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Fu Hanwen's gaze shifted, and he strode towards the busy figure.
Xiao Ruo seemed to sense something and suddenly turned her head, meeting a pair of deep eyes.
"Brother Fu, Yuan Xiao!" Xiao Ruo relaxed slightly upon seeing them, then quickly asked, "Are you injured?"
"No." Hearing this title, Fu Hanwen imperceptibly frowned but quickly relaxed, watching the woman in men's clothing who couldn't hide that she was a woman with an inscrutable expression.
"Good that you're not injured." Xiao Ruo saw a nearby soldier bleeding profusely because his wound wasn't treated in time. While walking over to him, she said to them, "You go back to the camp and rest first, I'll return later."
Fu Hanwen stood still, his handsome face tense.
Yuan Xiao glanced at his boss, feeling that since his boss lost his memory, he seemed even colder than before.
