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Chapter 347 Embarking on the Journey Home

In Jerry's manor, every room has its own private bathroom.

It must be said that the house designs here were indeed at the forefront of the times at that time.

Lu Sheng carefully washed Shen Li's hands clean, his fingertips gently stroking the calluses on her fingertips, his movements revealing a tenderness that was hard to detect.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he slowly began to speak: "Lili, I..."

Shen Li keenly caught the hesitation in his tone, looked up at him, and asked with a hint of doubt in her eyes, "What's wrong?"

She gazed at Lu Sheng's furrowed brows, his eyes swirling with conflict and unspoken words, and wondered to herself: Was he still bothered by what had just happened? Surely not.

Lu Sheng met Shen Lirou's gentle gaze, but the words that were on the tip of his tongue were ultimately swallowed back.

Don't ask... This might be a moment of tenderness bestowed upon him by God out of pity for what he could not have.

He cannot break this fragile balance.

Shen Li withdrew her hand, picked up a towel from the side, and gently wiped the water stains from his fingertips and palms, saying softly, "Alright, you should get some rest too."

For the next two days, Lu Sheng and the unconscious Ming Xiangyang used the ointment that Ming Cheng had brought.

The effect was truly amazing; the wound healed more than twice as fast as expected.

On the morning of the fourth day, just as dawn was breaking, Professor Li, along with Lu Sheng, Lao San, Lao Wu, and others, climbed into the cargo container.

Shen Li stood to the side, watching Professor Li's figure, and said softly, "Professor Li, thank you for your hard work this time."

Professor Li nodded slightly, his eyes filled with certainty: "It's not hard work. Being able to go back with everyone is better than anything else."

Jerry personally led the group to the airport.

With flights so scarce right now, they've managed to secure a dedicated flight route.

If this were in later times, it would be nothing short of a fantasy—the flight routes for every time period were completely booked, leaving no gaps whatsoever.

Ming Xiangyang still showed no signs of waking up.

At first, when Lu Sheng woke up, Shen Li was overjoyed. But as the days went by and Ming Xiangyang remained asleep, her joy was gradually eroded by worry, and her heart sank.

After boarding the plane, a hospital bed was specially arranged for Ming Xiangyang so that everyone could take better care of him.

Shen Li's heart, which had been hanging in suspense for many days, finally settled down after everyone had successfully passed through security and were seated in the cabin.

The plane slowly took off, breaking through the clouds, and Professor Li and Lu Sheng emerged from the cargo box at the back.

Jerry accompanied them to China to provide protection.

Lu Sheng's injuries are healing very well; the scabbed wounds have begun to itch, which is a sign of healing.

Shen Li's gaze fell on the third brother and his group—they were all Lu Sheng's comrades-in-arms, all with buzz cuts, and their brows and eyes carried the unique toughness and composure of soldiers.

As everyone watched the ground outside the window gradually shrink, a look of relief appeared on their faces. Finally, they were safely on their way home.

The third brother patted Lu Sheng on the shoulder, his voice filled with undisguised emotion: "Boss, we're finally back safely."

Lu Sheng looked at him, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, and softly replied, "Yes."

The fifth brother turned his face away, his voice low: "It's just a pity about the second and fourth brothers... Out of the ten of us, only four of us came back."

Shen Li's heart clenched suddenly, and her fingertips unconsciously clenched.

The sixth brother sighed and added, "That's how it is when you're on a mission abroad. If something goes wrong, you often can't even bring your body back; you can only be buried in a foreign land."

One sentence plunged the cabin into a deathly silence.

At this moment, Professor Li said sadly, "Everyone has worked hard, but for the cause of our motherland, we must continue to work hard."

The sixth brother nodded: "Fortunately, the mission was completed, otherwise the sacrifice of our comrades would have been even more in vain."

Everyone hung their heads, and the air was filled with sorrow and heaviness.

Looking at the desolation in the eyes of these tough men, Shen Li suddenly had a thought—she never wanted her older brother to carry out such dangerous missions again.

She admitted to being selfish. Rather than letting Lu Sheng sacrifice himself for the country and fight bloody battles, she hoped that he could live a peaceful and smooth life and contribute his strength in the way he was good at, rather than risking his life.

All she wanted was for her family to be together, healthy, and to stay together for life.

Even though they were out of danger, the thought of their compatriots who would be left forever in foreign lands filled them with no joy whatsoever.

Lu Sheng broke the silence, his tone reassuring: "Get some rest, everyone. This flight will take twenty hours, so make sure you're well-rested."

"Yes, boss." The sixth brother responded and slowly closed his eyes.

As the crowd gradually quieted down, Lu Sheng remained restless and uneasy.

His mind was a mess, filled with thoughts of how he would make a living after returning home—he had no memory of Lu Sheng, so how could he keep up in Lu Sheng's position while wearing this body?

Retirement is obviously not realistic, so what about changing careers?

Although he is quick-witted, everyone has their own expertise, and many professional matters ultimately require real skills.

In terms of skill alone, he is far inferior to the real Lu Sheng.

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. He could only secretly resolve that when he got back, he would search through all the ancient books and study them carefully—how exactly did his soul enter Lu Sheng's body?

Did they accidentally eat something, or is there something else going on?

Even he himself couldn't figure out what was going on.

The plane took off promptly at 10 a.m. and landed smoothly at Beijing Airport at 6 a.m. the next morning.

To avoid giving themselves away, Lu Sheng and his group climbed back into the cargo box. Then, someone arranged for the "goods" inside to be delivered to Shen Li's processing plant.

Shen Li did not get involved in these follow-up matters; they were all arranged by Lu Sheng and his team—they still had unfinished work to take care of.

Shen Li asked Zhao Qing to take Jerry to the hotel to settle in first, while he followed Ming Cheng to take Ming Xiangyang back to the Ming family.

As soon as the car entered Ming Xiangyang's courtyard, Butler Hu rushed over. Upon seeing the unconscious Ming Xiangyang, his expression instantly changed, and his voice was full of anxiety: "What happened to the young master?"

Mingcheng's expression was grave: "Our master is injured and has been unconscious."

Uncle Hu stepped forward quickly, his fingers trembling as he took Ming Xiangyang's pulse. His brows furrowed instantly, and his face grew increasingly pale.

Seeing this, Shen Li's heart tightened, and she felt her heart leap into her throat.

Just as Uncle Hu was about to say something, Mingcheng quickly interrupted, "Uncle Hu, let's settle the master into bed first. We can talk about anything else after we're settled."

Uncle Hu then came to his senses and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes... settle the master first."

Mingcheng and Mingxing carefully lifted Ming Xiangyang up and carried him towards the bedroom.

Shen Li followed closely behind, her steps hesitant—she had never set foot in Ming Xiangyang's bedroom before.

As soon as you push open the door, you are greeted by the rich atmosphere of a medieval aristocratic family.

The room was furnished in an antique style, with elegant tables, chairs, and ornaments. However, a group photo on the bedside table seemed somewhat out of place.

Shen Li's gaze involuntarily lingered on the photograph.

That was a group photo taken when they graduated from high school. The two stood side by side, looking calmly at the camera, their expressions indifferent, even somewhat reluctant.