“Here!”

The roar of the helicopter blades echoed through the cave entrance, drowning out Song Yu’s voice.

Silhouetted against the light, Rong Shi saw two figures in rescue suits at the entrance, one of whom rappelled down.

The tunnel sloped upwards at a 50-degree angle, becoming steeper near the entrance, making it difficult to climb without assistance.

Rong Shi retracted his gaze and tilted his head, asking, “What did you just say?”

Song Yu’s eyes followed the descending figure. He subtly reached for his lower back, gripping the hilt of his knife.

“Nothing.”

The front lit up. The flashlight beam swept over them, and footsteps gradually approached.

“Are either of you injured? Can you walk?”

Rong Shi tilted his head to avoid the direct glare of the light: “Yes.”

“Is he injured? I’ll carry him; you go up first.”

The rescue team member walked over, reaching out to grab Song Yu’s arm.

Song Yu slapped his hand away and sneered, “My wife and I are having a romantic moment. What are you? Carry me?”

The bright light hit their eyes directly again, and their vision went black. Simultaneously, Rong Shi heard the sound of a blade being drawn—

At the cave entrance, Qin Luo and the others rushed over.

This place was thousands of meters away from the collapse site. They wouldn’t have believed it if they hadn’t received definite news.

“How is it? Where are they?!” Qin Luo grabbed a rescue team member and asked.

The rescue team member: “They’ve been found and are being rescued.”

Chen Chen wanted to go to the cave entrance to look but was stopped by a rescue team member: “Don’t approach here; you’ll interfere with the rescue!”

Liu Hong bellowed, “How would we interfere? Maybe we can even help.”

In the midst of their struggle, a scream suddenly echoed from below.

The rescue team member’s eyes darted around, and he yelled into his communicator: “Ant swarm detected near the target! Possible casualties, requesting backup!”

Another chaotic scramble ensued.

Qin Luo rushed over, regardless of the warning, and yelled down the hole: “Brother!… Brother!… G—”

“Are you wailing at a funeral?”

A relaxed, pleasant voice came from below. Qin Luo hadn’t even yelled twice when he suddenly choked, the tears welling in the corners of his eyes forcibly held back.

Several rescue team members exchanged subtle glances, their brows furrowed.

The other few had gathered at the cave entrance. Chen Chen was a step slower and noticed the change in their expressions out of the corner of his eye.

“Move aside,” another clear, cold voice commanded.

Qin Luo had just retracted his neck when a black shadow suddenly shot upwards. He instinctively took two steps back.

Rong Shi, with Song Yu on his back, leaped to the ground and casually tossed the rope aside.

Both of them were covered in mud and green viscous fluid, yet they showed no sign of being disheveled.

“Brother!” Qin Luo ran over and gave them a big bear hug: “You’re finally back!”

Song Yu pushed him away, his face full of disdain: “Get lost, you stink.”

Qin Luo: “…”

Honestly, aren’t you the one who stinks right now? I haven’t even complained, and you—

The live stream screen erupted in cheers—

“Both are fine! That’s great!!!”

“Ahhhhh prayers work!”

“Looks like, aside from being a bit dirty, they had a romantic trip to an ant nest for two?”

“Ahhhhh the battle-damaged Chairman is too handsome?! I’m in love!”

“Falling into that, never mind the height, and it’s an ant nest, yet they’re completely unharmed! That’s insane?!”

“I want to know what they went through?”

Song Yu patted Rong Shi’s shoulder: “Put me down.”

Rong Shi: “You don’t need to save my energy.”

Given his personality, once he was on the ground, he would definitely act recklessly.

Song Yu: “I’m not a cripple, damn it.”

Rong Shi: “Mhm.”

Rong Shi: “You’re a little gimp.”

Song Yu: “…Damn.”

How could this alpha, who was venomous, rigid, unromantic, stone-faced, and huge, possibly be his Bunny? Is it the end of the world? Ha!

The beta rescue team member who had just been holding back Liu Hong came over.

“Didn’t you encounter the rescue team member who went down to find you?”

