"ah……"
Ling Huanwu's scream startled a flock of early-rising seabirds on the mudflats.
She was trembling as she held Zhou Jiuzhen, who was slumped on the rock.
She pressed the wound on his forehead, recalling the sight of her mother-in-law bleeding profusely from her head when the accident happened.
A huge panic gripped her, fearing that Zhou Jiuzhen would also die like her mother-in-law.
Looking around at the empty rocky top, she couldn't understand how a small rock could suddenly jump out and hit Zhou Jiuzhen, leaving him with a bloody head.
Fortunately, the two fishermen who had secretly gone out to sea last night happened to come again early this morning. They heard Ling Huanwu's cries for help and together they took her to the army base.
After the military escort boat took the two ashore, it immediately took them to a hospital in the city.
Zhou Jiuzhen bled a lot during the journey, and the gauze used to press on the wound was changed countless times.
Before he became completely drowsy, he still forced himself to tell Ling Huanwu that he was fine.
What made Ling Huanwu even more desperate was that whenever Zhou Jiuzhen had an accident, the space would malfunction and become inaccessible.
As a result, he himself couldn't even use the magical spring water that could cure all diseases.
Ling Huanwu was filled with regret. If only she had stored a dozen or so buckets of spiritual spring water at home, she wouldn't be being chased around like a monkey outside the emergency room, bombarded with questions.
The guard was so nervous that his whole body tensed up. He asked her why his battalion commander was injured at the beach so early in the morning.
Political Commissar Hao was utterly exhausted, repeating the same question like a tape recorder: "Why were you on the rocks by the sea? Did you spend the whole night watching the ocean?"
Ling Huanwu's face flushed red, and she looked towards the emergency room, on the verge of tears.
She couldn't very well tell people that she and their supposedly abstinent commander had spent the whole night having an absurd affair on the beach, could she?
Just then, a nurse from the emergency room took off her mask and came out to ask, "Which of you has type A blood? Go donate blood right away..."
The group of people at the door were completely clueless. They exchanged glances, all looking utterly bewildered. "I don't know what blood type we are!"
"Exactly, I've never been tested before. Can I get tested now?"
Political Commissar Hao and his comrades chatted amongst themselves, rolling up their sleeves, eager for the nurses to draw their blood.
The nurse was completely bewildered. "What are you all doing? There's no time to wait until the test results come back before giving a blood transfusion..."
"I'm blood type A, take my blood!"
Ling Huanwu rolled up her sleeves and pulled the nurse to the blood-drawing room.
When Ling Huanwu finished drawing 400ml of blood, she felt a little dizzy.
She had barely managed to sit down when the nurses from the emergency room came out again, looking anxious. "We don't have enough blood! Hurry! The patient's blood pressure is too low and her life is in danger. Anyone want to donate blood?"
Commissar Hao and the others were extremely anxious. Where could they find someone who knew they had type A blood in such a short time?
Ling Huanwu didn't think much of it and stood up, replying, "I'm fine, I can still donate blood."
Without hesitation, she turned around and went back into the blood-drawing room.
When she came out with the cotton swab on her arm, she leaned against the wall and finally fainted, unable to hold on any longer.
All that could be heard were the anxious shouts of Political Commissar Hao and his men...
In the hospital ward.
There was a buzzing sound next to me.
Zhou Jiuzhen thought that Huanwu must be extremely worried and needed to wake up immediately.
But my eyelids felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and I couldn't open my eyes no matter what I did.
He felt as if he had fallen into an icy lake, his body chilled to the bone.
The image of a boy flashed through my mind.
The boy stood by the bridge, watching him struggle in the lake, his face expressionless, before turning and leaving.
He cried out "Brother!" but the boy's steps were firm, and he never turned around.
At that moment, his young heart was severely wounded, and his soul seemed to plummet to the bottom of the lake.
In that icy lake, a soft, choked "Brother" was like a ray of hope illuminating his heart as it was about to sink to the bottom.
He was astonished to find a little girl struggling and drowning in the lake.
Perhaps her will to survive was too strong, the little girl struggled to surface for air by stepping on his shoulders.
At that moment, the sense of justice his father had taught him unleashed an unprecedented power within him. He turned and hugged the little girl from behind, her round little belly bulging, and used his rudimentary swimming skills to drag her ashore.
On the lawn.
The little boy stared in disbelief at the little girl who was soaking wet.
The little girl was exquisitely beautiful, with her eyes tightly closed.
Two chubby little legs remained motionless, and the little puffy skirt on top was flipped up, making them look as cute as two fleshy lotus roots.
He inexplicably wiped the corner of his mouth, which was dripping with what he couldn't tell was either lake water or saliva.
This little girl was actually the fiancée he had specially come to Yuncheng to find.
He pressed on the little girl's tummy and blew air into her mouth, but he still couldn't wake her up.
Later, he carried her on his back to the hospital and saw his mother when she was young.
Watching the little girl being wheeled in for emergency treatment, he finally remembered the fact that his brother had pushed him into the lake, and he sat on the corridor and burst into tears.
Wang Guihua looked down and teased him with a smile, "Little Fatty, did you like that girl just now? Why were you crying so anxiously? Where are your family?"
He wiped his nose and cried even louder, shaking his head repeatedly in despair, "I don't like her, and I don't like my family, sob sob sob..."
In that hospital filled with disinfectant, Wang Guihua's young face was deeply etched in his mind.
As Wang Guihua's kind face gradually disappeared from his sight, Zhou Jiuzhen, lying on the hospital bed, slowly opened his eyes a crack, and a tear slowly slid down from the corner of his eye.
Suddenly, a woman's cold voice rang in my ears, filled with reproach and resentment.
"You're a grown man, how can you act so recklessly, getting into fights in the detention center?"
"Luckily, I happened to come to see you and found out you were taken to the hospital. Do you know that the doctor just said you almost didn't make it?"
Zhou Jiuzhen squinted and looked around, realizing he was in a hospital room.
The person speaking was a family member from the next bed.
He originally didn't want to eavesdrop on other people's privacy and was about to get up and call someone to ask where Huanwu was.
But then he heard the woman beside him lower her voice and continue to complain coldly, "The doctor just said you lost too much blood and told me to find someone with type A blood to give you a transfusion. I went to the blood drawing room and happened to see someone donating blood to the person in the next bed. Luckily, I was smart and slipped some money to the nurse so she could give you that bag of type A blood first, which saved your life."
The man in the next bed, after being complained about for a long time, finally asked his first question since entering the ward, his voice hoarse: "What if something happens to the comrade in the next bed if you keep taking his blood bag like this?"
The woman threw down the apple she was peeling, her voice filled with anger, "Zhao Dagou, what kind of attitude is this? If your brother were still alive, and we treated him well, he would have hugged us and cried tears of gratitude!"
"Don't worry, the man in the next bed is perfectly fine, isn't he? It's just that the woman donated blood twice. Sigh, that woman is weak; she fainted after donating blood twice."
Zhou Jiuzhen, who was lying on the next hospital bed, suddenly felt a loud bang in his head, and all the blood in his body rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head!
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