Don't Provoke Princess

Mo Xiaohe looked down at the girl in front of him and a trace of pain flashed across his heart. No wonder this girl had turned into such a sorry state. While sewing, Mo Xiaohe reached out his hand to cover Mu Qingqing's eyes, not letting her see the process of him sewing the wound. A warm hand covered Mu Qingqing's eyes. Her eyes were moist. If it wasn't for her eyes open, she would have been able to see the doctor stitching the wound with her eyes closed.    

    

The doctor looked at Mo Xiaohe's actions in satisfaction.    

    

After stitching the wound, Mu Qingqing sat down on a chair. She didn't cry nor smile, but her eyes were glazed over.    

    

"Little fool, you can go to the hospital when you're done with the road. Go over there and check it out. When I'm on vacation, I'll come over to see you." Mo Xiaohe gently touched her head. He didn't have the time to comfort her. But this was her first time seeing such a tragic scene, right?    

    

Suddenly, a pair of ice-cold hands grabbed his waist clothes, and his head leaned against his waist as he cried.    

    

Mo Xiaohe held his hands in the air as if he was surrendering. He was at a loss of what to do because of her actions. Remembering that he couldn't do anything bad in this military green outfit, he raised his hand to get Mu Qingqing's attention.    

    

Unexpectedly, the girl actually said in a soft tone, "Lend me some time, just for a while."    

    

Fine, these soft words coupled with her unprecedented cowardice, Mo Xiaohe felt that even if it didn't affect him once, it was worth it to bear such a punishment.    

    

"One of his hands fell on the back of Mu Qingqing's head, patting it lightly." Is this the first time that we've seen such a major car crash? "    

    

Mu Qingqing nodded.    

    

"Don't be afraid. Everyone has their own lives. You have already saved more than ten lives. They are already very grateful to you." Mo Xiaohe comforted Mu Qingqing with his magnetic voice. This was the first time he felt that his sturdy body was useful. He was able to be Mu Qingqing's little backer.    

    

Mu Qingqing shook her head. This time, he wasn't sure what was on her mind.    

    

Burying her head in his green military clothes, Mu Qingqing still felt a sense of insecurity when she held onto his clothes. This kind of major accident was like a nightmare for her. She was a survivor, a survivor, but she was even more upset than if she died.    

    

Seeing that she cried even harder, Mo Xiaohe couldn't move his legs anymore. For the first time, his long legs gave him a sense of distance. He gently lifted Mu Qingqing's head. The smoke from her face even rubbed against his clothes.    

    

Mo Xiaohe picked up the medical cotton ball from the side and wiped the dust off Mu Qingqing's face bit by bit. Mu Qingqing's gentle movements, coupled with his handsome features and sharp brows, really made her stop crying.    

    

"If you have anything to say, just say it. If you keep it in your heart, I won't be able to advise you." Mo Xiaohe said patiently.    

    

Mu Qingqing looked at the gentle Mo Xiaohe with tears in her eyes and a sliver of trust appeared in her heart. It was as if he had found a small boat on a boundless sea, or as if he had grabbed onto a life-saving rope at the edge of a silent cliff.    

    

"I've seen this news before in my previous life. C Province, snow sealing the mountain, nine consecutive car crashes, twelve people lost their lives, seventeen people were severely injured, and the rest suffered varying degrees of injuries." Mu Qingqing cried out. She had clearly seen the news before, and had felt especially sad at the time. However, she had actually forgotten such an important matter when she was in the middle of it. She could have warned the driver not to go on the road today.    

    

The cotton ball in Mo Xiaohe's hand paused slightly. He didn't expect Mu Qingqing to have such a lifeless expression because of her guilt and self-blame.    

    

"This is not your fault. Even if you didn't forget this matter, you still couldn't avoid this matter. Everyone has their own destiny." Mo Xiaohe continued to wipe the black ash on her face. He felt extremely pained.    

    

"I can't save them …" Mu Qingqing muttered to herself. Even if she didn't close her eyes, she could imagine the injuries sustained by those people on the train. There were too many casualties in one car.    

    

Suddenly, Mu Qingqing looked at the bus and shouted, "Quick, get them to leave!"    

    

Mo Xiaohe looked at the bus, it was unknown what she thought of.    

    

"The car will explode!" Mu Qingqing shouted at him with all her might.    

    

Hearing that, Mo Xiaohe immediately ran towards the bus. He rushed to the side of the bus as fast as he could. It was useless to persuade his firemen to leave, so he dragged two of them away.    

    

Indeed, as he was dragging out the third bus, a violent explosion sounded out, followed by fiery lights that shot into the sky. Fortunately, he managed to pull it off in time. The instant it exploded, he fell to the ground, dragging his firefighter comrades with him.    

    

Mo Xiaohe was a bit confused from the explosion, but he still didn't get his wits back. Ye Zichen shook his head and looked at his comrade, who was beside him. Luckily, he wasn't that big of a deal.    

    

"Are you alright?" Mo Xiaohe looked at him worriedly.    

    

"What did you say?" The orange-red person beside him could clearly see his mouth moving, but he didn't hear anything.    

    

Alright, it seems that my hearing has been damaged.    

