At this moment, a military vehicle suddenly stopped at the entrance.

"Young Marshal, it seems there’s a dispute inside."

The man responded softly, his voice rich and slightly hoarse, yet with a crispness that was heavenly. Just from the voice alone, one could tell that this man held a high position of power, possessing the authority and charisma unique to a leader.

The car door opened, and a man stepped out.

Wearing a military uniform, he looked dashing and upright, accentuating his tall and well-defined figure. His face, with its distinct contours, bore no expression. His brows were like swords, and his eyes were clear, with thin lips and a commanding presence between his eyebrows. The three gold stars on his shoulder were eye-catching, and he exuded the solemnity and iron-will characteristic of a soldier.

This was a very charismatic man.

The man walked steadily forward, reaching the entrance of the alley. His gaze swept inside, his eyes turning cold, before he stepped forward with swift and ferocious kicks to send the men beating Xiao Zhi flying.

The subordinate following behind wiped his sweat.

He hadn’t even made a move, and it was already over.

Young Marshal, could you leave some face-saving opportunities for him in the future?

This small matter doesn’t require your personal action!

The man bent down and gently picked up the unconscious Xiao Zhi, his actions tender despite being a soldier with an iron will, "It’s all right now."

Just three simple words, carrying a subtle gentleness.

Covered in wounds, with bruises all over, Xiao Zhi, who had been groaning continuously, quieted down instantly upon hearing this voice.

"To the military hospital." The man got into the car holding Xiao Zhi, paused, and spoke with a cold tone, "Send those men straight to the police station, give them a good lesson. They’ve become so audacious that they’d even beat a child."

"Yes, Young Marshal."

A moment of silence for those men. Dealing with the Young Marshal, who has a soft spot for children, they are bound to face some hardships.

...

As the night deepens, the military hospital remains brightly lit, with doctors and nurses bustling about nervously.

The large intensive care unit is quiet. Tong Yan lies there with her eyes closed, silent as if she has already departed, were it not for the monitors showing that everything is normal.

Every minute, every second passes slowly, almost torturously.

Bo Yimo had never known he could be this frightened before, fearing the break of dawn, fearing she would continue sleeping like this, fearing the sudden alarm from the monitors... fearing many things, all related to her.

Darling, please wake up quickly, or I will go insane.

At this moment, Xiao Yi knocked on the door of the intensive care unit. He hesitated before knocking, knowing the timing wasn’t right to disturb the Second Young Master, but the news from the second master was important: the Young Little Master had gone missing.

Bo Yimo opened the ICU door, "What’s the matter?"

Xiao Yi lowered his head, "Second Young Master, Young Little Master Xiao Zhi is missing."

Just as he said this, footsteps were heard from behind him.

Xiao Yi turned his head and saw his elder brother, Young Marshal Bo, Huaxia’s youngest Young Marshal, Bo Qingzhi, walking over with a child in his arms.

This child seemed to be... the Young Little Master??

Xiao Yi: ...

What kind of combination is this?

And couldn’t he have arrived a few minutes earlier!

Bo Yimo reached out to take Xiao Zhi, but was avoided, "I’ll hold him, you stay with your wife."

Xiao Zhi, whose wounds had all been cleaned and bandaged, was now weak and sleeping. It was late at night, a time when children shouldn’t be staying up, but resting.