Chapter 73: Hanging by a Thread

When Chu Yehan rode his motorcycle to the foot of the mountain where the camp was located, day and night, a huge gray mushroom cloud just happened to rise on the horizon.

Chu Yehan looked up at the distant sky billowing with thick smoke, his eyes splitting with rage.

He was late!

Damn it, he was clearly the first to set off, rushing on the road day and night, yet he was still a step late.

Chu Yehan threw away the motorcycle he was riding, took a step, and stumbled toward the mountain. At this time, the entire mountain had been sealed off layer by layer by the peacekeeping force, and no one was allowed to approach. Chu Yehan was blocked at the foot of the mountain.

"Move aside, I'm going in!" Chu Yehan tried to break in regardless of everything.

The peacekeeping soldier opposite had a cold expression on his face and raised his gun barrel:

"Unauthorized personnel are not allowed to enter."

Chu Yehan was almost going crazy, "I'm not unauthorized personnel, I am... I am the hostage's..."

Chu Yehan opened his mouth and stammered for a long time, but helplessly discovered that he had no relationship with Shi Yi at all, not even counting as a basic friend!

The peacekeeping soldier didn't even wait for Chu Yehan to finish speaking, and the cold machine gun was pressed directly against his forehead.

"I told you to step back, don't you understand?"

Seeing this, Chu Yehan had no choice but to step back a few steps helplessly. Just then, his pupils lit up as he looked into the distance.

He saw a man running over from inside, wearing a crisp camouflage uniform, tall, his whole body exuding a chilling aura; it was Qin Hao Bei.

"Brother Bei, it's me! Chu Yehan!"

Chu Yehan shouted loudly, while waving his arms excitedly at Qin Hao Bei.

"Let me in quickly! I'm looking for someone!"

However, Qin Hao Bei's gaze didn't linger on Chu Yehan at all. His face was pale, his gaze worried as he lowered his head, running forward without stopping, and soon disappeared from sight.

Just then, Chu Yehan noticed—he seemed to be holding someone in his arms.

Chu Yehan couldn't see the person's face, nor did he know if the person was alive or dead, because "it" was wrapped in a green military blanket, the face hidden in the crook of Qin Hao Bei's arm, revealing only a pale, slender wrist, hanging powerlessly to one side.

Chu Yehan's breathing suddenly choked, and it seemed as if a string at the bottom of his heart had broken with a "snap."

That was a woman's wrist.

"Who is that woman? Is she still alive?!"

Chu Yehan's eyes were dyed with a layer of scarlet, and he asked urgently.

The peacekeeping soldier just turned his head and looked at him expressionlessly, "Don't know."

Qin Hao Bei's face was full of indignation, a raging fire burning in the bottom of his heart, about to explode:

"How can you not know? The woman's skin is pale, clearly a Chinese person; is she the hostage you rescued, Shi Yi?!"

The peacekeeping soldier was finally made impatient by Chu Yehan.

"Sir, who are you questioning? This is a battlefield, not your family's backyard. If you have any questions, go ask your Chinese embassy! I have nothing to say here. If you don't leave, I'm going to fire a warning shot!"

At this moment, Chu Yehan only felt the world spinning, the whole world seeming to be covered in a layer of gray...

The wrist hanging powerlessly in Qin Hao Bei's arms seemed like some kind of ominous omen, lingering in his mind. It was as if something was grabbing and gnawing at his heart, making it impossible for him to breathe!

Shi Yi, is she really, really...

After a long while, Chu Yehan took a deep breath and regained a trace of sanity. He gritted his teeth fiercely and muttered to himself:

Shi Yi... no matter what, I, Chu Yehan, will see the person if she's alive, and see the corpse if she's dead!

The helicopter propellers spun rapidly, driving a huge cyclone, and the fuselage slowly rose into the air.

Inside the cabin, the pale girl's eyes were closed, unresponsive. The rise and fall of her chest was already very weak, and blood kept overflowing from the corners of her mouth, taking away the warmth of her life... Qin Hao Bei wiped it frantically with a handkerchief, but could never wipe it clean.

It was as if he had tried every method, yet still couldn't hinder the passing of the girl's life.

Qin Hao Bei's heart ached until it was numb. In his 25 years of life, he had always had everything go his way, but this was the first time he felt a deep, bone-deep sense of powerlessness.

"Shi Yi... Shen Xingyao... Little Lame Girl!"

"I beg you to hold on..."

"I said, I would take you home..."

Twenty minutes later, the plane stopped on the top floor of the Sozali National Hospital, which was also the only hospital still operating in the entire Sozali country.

Shi Yi was sent into the emergency room, but soon a black doctor walked out of the emergency room. He said with a regretful expression:

"I'm sorry, the patient was injected with a high concentration of the Ebola virus, with multiple internal hemorrhages, and has already shown signs of organ failure. She needs surgery as soon as possible, but her physical condition is extremely poor—anemia, pulmonary fibrosis, missing a kidney... Under these conditions, the surgical risk is extremely high. We cannot perform surgery here; it is recommended that the patient be transferred immediately."

Qin Hao Bei was almost driven crazy with anger. He grabbed the collar of the black doctor's white coat, his sword-like brows raised, and said:

"What kind of nonsense are you talking about?! You are the only hospital in the whole of Sozali, where the hell do you want me to transfer her to?!"

The doctor's face turned red, and he said with difficulty:

"But... the level of our doctors and medical equipment here... cannot meet the conditions for surgery... even if it is done, the probability of death is very high."

Qin Hao Bei felt a raging fire in the bottom of his heart. He exerted sudden force, wishing he could strangle this damn black ghost immediately.

"Say it again, what do you mean by death? You haven't treated her yet, why do you say it's a dead end? A person like you is not worthy of being a doctor at all!"

Just then, a sharp reprimand sounded from the corridor in the distance: "Xiao Bei, let go!"

Qin Hao Bei turned his head and saw Li Hui running over quickly, followed by a doctor in a white coat from far away.

Qin Hao Bei gritted his teeth, then let go and called out "Brother Hui."

"Hao Bei, look who I brought for you!"

Qin Hao Bei looked closely, and the doctor walking over from far away was not black, but Chinese. And the person's face was actually somewhat familiar...

"Doctor Chen?!"

Qin Hao Bei suddenly realized that the person who came was the doctor he had saved half a month ago, and also Shi Yi's captain, Chen Mo!

Chen Mo's face was still a bit pale, and he had lost a circle of weight, but his gaze was exceptionally firm and solemn. He didn't have much small talk, put on his surgical gown directly, and said decisively to Qin Hao Bei:

"Sorry for resting for so long."

"Xiao Yi, leave her to me." ===== CHAPTER 74 =====