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The next morning, with a thin mist still lingering in the mountains, the recording of the program officially began.

The first activity was led by Dr. Li, the only doctor at the village health station, who guided the "Celebrity Volunteer Team" to gain a comprehensive understanding of the medical and health conditions in Yuntouzhai.

As a flight doctor, Chu Yi naturally went along as well. He had already gotten a basic understanding of the situation at the medical station over the past two days.

Dr. Li was a middle-aged man of about forty years old, with dark skin and rough hands, but his eyes revealed the simplicity and tenacity unique to people from the mountains.

He stood in the dimly lit clinic room of the health station, wearing a faded white coat, rubbing his hands nervously. He seemed a little nervous facing the camera and several glamorous celebrities.

"Our clinic is in poor condition, and we don't have much medicine..." Dr. Li began to explain in heavily accented Mandarin. "We usually just see patients with headaches, fevers, scrapes, and leg injuries. For serious illnesses... you have to go to the town or the county."

The clinic was small, with only two rooms. The outer room served as both a consultation room and a pharmacy, with several old medicine cabinets against the wall. The medicines inside were arranged relatively neatly, but the variety was very limited, mostly basic cold medicines, painkillers, disinfectant, and gauze. An old examination table held a sphygmomanometer, stethoscope, and other basic instruments.

Inside the room was an observation bed, the sheets of which were clean but obviously old.

Chu Yi stood quietly to the side, only offering brief supplements and explanations in clear and steady Mandarin when Dr. Li's introduction faltered or became unclear.

For example, the applicable symptoms and stock quantity of a certain medicine, or the precautions for using certain medical devices. His familiarity with the situation here clearly exceeded what one would expect from someone who had only been here for two days; it was obvious that he had taken the time to understand and organize the information.

"Dr. Chu's arrival was a great help," Dr. Li said gratefully, glancing at Chu Yi. "He helped me prepare my medication and also taught me a lot of new things."

Zhou Jiashu and Qin Yaoyao curiously examined the limited medicines in the cabinet, muttering in surprise, "Wow, there are so few medicines here..."

Xie Mo, on the other hand, focused more on the relationship between people and the environment, and asked questions at appropriate times to guide Dr. Li to tell about the difficulties and touching stories he encountered in his medical practice.

Gu Jingyi listened attentively, nodding occasionally, her gaze sweeping over the simple furnishings in the room, her eyes filled with contemplation.

Zhou Ai stood slightly back, leaning against the door frame, her gaze fixed on Chu Yi, who was earnestly adding to her explanation.

Today, Chu Yi wore a light gray collarless sweatshirt with light blue straight-leg jeans. Without the support of a white coat, she exuded a youthful vibe that made her look younger than her actual age.

With his eyelashes lowered, he pointed intently at the medicines in the cabinet and whispered something to Dr. Li. Zhou Ai's lips unconsciously curled up slightly.

"The most troublesome thing is going on rounds," Dr. Li continued, pointing to a hand-drawn map on the wall that marked the locations of several nearby villages. "Some villages are even more remote, with difficult roads. The elderly have difficulty walking, and it's hard for children to get out when they're sick, so I have to carry my medicine kit and go check on them every now and then."

At this point, the production team timely announced the next task: This morning, the volunteer team will accompany Dr. Li and Dr. Chu to conduct a mobile clinic in the most remote Gaduo Miao Village.

The celebrities reacted differently when the task was announced.

Zhou Jiashu, young and energetic, immediately responded enthusiastically: "No problem! Dr. Li, is the medicine box heavy? I can help you carry it!"

Qin Yaoyao looked at the winding mountain road markings on the map, a hint of fear on her face, but she still nodded with effort: "I...I can help carry some things too."

Xie Mo joked with a smile, "Looks like today will be a test of physical strength. Well, let's experience Dr. Li's usual hard work."

Gu Jingyi nodded: "Of course, that's the point of our visit."

Zhou Ai straightened up, shifting her gaze from Chu Yi to the map, and raised an eyebrow, asking, "How long will it take?"

"Even if we go fast, it will take three or four hours to go round trip," Dr. Li answered honestly, "because the roads are difficult to travel; they are all mountain roads."

Zhou Ai didn't say anything, but silently reached out and picked up the medicine box that Chu Yi and Dr. Li had packed on the table.

But before he could even reach halfway, Dr. Li kindly refused, saying, "I'm used to it. I'll do it myself; it's safer."

Chu Yi also carried a small medical bag, which contained some commonly used medicines and emergency supplies. He checked the contents of the bag and confirmed that everything was in order.

As they set off, Zhou Ai casually walked over to Chu Yi, glanced at the medical bag on his shoulder, and asked, "Dr. Chu, is the bag heavy? Do you need me to help you carry it?"

Xie Mo, who was walking ahead, heard it and turned around to give it a playful look.

Chu Yi didn't stop walking, looking at the rugged mountain road ahead, "It's alright, it's not too heavy."

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After walking along the mountain path for nearly an hour, the production team signaled for everyone to rest for a while in a relatively flat, shady spot to replenish their energy.

Everyone felt as if they had been granted a pardon, and they all found a place to sit down and took out the water and simple dry food provided by the production team.

