Mated at First Sight
Chapter 823 - 549 - What Goes Around Comes Around (Part 3)_2

Chapter 823: Chapter 549 - What Goes Around Comes Around (Part 3)_2

Watching the busy figures in front of her, Mu Lin lifted her foot and walked towards another tent.

This was another Medical Department, with a relief station next to it, where the rescued people could receive treatment and eat.

"Mu Lin." Seeing Mu Lin, Zhang He smiled at her, but his hands did not hesitate at all, "I didn’t expect you to come so quickly." It’s just that the way she had appeared was a bit shocking.

He had been startled too, fearing that she might accidentally fall.

She was incredibly bold.

"Saving lives is urgent, isn’t it?" Looking at Zhang He, Mu Lin smiled, "If it were you, you might be even faster." In Mu Lin’s eyes, Zhang He was a more competent military doctor than she could ever be in this lifetime.

"Indeed." Zhang He smiled back, looking into Mu Lin’s eyes with a slight concern, "You’re alright yourself, aren’t you?" He was referring to Mu Lin’s belly; after all, standing in front of him was a pregnant woman.

"Not too bad." Mu Lin said, "He is very stable." She paused, then added, "Do you need me to..." She had intended to ask if he needed her help, but her gaze was suddenly drawn to a small figure not far away.

"Her?" Looking at the child, Mu Lin’s delicate brows slightly furrowed. The thin figure of the child in the distance was frighteningly frail.

"That child," Zhang He followed Mu Lin’s gaze, "was rescued yesterday. But by the time she was saved, both her parents had already died; at that time... she was protected in her parents’ arms, neither crying nor making a fuss." Only this one child remained of the family of three; such incidents were not uncommon here.

But this child’s sensibility was truly surprising.

After all, she was so young; she looked to be about five or six years old at most.

"She’s very sensible, but it makes one feel very sad," Zhang He said, looking at the quietly daydreaming little girl, sighing and feeling pity for her.

She should be an age of innocense, yet at this moment, it seemed as though she had suddenly come to understand everything.

Blinking back to reality and looking up again, Mu Lin was already slowly walking towards the little girl. At first, he was startled and then smiled; he seemed to have forgotten that Mu Lin was also a mother now, and she must feel for the child too.

Mu Lin sat down beside the child, "Little sister, hello?" Her cool voice carried a touch of warmth as she looked at the little girl in front of her, her eyes smiling.

Hearing the voice, the little girl looked up at Mu Lin, her eyes clear, "Hello, sister." She was really polite. After a pause, she looked at Mu Lin, "Sister, are you too here to save us?" Mu Lin was still dressed in her military uniform, covered by a lab coat stained with speckles of blood, left over from treating Jing Youlan; all in all, Mu Lin’s clothes were actually the cleanest there.

"Um," Mu Lin nodded, "You could say that." She came here indeed to save people, but... not because of them.

However, since she was here, she would stay for the next few days.

After all, she had brought all her dining gear with her; cough cough cough... Of course, not including poison.

It wasn’t needed here.

"Thank you, big sister," looking at Mu Lin, gratitude shone in the clear depths of the child’s eyes; because it was people dressed much like Mu Lin who had saved her, even though her mom and dad had died, they had said that even if she was alone, she had to be strong because they would be watching over her from heaven.

Though she knew it was a lie to comfort a child, she... preferred to believe it.

"What is your name, and how old are you?" Mu Lin suddenly asked while looking at her.

"My name is Ruirui, it’s what my mom always called me, and I’m five years old this year," Ruirui said, fogging up a little as she thought of her mother, "It’s just that now they don’t want Ruirui anymore." She was still a child, after all.

Instinctively extending her hand, Mu Lin’s hand gently rested on Ruirui’s small head, yet she said nothing.

This was the first time Mu Lin had initiated contact with someone other than Jing Chen.

Because she didn’t know what to say.

Consoling someone, especially a child, was something she didn’t understand, not at all.

Ruirui looked at Mu Lin with a bright smile, yet such a smile made Mu Lin feel a twinge of heartache.