Ning Yuan's pupils constricted... her hand was covered in blood.
All she could hear was his hoarse, gentle voice before he collapsed: "It's a promise, I won't be angry anymore... my love..."
Ah Heng grabbed Rong Zhaonan and shouted sternly—
"Medic!! Medic—!!!"
A flurry of footsteps rushed by as many people surged forward.
The image of Chen Chen's ugly and cold face flashed before her eyes, along with the panic in the eyes of the other soldiers and their shouts, all mixed together into a chaotic, buzzing noise that numbed her brain.
"At least two penetrating gunshot wounds! The extent of the other injuries is unclear, but there has been significant blood loss!"
"Tourette! Quick! Stop the bleeding first!!"
"Stretcher—! Get on the stretcher—!"
...
She didn't know how she got on the bus or how she ended up at the hospital.
"Xiao Ning, Xiao Ning, let go!"
Ah Heng suddenly called out anxiously in her ear.
Her mind felt like it was submerged in water; everything she heard was shrouded in a barrier, and everything seemed to move in slow motion. She had never felt so sluggish before.
Why let go? If you let go, he'll fall!
She looked down at her hands and realized that, without her noticing, her knuckles were gripping his sleeve almost spasmodically.
"Let go, little sister, Anan will be alright." Wei Heng hugged her shoulders and said in a deep voice.
A sharp pain shot through her shoulder as her shoulder was gripped tightly. Her older brother's voice was like a net, instantly pulling her out of the "water"!
She instantly saw the person lying on the bed.
His face was pale, his eyes were closed, his hair was soaked with cold sweat, and he was wearing an oxygen mask.
The camouflage uniform and the bulletproof vest on it were removed, revealing the bandaged chest and abdomen, which were tightly bound, with blood seeping from the gauze.
The doctors and nurses were all beside the mobile stretcher, and the operating room was right in front of them.
There was a bunch of soldiers squatting nearby. She recognized some of them, but there were many others she hadn't seen before. Everyone looked very grim.
Ning Yuan trembled and abruptly released her grip.
The doctor and nurses immediately pushed the mobile bed into the operating room.
The operating room light turned on with a "ding".
Ning Yuan felt as if all her strength had been drained away, staring blankly at the lamp.
She wasn't unfamiliar with blood; she even remembered the feeling of cutting through flesh and bone when she wielded a knife in Guangzhou, even though her hand went limp and she was terrified afterward.
Never before had she felt such panic, with his blood covering her body and hands.
My heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly; I couldn't breathe.
"It's okay, Xiao Ning, breathe slowly. You need to calm down. Your brother is still in the operating room. You need to calm down!" Seeing that her expression was not right and her face was pale, Aheng immediately came over, covered her hand with a handkerchief, and patted her back hard.
Ning Yuan took a deep breath, and her stiff limbs seemed to regain their strength, allowing her to breathe smoothly.
Yes, he's still in the operating room. She needs to calm down, she needs to calm down!!
She squeezed her reddened eyes shut and asked in a low voice, "...Brother, why...why did that happen when I was wearing a bulletproof vest?"
Didn't he get permission to wear a full set of imported gear? Why...?
Wei Heng supported Ning Yuan, his heart heavy, but he still answered truthfully: "Yes, bulletproof vests can stop bullets, but under continuous bullet attacks, bulletproof vests will also be penetrated."
When they received the goods in Guangzhou, they had already conducted tests—the bulletproof vest could be penetrated under continuous fire, especially by large-caliber bullets.
Just now, Xiang Ziye emptied the ten bullets in his Czechoslovakian large-caliber pistol—which pierced through Zhao Nan's bulletproof vest.
Wei Heng frowned deeply: "Even if the bullet does not penetrate the bulletproof vest, its impact may still cause non-penetrating injuries to the wearer."
Mild cases result in bruises, while severe cases can lead to fractures and internal organ damage.
Ning Yuan bit her lower lip and suddenly asked softly, "Will it be serious? Will I die?"
