probably related to the power struggle.
The old man handed the brewed medicine to Mo Shuiyue and said with concern, "Young lady, drinking this medicine should help relieve your pain."
Mo Shuiyue took the bowl of medicine and nodded slightly, "Thank you, sir."
Li Chung-Shen Sitting beside her, his eyes revealed a subtle sense of gratitude. In such a predicament, encountering such a kind-hearted person was their good fortune.
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