In the deep of night, when all is silent, Ruoxi turns restlessly in bed, finding it impossible to sleep.
The outside world seems shrouded in a veil of tranquility, so quiet it's unsettling.
She slowly gets up, her slender figure appearing exceptionally solitary in the dimness.
Leaving the tent, the night is hazy and alluring, with a bright moon and few stars, a crescent hanging high, casting its cool radiance like water, spilling a silvery white over the ground.
With heavy steps, she follows the road through the military camp, walking out step by step.
"Who goes there?" The vigilant voice of a camp guard suddenly breaks the silence.
"It's me, I'm going for a walk." Ruoxi's voice is calm as water, yet carries an indescribable fatigue.
The guard is taken aback, but upon recognizing her, his face fills with admiration and reverence.
Military Doctor Shen? To them, she is practically a deity! Previously, each reclaimed city required long battles and painful sacrifices.
