After treating the wound, Dr. Qin told the doctor, "There is still a bullet stuck in the patient's abdomen. I checked it and the bullet is embedded too deep. Under the circumstances, I couldn't remove it for him."
The doctor frowned. The three bullets had hit his body, but thankfully none had struck vital organs, allowing the soldier to survive until he reached the hospital. However, his condition was now precarious; the wounds were completely infected, and he had a high fever, making it difficult to remove the bullets.
If the high fever can be brought down, everything will be fine; if it can't, then it'll be troublesome. The attending physician thought for a moment and said, "The patient's condition is not very optimistic right now. Dr. Qin, you are a doctor yourself, so you know this. If the high fever caused by the wound infection can be brought down, everything will be fine. The problem is that if the high fever doesn't go down, then it will be difficult to handle."
Doctor Qin nodded. "I know. The patient lost too much blood, but the bleeding stopped. His condition wasn't very good at the time, but he pulled through. He didn't have a fever for several hours afterward, but I didn't expect the wound to get infected."
"Let's get his fever down first. If it doesn't go down, we'll decide what to do next." Doctor Qin had considered asking Old Huang for help if all else failed, but it would take dozens of hours to get here from Beijing, and he wasn't sure if they could make it in time.
After the doctor left, Qin Junyi looked at Shao Fei, whose eyes were red. He walked over and patted Shao Fei on the shoulder, "It'll be alright, Mo Li will pull through."
Shao Fei broke down in tears, hugging Doctor Qin and sobbing. "Doctor Qin, Mo Li... Mo Li didn't have to suffer like this. He was shot while saving me. I was the one who was originally shot, but Mo Li pushed me away and couldn't dodge, so he was hit. The second shot, he didn't dodge for the sake of his comrade in front of him."
"With Mo Li's skills, chasing after that fleeing man would have been no problem at all. But he was wounded when he chased after him, taking a bullet and being cut by a knife." Shao Fei cried so hard he could barely breathe. They had been in the military camp together for several years, and he had never seen Gu Mo Li in such a weak and exhausted state.
In Shao Fei's memory, Gu Moli was spirited and energetic, not the lifeless, motionless figure lying on the hospital bed.
Doctor Qin sighed and patted Shao Fei, who was crying like a child while holding him. As a military doctor, he had seen many soldiers who sacrificed their lives for their country; they were all great and worthy of respect.
Every year, countless soldiers are injured or lose their lives on missions. Doctor Qin was powerless to help; although he was a doctor, he couldn't outrun the Grim Reaper.
He understood Shao Fei's distress; his comrade-in-arms, who had fought alongside him, was now facing an uncertain fate in his life—anyone would feel pain in that situation. Doctor Qin remained silent, unsure of what to say.
Gu Moli had a persistent fever that would subside only to return immediately, going back and forth. He was muttering to himself, and Shao Fei had to lean close to hear what he was saying.
"Xingran... Xingran..." Gu Moli kept calling out these two words. Shao Fei, of course, knew what those two words meant. He silently thought to himself, "Moli wants to see the person you can't forget. As long as you get through this, you can see her."
Su Xingran, who is far away in Beijing and is being thought of by Gu Moli, is also experiencing her first turning point since becoming an adult.
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