Looking at Ning Yuan's face, which was already covered in tears without her realizing it, Wei Heng felt a pang of sadness in his heart.
Wei Heng held her shoulders and comforted her in a low voice: "Zhao Nan is hanging in mid-air and cannot dodge Xiang Ziye's attack!"
He said in a deep voice, "But his head and neck, which are covered by bulletproof vests, were not injured in the most vital areas, which shows that he is already very capable. Zhao Nan is a man who has a plan in mind, and he will definitely pull through."
Ning Yuan looked at her hands, which were covered in dried bloodstains, and trembled slightly, her face growing paler.
Without hesitation, Ah Heng lifted his clothes and said, "We didn't even know what a bulletproof vest was before. My brother has been injured much worse than this. You've seen the bullet holes in his body. He's fine!"
As she spoke, she pointed to her clearly defined abs and waist: "Look, I have them too—a bullet went right through here. Luckily, it was a small-caliber pistol like the Type 54, so it was just one hole. If it were a large-caliber gun, there would be one bullet hole in the front, but in the back, a huge hole would be torn through flesh and bone!"
Wei Heng froze: "..."
Those around: "..."
Ning Yuan looked at the bullet hole in her side, and her tears fell even harder: "Just now, my brother said that Xiang Ziye's gun was a large caliber..."
Wei Heng's face darkened, and with a "whoosh," he ripped off A Heng's clothes, gritting his teeth as he said, "Shut up! If you can't comfort people, then don't! And stop taking off your clothes like that, what kind of talk is that?!"
What kind of behavior is this for a young girl!
Ah Heng shrank back. She just wanted to share her experience and comfort Xiao Ning, but it was just a professional habit that made her speak too quickly!
After Wei Heng finished cursing in annoyance, he immediately turned to Ning Yuan and said gently, "It's different. Zhao Nan is wearing a bulletproof vest, which has a protective effect. Even if the bulletproof vest is penetrated, it will definitely not be as serious as being shot directly!"
Ning Yuan closed her tearful eyes and covered her tears with the back of her hand: "Brother..."
Wei Heng sighed: "Go find a place to change your clothes and wash your hands. Anyone who sees you like this will be shocked, and you'll feel uncomfortable too."
Seeing Ning Yuan standing there motionless, he could only add, "Aunt Wen will be here soon, and... little sister, are you going to stay like this until Zhao Nan's surgery is over?"
Ning Yuan took a deep breath, regained her composure, and then, with tears in her eyes, turned and walked away.
"Come on, let me take you to a place to change your clothes!" Aheng quickly followed, feeling both sorry for his captain brother and sorry for the girl beside him, and was in a flurry of activity.
Wei Heng was really annoyed by A Heng's unreliable appearance. He whispered something to the person next to him and then followed.
Wei Heng borrowed a set of clothes from the nurse on duty, and also bought a bucket and towels, and filled a tub with hot water, which he then gave to Aheng to give to Ning Yuan to change into.
Ah Heng took the things into the bathroom and didn't come out for a while.
Seeing the worry flash in Wei Heng's eyes, A Heng shook his head: "Let her be alone for a while. Crying is a way to vent and transfer her emotions."
Wei Heng sighed and nodded.
He looked at Ah Heng, frowning slightly: "Do you want to get this done too?"
Ah Heng then noticed that there were also bloodstains of her team leader brother on her camouflage uniform. A dark glint flashed in her eyes: "Damn it, that bastard Xiang Ziye died too easily!"
Wei Heng recalled the harrowing events of the night, his expression complex: "Xiang Ziye's body has been recovered, and Ye Qiu's photo is placed on his left chest."
Aheng was taken aback, his expression turning somewhat somber: "When my brother found me, they had already broken up, but I heard they were childhood sweethearts who grew up together. If it weren't for He Su..."
She gritted her teeth: "That vicious bastard deserves to die!"
How could there be such a vicious and extremely selfish woman in this world?
Wei Heng paused for a moment, then said, "He Su's death might cause some trouble."
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