Border Soldiers: My granaries are full of grain and meat, and I guard this region.

There was a moment of silence between the two, their eyes fixed on the newly filled earthen wall in front of them.

Qi Daniu's voice suddenly lowered:

"At least forty riders came from the south wall last night. Brother Feng, you let me take five men with me."

"Xiao Wuzi was the first to rush forward and was shot through the neck by an arrow. He didn't even have time to utter a sound. Then Erlu rushed forward to block the gap and was slammed against the wall by his horse, breaking three ribs. I had him carried to the back. The remaining three stayed with me outside the gap and kept cutting. I can't remember how many we cut down, but in the end there was no one left standing outside the wall. When I went back, I found that Erlu was already dead."

Qi Feng didn't say anything, but gently patted Qi Daniu's shoulder on the side that wasn't injured.

It wasn't until evening that Zhong Shao led his men to find Qi Feng.

"The wounded soldiers have been given basic first aid and now they need to be transported back to Fuxing County. I will send 100 men with you, and the rest will continue to be stationed in Qijia Village to prevent the Rong from coming again. You take them back and get some rest."

Qi Feng nodded.

By the time everyone returned to Fuxing County, it was completely dark.

When the soldiers guarding the city saw this group of wounded soldiers approaching, they quickly went into the city to report it.

When Zhao Tongchuan learned that Qi Feng had replied, he personally went to the city gate and ordered it to be opened.

"Magistrate Zhao." Qi Feng bowed slightly to Zhao Tongchuan.

Zhao Tongchuan quickly stepped forward and grabbed Qi Feng's arm, his voice trembling slightly.

When his gaze fell upon the wounded soldiers behind him, as well as the seriously wounded lying on the cart, he couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Inspector Qi, thank you for your hard work."

After saying this, Zhao Tongchuan immediately ordered all efforts to treat the wounded soldiers.

Before long, the wounded soldiers were escorted to various medical clinics in the city.

Qi Feng declined Zhao Tongchuan's suggestion and did not go to the clinic for further treatment. Instead, he chose to return to Qi Family Restaurant.

After two days of fierce fighting, Qi Feng missed his three daughters at home very much.

At the entrance of Qi Family Restaurant, Qi Feng's knocking attracted the attention of everyone inside.

He pushed the door and found it wasn't closed. As soon as he pushed it open, he stumbled when his foot landed.

Yu Yourong was standing behind the counter keeping accounts when she heard the noise at the door and subconsciously looked up.

The moment Yu Yourong saw Qi Feng, the pen in her hand fell onto the ledger with a thud, staining a large patch of ink.

She stood there stunned for a moment, and after seeing Qi Feng's face clearly, she hurriedly ran around the counter. Because she ran so fast, her knee hit the counter.

When Qi Feng reached out to catch Yu You Rong, she crashed into his arms, her forehead pressed against his chest, her fingers gripping the straps of his leather armor tightly, as if she wanted to completely meld Qi Feng into her body.

Qi Feng felt a tightness in his chest, as if the wounds on his body were about to reopen.

However, when he looked down and smelled the faint scent of soap on Yu You Rong's hair, he gently raised his only movable right hand and placed it on the back of her head, stroking it slowly.

Yu Yourong didn't make a sound, but buried her face in Qi Feng's chest, her shoulders shaking violently, but without a single sob.

She loosened and tightened her grip on Qi Feng's leather armor several times, as if confirming that Qi Feng had really returned. Finally, she loosened her grip a little and looked up at Qi Feng.

Qi Feng's face was covered with dried scabs and grime, the bandage on his shoulder was half-exposed from his collar, and the medicine applied to the web of his hand had dried and cracked into pieces.

Yu Yourong stared at Qi Feng's face for a long time, then suddenly froze when her gaze swept over his entire body: "Husband..."

Yu Yourong reached out and gently touched Qi Feng's cheek, her fingertips landing on his cheekbone.

There was a shallow scratch there. She didn't say anything, but simply withdrew her hand, turned around and went inside, bringing out a basin of warm water and a clean cloth.

As Yu Yourong was cleaning Qi Feng's wounds, Ye Ling Shuang rushed out from the backyard, almost knocking over the table.

When Ye Ling Shuang rushed up to Qi Feng, she suddenly stopped and looked him up and down carefully.

Upon seeing the blood-soaked bandage on Qi Feng's shoulder and the curled-back wound on his hand, Ye Ling Shuang pursed her lips into a thin line, turned around and ran upstairs, her footsteps making dull thuds on the wooden floor.

When Ye Ling Shuang came down again, she had a medicine box in her hand, from which she took out a roll of new cloth.

"My husband, please sit down."

Qi Feng sat down on the bench, Yu Yourong wiped his wounds, and Ye Ling Shuang squatted in front of him to change his bandages. Her hands were steady, her fingers were slender, and she removed the old strips of cloth quickly and gently.

After Yu Yourong cleaned the wound, Ye Ling Shuang would always accurately and quickly rewrap the new strips of cloth around it. The two did not speak, but their cooperation was seamless.

However, Qi Feng could sense that the two were not as calm as they appeared on the surface.

Whether it was Yu Yourong or Ye Lingshuang, their fingers always trembled slightly when they weren't on him.

When they were untying the adhesions in Qi Feng's wound, it was as if both of them held their breath. They only exhaled after the wound was completely untied and re-bandaged.

A moment later, Ye Zhiwan also ran out. When she saw Qi Feng's injuries, Ye Zhiwan gripped the hem of her clothes tightly with both hands, her eyes were red, and her chin was clenched.

Seeing Ye Ling Shuang bandaging her wounds and Yu You Rong cleaning them, Ye Zhi Wan turned and went into the kitchen.

When she came out again, she was holding a bowl of steaming hot porridge.

The servants in the restaurant were also alerted and hurriedly came to the living room to wait.

Looking at the porridge being served in front of him, Qi Feng looked up at Ye Zhiwan.

Ye Zhiwan's nose was still red, and she pressed her lips tightly together to keep them from falling, as if she was trying to hold back her tears. She simply used a spoon to gently scoop up some porridge and held it to Qi Feng's lips.

"Brother-in-law, have a drink."

The three of them quietly stayed by Qi Feng's side.

Yu Yourong cleaned the wound, Ye Lingshuang changed the gauze, and Ye Zhiwan fed Qi Feng porridge.

Time passed by, and by the time Ye Zhiwan finished feeding Qi Feng the porridge, all of Qi Feng's wounds had been cleaned and replaced.

Thanks to the medicine Qi Feng had obtained when Ye Ling Shuang was injured, there were still many medicinal herbs at home, and they were just the right amount to treat Qi Feng's injuries. With these medicines, Qi Feng's recovery speed would be faster.

Yu Yourong splashed out the water in the basin that had been stained crimson, and together with Ye Lingshuang, they gently helped Qi Feng up to the second floor.

After Ye Zhiwan left, the people in the hall began to whisper among themselves.

"What have you been doing, shopkeeper? How did you get so many injuries?"

"You don't know yet, do you? The Great Rong have attacked! It was you, shopkeeper, who led the troops to stop them! Otherwise, the Great Rong would have already reached Fuxing County!"

"Wow! My goodness, the shopkeeper is amazing..."

In the room on the second floor, Qi Feng, supported by Yu Yourong and Ye Lingshuang, lay on the bed. The fatigue of the past two days swept over him again. He had not rested well in Qijia Village and was now in a daze. He fell into a deep sleep as soon as he lay down on the bed, leaving Yu Yourong and Ye Lingshuang to quietly watch over him.