    

Mo Xiaohe quickly pulled him up and prepared to lead him to the wounded area. The person wearing orange rescue suit beside him halted his steps and turned around to face the burnt-out bus, solemnly giving him a military salute.    

    

"There's a driver inside. He left forever." The man in orange suit had hot, moist eyes and felt sorry that he hadn't been able to save his precious life.    

    

Mo Xiaohe patted his shoulder, which went without saying.    

    

Afterwards, he ran in the direction of Mu Qingqing. What the girl said was right. The car would explode, and her actions just now had saved three more lives. If it weren't for her timely words, the lives of these three firefighters would have been lost here.    

    

Mo Xiaohe ran to Mu Qingqing's side and patted her shoulder consolingly. Don't feel guilty, and don't blame yourself. "    

    

Mu Qingqing clutched at the corner of his shirt, her heart still anxious.    

    

"You see, I obviously had the ability to save them, but my information was not available …" Mu Qingqing looked at the fireman who was trying to save another man. She felt even more upset.    

    

"Don't think like that. You took back three lives from Yama, you profited." Mo Xiaohe comforted her.    

    

"I want to help you guys." Mu Qingqing let go of his clothes, and her eyes suddenly lit up.    

    

Mo Xiaohe saw that she had recovered some of her mood, so he pointed at the wound on her arm. It's just needle stitches, you have to listen to the doctor. "    

    

"Mo Xiaohe, take me to save him, I feel really bad." Mu Qingqing looked at him pleadingly.    

    

Mo Xiaohe jumped out of the car after thinking for a while. "Come with me."    

    

Hearing this, Mu Qingqing followed Mo Xiaohe out of the car. After resting for a while, she had some strength left.    

    

Mo Xiaohe took out a shovel from the military truck and gave it to Mu Qingqing. "It's snowing heavily here, the road was already filled with snow when we came here to help. Our mission was to clear the roadblocks and create a path for the rescue workers to walk through."    

    

Mu Qingqing nodded seriously while holding the wooden shovel. Wearing Mo Xiaohe's military coat, his slender fingers held the shovel tightly. There was still half a flower on her face, but the two of them did not delay at all as they hurried down the road.    

    

Xiao Jiu and Jiu Jiu had already started working with the team. Mo Xiaohe started shoveling the snow on both sides of the road. Snow like goose feathers fell on one side. While shoveling the snow, the pure white road and the sky were filled with billowing smoke.    

    

Mu Qingqing was weak and her movements weren't as fast as theirs, but she did her best to shovel the snow onto the two sides of the road. She knew that if the snow was not cleaned, the rescue vehicles would not be able to safely descend the mountain, which meant that many of the wounded would not be treated in time.    

    

"Brother Mo, why are you making a little girl like her do this?" Xiao Jiu asked Mo Xiaohe while shoveling the snow.    

    

"She wants to save him." Mo Xiaohe didn't hide anything and directly told Xiao Jiu the answer.    

    

"But she was hurt." Little Jiu Jiu was not blind and Mu Qingqing's arm was bandaged. Although he couldn't see it in Mo Xiaohe's military coat, he could still see that Mu Qingqing's left arm was slow, which meant that her left arm was injured.    

    

"You don't understand. Work hard." Mo Xiaohe said in an imposing manner.    

    

Xiao Jiu's underlings increased their speed. No one in the group was lazy, and Mu Qingqing was shoveling snow nonstop. Many people secretly peeked at her with astonished gazes, not knowing where she came from.    

    

It had been snowing heavily for an entire day and night. Aside from eating and going to the toilet, Mu Qingqing and Mo Xiaohe had been shoveling snow non-stop the rest of the time. For a day and a night, they ate cold lunchboxes and shared hardships with the rescue workers. However, not a single one of them cried out that they were tired.    

    

It was snowing heavily on the road, and rescue vehicles couldn't get out and no car could get in. Their food was still bought at the gas station by the logistics personnel of Mo Xiaohe's team. Many people were so hungry that they became flustered.    

    

When the barricade was finally cleared, the snow had stopped. Mu Qingqing sat paralyzed on the side of the road, feeling as weak as silk.    

    

Mo Xiaohe took out an egg from his pocket. The egg was still warm when he held it in his hand. He handed it to Mu Qingqing.    

    

Mu Qingqing was indeed hungry, so she took the egg from Mo Xiaohe and started to peel it. The tender white protein was revealed. Mu Qingqing didn't take a bite, but she split the egg into two and gave half to Mo Xiaohe.    

    

The girl in front of him still had a face that was half black and half dirty. She was wearing his large military coat and was looking at him sincerely. At this moment, Mo Xiaohe's heart was in chaos.    

    

Mo Xiaohe was also honest and did not hold back. He did not reach out to take the other half of the egg from Mu Qingqing's hand, but instead bit straight into it.    

    

Mu Qingqing stared at her fingers in surprise, her face blushing so hard that it reached her ears. She didn't want to feed Mo Xiaohe eggs.    

    

"Today is my birthday. I'm 18 years old." Mo Xiaohe's Adam's apple rolled slightly, but his eyes looked full of pure white and military green with satisfaction. On the cement paved road, the military green comrades were lying down in disarray on the snowdrifts to rest, leaving a smooth cement road in the middle.    

    

"You're not lying to me again?" Mu Qingqing looked at him suspiciously. He had lied to her that time.