Zhou Ai naturally walked over to Chu Yi and sat down next to him on a large rock with a relatively smooth surface.

He casually took a bag of biscuits from the side pocket of his backpack and handed it to Chu Yi next to him.

Chu Yi paused as she took water out of her bag, looking at the package of biscuits being handed to her. Clearly, this wasn't something she could buy here.

"Thank you," Chu Yi said softly, reaching out to take it.

Their fingertips inevitably touched.

An unusually hot temperature emanated from Zhou Ai's fingertips, leaving a clear imprint on Chu Yi's slightly cool skin.

Chu Yi, almost instinctively as a doctor, felt a chill and immediately looked up at Zhou Ai.

Upon closer inspection, Zhou Ai's face appeared paler than usual, with an unnatural paleness and a faint, unnatural redness around her eyelids.

Those peach blossom eyes, which always seemed lazy and mischievous, now appeared to be veiled with moisture, making them look somewhat sleepy and weak.

Chu Yi frowned, about to ask, "Are you... feeling unwell?"

However, before he could even ask the question, Zhou Ai's hand suddenly moved faster, covering the back of his hand that was holding the cookie. It seemed like a casual movement, but her fingertips were burning hot as she pressed down slightly before releasing it imperceptibly.

At the same time, Zhou Ai shook her head almost imperceptibly. Her peach blossom eyes, which were glistening with tears from the fever, blinked quickly, giving her a look that carried a hint of pleading and dissuasion.

Chu Yi's words caught in her throat.

He understood Zhou Ai's implication—he didn't want to make a fuss, and didn't want to interrupt the filming with his "minor flaw" and cause trouble for everyone.

Chu Yi swallowed back the professional question that was on the tip of his tongue. He was silent for a moment, then lowered his head, tore open the cookie wrapper in his hand, took a cookie, and slowly chewed it.

He stopped looking at Zhou Ai, but his professional duty as a doctor prevented him from completely ignoring her.

Chu Yi observed Zhou Ai's condition out of the corner of her eye. She noticed that although he was still trying to keep his spirits up, he would occasionally frown unconsciously, as if he had a headache. His posture was also not as relaxed as usual, revealing a hint of fatigue.

The others around were still chatting and resting, seemingly unaware of the brief exchange and undercurrents taking place here.

Chu Yi swallowed the biscuit in her mouth, sighed silently, and then quietly opened her medical kit, took out a individually packaged pack of portable disinfectant wipes, and handed it to Zhou Ai. "Wipe your sweat? The wind is strong in the mountains, and you'll easily catch a cold if you get chilled."

He didn't look directly at Zhou Ai, and his voice was low, so that only the two of them could hear him clearly.

Zhou Ai paused for a moment, looking at the wet wipes handed to her, then glanced at Chu Yi's profile, which seemed to be completely unaffected but had deliberately emphasized the words "caught a cold." A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. She obediently took the disinfectant wipes and whispered, "Thanks."

He wiped his forehead and neck with a wet wipe, and the slight coolness seemed to temporarily dispel some of the discomfort.

Chu Yi, who was standing to the side, didn't feel much better after handing over the disinfectant wipes.

She lowered her eyes and thought for a few seconds, then subtly observed Zhou Ai out of the corner of her eye, noticing the barely concealed fatigue beneath his forced composure and the occasional furrowed brows.

Chu Yi frowned, then calmly opened her medical kit again, pretending to rummage through something, but actually quickly and discreetly took a pill from a strip of fever reducers and held it in her palm.

While the others were chatting and laughing, and the camera's focus was temporarily not on their corner, Chu Yi very naturally stretched out the hand holding the medicine in front of Zhou Ai, opened her palm, and revealed the small white pill.

His movements were very small, and his body tilted slightly to the side, creating a brief visual obstruction.

Chu Yi's gaze was fixed on the mountain road ahead. His voice was extremely low, only the two of them could hear it, but his tone carried the seriousness unique to doctors, leaving no room for refusal: "Eat."

Zhou Ai looked down and saw the pills in her palm, and paused for a moment.

Before he could react, Chu Yi continued in a very low voice, her tone almost a warning: "Fever and strenuous activity could trigger myocarditis. Do you want to take the risk?"

Zhou Ai remained silent for a moment, then finally gave a barely perceptible sigh of compromise, and quickly took the pill from Chu Yi's palm.

Chu Yi felt her palm go empty, which calmed her down a bit. She then took out her thermos from her bag and handed it over, her voice still very low: "I filled it with hot water this morning. If you don't mind, you can take it and drink more hot water."

Zhou Ai took the thermos from Chu Yi, took several sips, and then said in a slightly hoarse voice, "...Thank you."

Chu Yi didn't respond. She simply zipped up her backpack, stood up, pursed her lips, and looked at Zhou Ai, adding, "If you don't mind, you can take the cup."

After saying that, he took out an unopened bottle of mineral water from the side of Zhou Ai's backpack and shook it. "In exchange."

Zhou Ai looked at the conflicted and hesitant expression on Chu Yi's face and found it exceptionally cute. She lowered her head, smiled slightly, nodded at Chu Yi, and stood up with him.

The group continued their journey towards Gaduo Village, deep in the clouds. Chu Yi walked in front, but his mind was elsewhere, keeping an eye on Zhou Ai.