Those male soldiers were really too humble. So many of them were serving one person, rubbing her hands and massaging her shoulders. Was there a need to protect a soldier like this?
If a soldier did not suffer, how were they a soldier?!
Du Jiayi, who was secretly observing, had a dark expression on her face. From the corners of her eyes, she saw that the higher-ups in their group were about to get up. Due to the leader's arm fracture, his simple act of getting up was so stiff that he was about to fall. With her sharp eyes, she immediately jogged over and reminded Liu Yuan, who was closest to the leader, "Liu Yuan, quickly help our leader up."
The sleepy Liu Yuan had been keeping watch of the other leader whose hands were wrapped with bandages. After everyone successfully broke free, she, who had just narrowed her eyes, was suddenly awakened. She got up in a rush. "Leader, do you want to walk? Let me help you."
