Yin Huaixi felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He felt numb. Even every strand of hair on his head was covered in electricity. How could he bear to say anything harsh?
He tried to convince her with logic. "I'm not worried that you'll be a burden. It's just that the front line battlefield is very dangerous, and the conditions are simple and very difficult…"
Even men like them in the army couldn't take it, let alone this little girl, who had grown up in a noble family.
"I'm not afraid of suffering." Yu Youyao pouted, her voice soft and sweet. "Moreover, I'm very useful. The incense medicine I made previously played a very important role in preventing and treating the epidemic. I've thought about it and think that it should be quite useful on the battlefield."
Yin Huaixi held his breath and suddenly understood. Accompanying him to the front line was not a whim of Yu Youyao.
Instead, she had thought about it carefully.
