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The sea breeze swept in, carrying a heavy, salty, and damp smell.

Su Xingmian frowned deeply.

This humidity made this fierce flower feel extremely uncomfortable.

She really disliked the island environment.

A thick military overcoat was pulled down over her head, covering her completely.

Zhou Bingheng stepped forward half a step, his broad shoulders shielding her from the wind.

"Bear with it, this is just how the climate is here."

He casually fastened the top snap for her.

Su Xingmian tucked her chin into her fur collar and gave a muffled reply.

The military vehicles drove all the way into the garrison hospital.

When they arrived at the inpatient building, Fang Lan and Zhou Bingwen were already waiting by the flower bed.

As soon as the car door opened, Fang Lan went straight to Su Xingmian and hugged her tightly as she got out of the car.

"My good daughter!"

Fang Lan's eyes were red and her voice was trembling.

The shout drew the attention of passing guards and nurses.

"Mom, it's windy outside." Zhou Bingwen followed behind, his face also full of excitement. "Second sister-in-law, you've finally arrived!"

Fang Lan then let go of her hand, afraid that the sea breeze might harm her delicate second daughter-in-law, and pulled her towards the VIP ward.

The VIP ward is at the far end of the third floor.

Zhou Bingyuan, the eldest brother of the Zhou family, who was on the verge of death with a persistent high fever a few days ago, is now sitting upright on the headboard.

He was extremely thin, his face was deathly pale, and he was struggling to breathe.

Dean Ma Chengchuan is leading two attending physicians in conducting routine examinations.

Fang Lan pulled Su Xingmian to the bedside. "Bingyuan, this is Xingmian."

Zhou Bingyuan stared at his petite and delicate sister-in-law.

He'd heard enough these past few days; that life-saving pill was made by her.

He braced himself against the edge of the bed with both hands, trying hard to sit up straight and express his gratitude.

Su Xingmian reacted quickly and pressed down on the side of his shoulder that wasn't bandaged.

"Brother, don't move, your wound hasn't healed yet."

She then slid her fingers down and placed them on Zhou Bingyuan's wrist.

The ward was eerily quiet.

Ma Chengchuan stretched his neck and even slowed his breathing.

Su Xingmian understood.

The pill cleared the deadly infection, but damaged the spleen and right lung, leaving the patient severely depleted of qi and blood.

Relying solely on Western medicine would require at least six months of bed rest.

She unbuttoned her coat, handed it to Zhou Bingheng, and pulled out a needle pouch from her sleeve.

Zhou Bingwen's eyes lit up, and he quickly squeezed forward.

We'll get to see Second Sister-in-law's amazing skill in snatching people from the jaws of death again.

The needle pouches were laid out in a row on the bedside table.

Zhou Bingwen glanced over and was stunned.

"Second sister-in-law, the number of needles doesn't match up. I remember there were twelve, how come there are eighteen?"

Everyone in the room looked over.

Su Xingmian didn't stop what she was doing; she was already thinking about what kind of name to make up.

Zhou Bingheng stepped forward, placing half of his body in front of Su Xingmian.

"Xingmian has been studying Grandma Su's medical manuscripts recently, and has made great progress in Su's acupuncture techniques. Those specially made needles can't be bought on the market, so I found a special channel to give her the needles again, making a set of eighteen needles."

Zhou Bingwen scratched his head. "Oh, I see. Second Brother, you're so thoughtful."

He wanted to ask where they got those special needles, but seeing his second brother's face, he swallowed his words.

Su Xingmian mentally gave her old fox a thumbs up.

This ability to lie without even thinking is truly flawless.

Zhou Bingheng had already taken off his elder brother's shirt.

"Brother, it hurts a little, bear with it."

She pulled out a silver needle, gently twirled it with her fingertips, and a faint blue halo emanated from the needle tip.

The needle moved with lightning speed.

All eighteen silver needles were inserted into Zhou Bingyuan's major acupoints.

With a slight tremor of the wrist, a faint life force of plants flowed continuously into this broken body.

Ma Chengchuan watched with his heart pounding.

He had the privilege of seeing Su Yuanzhen use this technique before, but now he saw it as even more exquisite.

Zhou Bingyuan, who had been experiencing excruciating pain in his lungs even when breathing, suddenly relaxed the muscles on his face.

About twenty minutes later.

A dull, bone-scraping pain shot up from my chest and abdomen, worse than surgery.

Zhou Bingyuan clenched his fists, the veins on the back of his hands bulging, but he didn't utter a sound.

Ten minutes later, he started coughing violently and uncontrollably, making a gurgling sound from his chest.

Fang Lan quickly picked up the spittoon.

Zhou Bingyuan bent down and coughed up several mouthfuls of thick, dark yellow phlegm mixed with blood clots.

Su Xingmian calmly put away the needles.

Zhou Bingyuan tried moving his right leg and felt no stiffness.

He braced himself against the edge of the bed with both hands and stood up directly from the hospital bed.

This really scared Ma Chengchuan.

"Commander Zhou, you just had surgery a few days ago, you absolutely must not get out of bed."

Zhou Bingyuan raised his hand and pushed Ma Chengchuan aside.

He stood ramrod straight, his breathing smoother than ever before.