Rong Shi’s voice was very faint: “No, there are many forks in the path; they probably got lost.”

The rescue team member looked at them with suspicious eyes: “You didn’t hear any cries?”

Song Yu rested his chin on Rong Shi’s shoulder, a suggestive smile on his face: “Cries? What kind of cries?”

Qin Luo: “…”

This terrible mountain road is not suitable for driving [a euphemism for flirting/making out]!

“You didn’t encounter any ant—” The rescue team member hadn’t finished his question when a small rescue ship appeared on the horizon, flying towards them at extreme speed.

As the ship descended, it created a strong airflow, making it almost impossible to stand steadily.

The hatch opened, and another rescue team walked out in an orderly fashion.

“Why are you in this area?” the rescue captain asked the beta rescue team member.

The rescue team member: “We detected a problem nearby during our sweep and came over.”

After a brief communication, the previous rescue team stayed behind to look for the team member who had entered the ant nest. Rong Shi and the others boarded the ship with the new rescue team.

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Inside the medical bay, Song Yu extended his foot for the doctor to examine, his gaze involuntarily drifting to the side.

Since earlier, Rong Shi had been standing there, not speaking, not moving, just staring at the doctor’s hands.

“Do you have something to say?” Song Yu asked.

Rong Shi didn’t even lift his head: “No.”

Song Yu: “…”

Most alphas have abundant body hair, but Song Yu’s leg hair was a very light golden color, not very noticeable at first glance, making his injured calf and ankle appear even more striking.

After the examination, the doctor brought a restorative ointment to apply to Song Yu’s leg.

“No need,” Song Yu said, leaning against the headboard of the bed, his expression cold: “Just use the therapy light.”

The doctor sighed helplessly: “Although your bones are fine, there’s subcutaneous bleeding and severe muscle damage. Relying only on the therapy light might not be very effective.”

Song Yu’s face turned cold: “No need for ointment, didn’t you hear me?”

Seeing the doctor about to persuade him further, Rong Shi patted his shoulder: “Doctor, this procedure isn’t complicated; let me do it.”

The doctor could only stand up, hand over the ointment, and repeatedly instructed: “Don’t apply too much, a thin layer is enough.”

Rong Shi took it: “Okay.”

After the doctor left, Rong Shi sat in the doctor’s chair: “Afraid someone might poison it?”

Song Yu: “I’m not used to others touching me.”

Examinations only required individual pressure points; most were done by instruments, but applying medicine was different.

Rong Shi’s gaze swept over his leg, and he said expressionlessly, “Afraid your foot stinks and it’ll be discovered?”

Song Yu was amused: “Stinky or not, why don’t you smell it?”

Seeing that Song Yu wasn’t concerned about the medicine itself, Rong Shi twisted open the cap, and, shielding it with his palm, had 01 produce a tiny needle to insert into the medicine for testing.

[No harmful substances.]

Rong Shi scooped some with his finger and put it on his leg, gently spreading it: “I don’t have a habit of smelling stinky feet.”

Song Yu instinctively flinched.

From his expression to his physique, Rong Shi had no soft spots, yet the pressure from his hand was very light, so light that it made him uncomfortable, like a swarm of tiny ants crawling.

“Damn it!” After only two rubs, Song Yu couldn’t stand it anymore. He reached out to Rong Shi: “Alright, I’ll do it myself. Go take a shower, you stink.”

Rong Shi, with a cold face, applied it very carefully: “I can’t smell anything.”

Failing to grab the medicine, his terminal rang.

Song Yu swiped it open, revealing a pile of messages.

He frowned as he read, glancing at Rong Shi out of the corner of his eye, his leg instinctively shrinking back.

“Don’t move.” Rong Shi patted his instep, continuing to apply the ointment: “It’s like basting a roasted pig leg.”

Song Yu: “…Are there pig legs that look that good?”

Rong Shi: “No good-looking pig legs, but there is one pig.”

Song Yu: “Will you die if you don’t retort?”

