Wu Tiejun swiftly snatched up a stick ready to charge forth, but the sound of hurried escape echoed from the distance...
Feng Yin watched, barely containing his amusement, deeply feeling that the camp life was truly full of dimensions.
Wu Tiejun led Feng Yin to the door, "Sister, I'm Wu Tiejun."
"Great Marshal..." A weak voice came from inside, "...I beg your pardon, I...I am genuinely too weak..."
"Ah, that's fine, I have brought a miracle doctor for you and your child."
"We appreciate the Great Marshal's tireless effort, and his care for our family."
With a creak, the door opened.
A young girl, thin as a sprout, stood at the doorway, nervously eyeing Wu Tiejun and Feng Yin.
"Hello, Uncle Wu."
"Good, good, hello Duo'er."
Wu Tiejun reached into his pocket, took out two strings of sugar-coated haws: "Here, one each for you and your brother."