"I'm fine. My chest feels better, and the wound doesn't hurt anymore."

Ma Chengchuan watched in stunned silence.

This was completely inexplicable by existing medical theories, and he rubbed his hands together excitedly.

"Master Su has a worthy successor! This Su-style acupuncture technique is definitely surpassing its master!"

Zhou Bingyuan stood firmly.

Zhou Bingwen stepped forward to offer his hand for support, but was pushed away.

This tough regimental commander, who had been navigating the storms of the south for over a decade, strode up to Su Xingmian.

Feet together.

"Whoosh!"

He raised his hand and gave a perfectly standard and powerful military salute.

Su Xingmian was startled and quickly moved half a step closer to Zhou Bingheng.

"Big brother, what are you doing?"

Zhou Bingyuan didn't lower his hand. "Sister-in-law, take it."

His voice was a little hoarse.

"Your pill and these injections saved more than just my life, Zhou Bingyuan. If I had died like that, losing that box, I would have been a cowardly shirking responsibility. By saving me, you upheld my bottom line as a soldier."

He lowered his hand.

"I won't bother with formalities, brother. From now on, in the Zhou family, if anyone dares to make you suffer even the slightest grievance, I'll be the first to object. Your affairs are my affairs from now on."

A man of iron will keeps his word.

After Ma Chengchuan left, Fang Lan also pulled Zhou Bingwen to get hot water.

In the corner, Old Xu, the political commissar of the Navy Independent Regiment who had been silent all along, walked over and spread a large-scale, yellowish nautical chart of the south on the small round table.

Zhou Bingyuan pointed to a red circle on the nautical chart.

"The typhoon was too strong at the time, and the boom broke. The box containing the data from the 'South Survey-07-A' satellite fell into the water in this area."

Political Commissar Xu then spoke.

"Political Commissar Zhou, the situation is very bad. The area designated by the regimental commander is the place that our navy usually dreads the most; the local fishermen call it 'the place where even ghosts tremble.'"

Su Xingmian leaned over and took a look.

What is meant by "even ghosts fear you"?

Political Commissar Xu sighed, his face full of frustration.

"This is a large group of underwater reefs. But the most deadly thing is not the reefs, but the huge forests of giant seaweed growing underwater. Some of these seaweeds can grow to tens of meters long and are as thick as hemp ropes, densely intertwined together."

"Our sonar equipment only detected noise reflected back by the seaweed; it couldn't detect the actual situation on the seabed at all. We sent down three groups of our most elite frogmen to investigate, but they were all entangled by the seaweed and almost didn't make it back up."

Political Commissar Xu slammed his fist heavily on the edge of the table.

"We could have taken our time to carefully remove the seaweed one by one before searching. But the Jiang family interfered!"

Zhou Bingheng pulled over a chair for Su Xingmian to sit down, and then stood behind her.

"Through their connections at the top of the military, they forcibly established a joint search and rescue command. Under the pretext of improving efficiency, they acquired a batch of imported deep-sea diving equipment."

Political Commissar Xu gritted his teeth.

"That equipment has a completely mechanical casing, with a high-strength cutting tool at the front. They're not afraid of getting tangled in seaweed at all; they just forcibly carve a path through the seabed!"

"What's most infuriating is that the Jiang family, with the approval from the joint command, drove all of our independent regiment's search and rescue ships to the outer perimeter. They insisted that our makeshift methods would damage the seabed topography and interfere with their mechanical operations."

Zhou Bingyuan sat on the hospital bed, his face ashen.

"This is blatant robbery! They're relying on their advanced equipment to try and get the boxes out first, then pin the blame on my Independent Regiment. That Jiang family kid, Jiang Shuo, is really arrogant."

Political Commissar Xu looked utterly hopeless.

"No matter how thick that seaweed forest is, it can't withstand the relentless cutting of the machinery day and night. At their pace, they'll have turned the central area upside down in two days at most. It's only a matter of time before the boxes fall into their hands."

The air pressure in the ward dropped to freezing.

Zhou Bingyuan clenched his fists tightly.

He would rather face a military court himself than watch his hard work become a stepping stone for the Jiang family to climb the social ladder.

"Two days..." Zhou Bingheng tapped the table lightly.

When Su Xingmian heard the words "seaweed forest," her mind immediately started racing.

If you want to find something in an area surrounded by plants, who in this world can be faster than her?

She looked up.

Zhou Bingheng happened to look down at her as well.

Their eyes met.

A fleeting, dark green light flashed in the depths of Su Xingmian's pupils.

Speak in the sweetest voice.

"Brother, this is my first time visiting an island in the South China Sea. I've never seen the ocean before. I'd like to go aboard a ship and feel the breeze, is that alright?"

Commissar Xu was stunned for a moment. What time was it? Why was the regimental commander's sister-in-law still thinking about going to the beach to enjoy the breeze?

Zhou Bingheng picked up the military overcoat from the back of the chair.

"Big brother, you get some rest. I'll take care of things here."

"We've been taking her on the train for days, she's so bored. Let's go out to sea for some fresh air."

After saying that, ignoring his elder brother's astonished expression, Zhou Bingheng took Su Xingmian's hand and pushed open the door to walk out.

We drove towards the heavily guarded coastline.