Rong Shi: “…”

When Rong Shi finished applying the ointment, Song Yu came to his senses and realized he had forgotten all the information he had just read. His mind was filled only with Rong Shi’s serious face.

Rong Shi moved the therapy light over and turned it on, setting the timer as per the doctor’s advice.

“You have five hours to rest.”

After speaking, he prepared to get up and leave.

It was a lie that he couldn’t smell the odor. In an environment like the barren star, it didn’t matter since no one smelled pleasant, but in this clean environment, his dirty state was particularly noticeable.

“Wait,” Song Yu called out to him, “Come here.”

Rong Shi: “What for?” To get beaten?

Seeing his gaze, Song Yu somehow understood.

He scoffed: “What, you know you deserve a beating too?”

Rong Shi walked over and sat on the chair by the bedside without hesitation. Seeing Song Yu reach out to him, he looked up.

Song Yu smiled slowly: “Don’t be nervous; I’m not going to abuse you.”

Rong Shi: “You can’t be sure about that.”

The training uniform was black, but Rong Shi’s was stained with various colors, like camouflage.

Song Yu’s gaze swept over his arm and indeed saw a tear above the elbow. However, the training suit’s material was special, so it wasn’t obvious unless one looked closely.

He rolled up his sleeve. Beneath the tear was a knife wound. The wound had already clotted, and the blood trail that had trickled down to his forearm had solidified.

When he was attacked by that rescue team member in the ant nest, although the strong light had made it difficult to see clearly, Song Yu vaguely felt that Rong Shi had blocked a knife for him. However, he had avoided it very cleverly, and the wound wasn’t deep.

Song Yu looked left and right; there were no cleaning tools nearby.

“Go get the tools.”

Seeing him being unusually kind, Rong Shi found it strange, but he valued his life more.

“Tools for what?”

Song Yu was amused again.

“For cleaning wounds, not for attacking, okay?”

Rong Shi’s eyes were teasing as he pushed the small cart the doctor had just used closer.

“Suddenly being so nice to me?”

Song Yu leaned over and picked up an alcohol swab and tweezers from the cart.

“Considering you saved me, I’m offering my services proactively once. Is that reason enough?”

Rong Shi’s lips curved upwards then pressed back down: “Reluctantly.”

With that, he immediately took off his jacket and held out his hand.

Song Yu: “…”

Are your mouth and hand controlled by two different systems?

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Ten minutes later—

Rong Shi looked down at the throbbing wound that had started bleeding again.

“How did you manage to reopen a wound that was already healing?”

Song Yu held the bloody alcohol swab, at a loss.

Why wasn’t it as he imagined?

“Alright, I’ll do it myself.” Rong Shi snatched the alcohol swab from his hand and threw it in the trash, cleaning the wound again, muttering softly, “Who would dare to marry such a clumsy wife?”

Song Yu sneered: “Whoever dares to marry me, I’ll slice them into three thousand six hundred pieces.”

Rong Shi’s hand trembled, and the alcohol swab fell to the ground.

Seeing that he was almost done cleaning the wound, Song Yu’s heart churned with irritation, and his composure was about to break.

“That rabbit sketch—”

Before he could finish his question, the doctor who had left returned, arriving just in time to check if Rong Shi’s procedure was correct.

Rong Shi casually finished up, stood to grab his jacket, and ruffled Song Yu’s hair with his large hand.

“Hurry and rest. We’ll be back on the field when time’s up.”

Watching him leave, Song Yu’s face immediately darkened.

Doctor: “Rest helps wound healing—”

Song Yu threw back the covers and lay down: “Get out!”

Doctor: “…”

This student is so handsome, but his temper is excessively fiery. Perhaps I should prescribe him some fever-reducing and detoxifying pills.

Hearing the door close, Song Yu stared blankly at one spot.

A moment later, he abruptly pulled the blanket over his face.

“Absolutely impossible!”

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Author’s Note:

Rong Bunny: Wife, let’s make a deal. If I confess, can I request fewer slices?

Song Cat: Yes.

After the confession—

Song Cat: Super double!

Rong Bunny: QuQ