Chapter 281: Hao Manru's Madness
Su Ruo didn't bother with pleasantries to the Dean, directly stating all the equipment she needed for the surgery and saying she needed an assistant with rich surgical experience.
The Dean, upon hearing this, immediately arranged personnel for Su Ruo.
After Su Ruo had arranged everything, she returned to the ward, looking at Song Jingyu on the bed as past scenes flashed through her mind.
Su Ruo reached out and gently stroked Song Jingyu's face, thinking he might never wake again, her heart aching in waves.
She suddenly recalled the scene of Song Jingyu proposing to her that night, and a sudden regret welled up—she had not accepted his plea.
If Song Jingyu were to die like this, she would be heartbroken; he is so outstanding, upright, kind, and broad‑minded—he should not have to endure such hardships, nor should he wither in his prime.
At that moment, Sun Dazhi beside her said, "Sister‑in‑law, go back…".
Su Ruo gave a slight nod: "Okay!"
Even though she felt immense reluctance, to be in the best condition for tomorrow's surgery she must tonight get sufficient rest and sleep.
Sun Dazhi led the way out, and Su Ruo gently placed a kiss on Song Jingyu's forehead.
"You always want to protect everyone; this time I'll protect you."
Sun Dazhi personally escorted Su Ruo back to the dormitory; he wanted to comfort her, but several times the words rose to his lips only to falter, not knowing how to speak.
In such a situation, any words seemed pale and powerless.
On the contrary, Su Ruo told him, "Rest assured, your Regimental Commander will be fine—I will absolutely not let anything happen to him."
Sun Dazhi seemed to draw strength instantly from Su Ruo's words, his eyes red as he said:
"Doctor Su, I trust you, and I also believe heaven will surely bless the Regimental Commander, keeping him safe."
"Heaven?" Although the system had repeatedly told Su Ruo about luck and Destiny, she had never believed it before.
But this time, Su Ruo silently prayed in her heart: if what the system said were true, she hoped heaven would favor her once, letting her successfully cure Song Jingyu.
Su Ruo had thought she would suffer insomnia, but instead she washed up calmly, went to bed, and everything seemed no different from before.
The next morning, Su Ruo woke according to her biological clock, went to the hospital where Sun Dazhi and several young soldiers were guarding the ward door; their eyes were dark‑circles, they looked exhausted, presumably they hadn't rested well the night before.
Upon seeing Su Ruo, several people stepped forward to meet her; she said, "Rest assured, your Regimental Commander will be fine……"
Several people looked at Su Ruo with firm gazes and said, "Doctor Su, we believe in you."
Su Ruo nodded at them, turned and entered the ward, carefully examining Song Jingyu's inspection report to ensure his bodily functions were all normal so he could hold out until the surgery ended.
Besides Su Ruo, the room contained two doctors and two nurses, the hospital's finest, personally assigned by the Dean to Su Ruo solely to ensure the surgery proceeded smoothly.
At that moment another nurse pushed a cart in, coming to change Song Jingyu's dressing.
But no one noticed that after she entered, she directly locked the ward door, then gave Su Ruo a resentful glance, quickly composed herself, and hurriedly walked to Song Jingyu's bedside.
Only then did Su Ruo finish looking at the sheet in her hand, and she said, "Push him into the operating room!"
"No!"
As Su Ruo's words fell, the nurse who had just entered immediately spoke, suddenly pulling out a knife and shouting hoarsely at everyone, "No one may come near!"
Only then did Su Ruo realize the nurse was actually Hao Manru; perhaps Hao Manru had been too well‑behaved lately, causing Su Ruo to forget her.
Seeing Hao Manru's appearance, everyone was startled, hastily urging her to put the knife down and speak calmly.
But the crowd's pleas not only failed to calm Hao Manru, they made her even more agitated.
She kept waving the knife at the crowd, murmuring, "I will definitely not let you hurt Brother Jingyu."
Seeing this, everyone grew more panicked, fearing Hao Manru might injure Song Jingyu.
Given Song Jingyu's current condition, he could not withstand any mishap.
Among everyone, only Su Ruo remained calm; she pushed through the crowd to stand before Hao Manru, her gaze icy as she asked word by word, "Hao Manru, what exactly do you intend to do!"
Upon seeing Su Ruo, Hao Manru's emotions instantly flared even more.
"Su Ruo, I won't let you harm Brother Jingyu, nor will I allow you to risk his life on an adventure.
"Clearly the military district has already agreed to send Brother Jingyu back to Kyoto for treatment—why are you blocking us!"
Last night, Wang Yi was in a foul mood, drank heavily, and while tormenting her viciously, he said:
"Your Brother Jingyu is about to die; from now on the entire military district will have only me, Wang Yi, and there will be no more Song Jingyu."
"For all these years I've been diligent, doing every task well—why do the leaders see only Song Jingyu in their eyes?"
"That old coot from the logistics, using his connections to get Song Jingyu into the capital's best hospital—on what grounds!"
"What's so special about Song Jingyu? What gives him the right!"
"Fortunately, that ignorant girlfriend of Song Jingyu actually boasted she could cure him."
"Hahaha, how ridiculous—Song Jingyu's serious injury, and you expect that unweaned yellow‑haired brat to heal him?"
Wang Yi's mad demeanor spread chilling fear through Hao Manru's heart; she could not believe what he said was true.
Hao Manru harbored hatred for Song Jingyu, angry that he favored Su Ruo and treated her so cruelly, yet she did not wish for Song Jingyu's death, believing deep down that one day he would leave Su Ruo and be with her.
But if Song Jingyu died, all her hopes would be shattered.
Hao Manru was tormented all night long; only after Wang Yi fell asleep in the morning did she find a chance to flee.
At first Hao Manru did not believe Wang Yi's words, but upon personally seeing Song Jingyu on the hospital bed, her psychological defenses collapsed instantly.
At this moment, Hao Manru's gaze toward Su Ruo was filled with fury and hatred; in her heart she blamed Su Ruo for everything.
If it weren't for Su Ruo, Song Jingyu would absolutely not have become what he is now.
End of Chapter
