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A long while passed, and Pei Guanjing still had not accepted Ye Chen's tea offering.
In a corner where Pei Guanjing could not see, Ye Chen's eyes darted around quickly. Suddenly, he looked up and met Pei Guanjing's scrutinizing gaze.
"Master, did I do something wrong? This cup of tea..." Ye Chen glanced at the untouched tea in Pei Guanjing's hand and smiled awkwardly. "It's gone cold. Should I get you another cup?"
"No need, this is just right." Pei Guanjing extended his hand, his fingers as cold as ice briefly touching the back of Ye Chen's hand before gently taking the cup from him. He raised it to his lips and drank it all in one go, then steadied Ye Chen as he helped him up.
"You haven't done anything wrong; you just need to remember to be cautious in your words and actions when you're out."
Ye Chen, now standing upright with Pei Guanjing's assistance, felt a mix of surprise and confusion. There was a glimmer of doubt in his clear doe-like eyes. How had Pei Guanjing become so easy to talk to? It was truly puzzling.
Ye Chen lived in Pei Guanjing's tent, on a small bed separated by wooden boards on the other side.
Compared to the hard bed he had previously slept on with only a thin blanket, this place felt like paradise. The small bed was soft and comfortable, with thick bedding—definitely the best bed he had slept on since escaping from home.
In addition, there was a large bath barrel in Pei Guanjing's tent, next to which stood an iron stove for heating water for baths. Occasionally, they could even cook a little extra food to improve their meals.
However, although there was a river nearby for water supply due to the stationed troops, fetching water was time-consuming and labor-intensive. Therefore, Ye Chen could only bathe in the tub that Pei Guanjing had used before, which also helped conserve resources.
Noticing Ye Chen's eager gaze toward the bath barrel, Pei Guanjing averted his eyes and said lightly, "The Medical Camp still has some medicine that needs packing. I have to go take care of it now; remember to clean up when I return."
"Understood, Master," Ye Chen replied cheerfully. The title "Master" rolled off his tongue effortlessly, as if he had already grown accustomed to this new identity.
After confirming that Pei Guanjing had truly left, Ye Chen eagerly unfastened his clothing and carefully settled into the bath barrel, ready to enjoy a long-awaited soak.
During this period, Ye Chen had been living in a communal dormitory, where he could only heat some water for a quick wash. Now, he finally had the chance to take a proper bath.
The barrel was filled with an indescribable scent of pine resin, thick and persistent, lingering in the air. It seemed the barrel was made of pine wood, which explained the strong aroma. Ye Chen didn’t think much of it; after finishing his bath, he drained the dirty water and tidied up his camp. It wasn’t long before Pei Guanjing returned.
The Medical Camp didn’t have fixed rest times, but when there was no battle with the Wolf Tribe, there weren’t many injured soldiers arriving. Usually, those who came were soldiers with old injuries seeking ointments or medicinal alcohol for their ailments. During these relatively quiet days, Ye Chen began to slowly adapt to life as an apprentice beside Pei Guanjing.
However, today brought a familiar yet strange face.
“Hey, Ye Chen! You still haven’t returned my personal guard token! You just run off to the Medical Camp to be an apprentice without even saying hi? Do you even consider me a brother?”
The voice boomed from a distance like thunder. Ye Chen, who was focused on grinding medicine, along with the injured soldier lying nearby and Pei Guanjing busy in the tent, all clearly heard Lou Yu’s angry shout.
A sturdy yet slightly lean young man suddenly flung aside the heavy tent curtain and strode over to Ye Chen, towering over him. Lou Yu raised an eyebrow, suppressing his anger as he questioned, “You’ve been back for so long and didn’t even greet me? You come to the Medical Camp to assist someone else—does being with him suit you better than being with me?”
“Uh…” Ye Chen opened his mouth to respond but hesitated. He instinctively glanced back; Pei Guanjing was calmly checking a soldier’s pulse, looking like a solitary white lotus in a serene pond.
Seeing this, Lou Yu reached out and forcefully turned Ye Chen’s head back toward him. “With me here, speak freely! Did he force you into this? Why would you come to the Medical Camp otherwise?”
Ye Chen swatted Lou Yu’s hand away but couldn’t break free from his grip. With a helpless expression, he explained, “It was Master who took me as his apprentice and sent me here to work. They need people here; there’s nothing wrong with my coming.”
“That’s not what I’m asking,” Lou Yu pressed on, staring intently into Ye Chen’s eyes as if trying to see through his thoughts. “I want to know if you came to the Medical Camp willingly.”
"I... I naturally came here willingly!" Ye Chen dodged his intense gaze, feeling a bit guilty as he carefully poured the ground medicinal powder into the bottle. "You don't need to worry about me; Master treats me very well."
"Master?" Lou Yu released his grip, standing up straight, his eyes sharp as blades as he looked at Pei Guanjing, but then turned to Ye Chen and asked, "Why did you choose Pei Guanjing as your master? What can he teach you?"
"To heal the sick and save lives!"
Ye Chen sensed that the atmosphere was becoming increasingly tense, and the pressure from Pei Guanjing seemed to be gradually lowering. His heart tightened, and he quickly reached out to grab Lou Yu's arm, pulling him forcefully out of the Medical Camp and dragging him to the small corner where they had previously spied on Pei Guanjing.
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