Chapter 282: with translation of chapter title

Hao Manru at this moment hates Su Ruo more than ever before; she feels that if that night, Su Ruo had not rejected Song Jingyu's proposal, Song Jingyu would not have been injured, nor would he have become like this; all of this is Su Ruo's fault.

Su Ruo snatched Song Jingyu from her, yet does not cherish her; Su Ruo is a slut, a wanton woman.

She has already caused older brother Song Jingyu to suffer so terribly; why won't she let him go? Does she have to take his life before she's satisfied?

In Hao Manru's heart, everyone here is a bad person; they all want to harm Song Jingyu; only she truly has Song Jingyu's best interests at heart.

No matter what cost she has to pay today, she will stop this surgery; she must protect Song Jingyu well, bring him back to Kyoto for successful treatment, and will absolutely let no one harm him.

Su Ruo looked at Hao Manru, her expression unchanged, and asked in an icy tone: "Hao Manru, what qualifications do you have to question me here?"

Upon hearing Su Ruo's words, Hao Manru's expression became even more ferocious and crazy.

"Su Ruo, it's all your fault; if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have married that bastard Wang Yi; everything I'm going through now is all because of you; you are a Disaster Star, anyone who gets close to you will suffer misfortune; I will absolutely never let you touch older brother Song Jingyu again."

Everyone looked at Hao Manru, knowing her state was clearly abnormal; they wanted to stop Su Ruo, fearing that if she spoke again it would stimulate Hao Manru and drive her to even crazier actions.

But Su Ruo directly ignored everyone's looks and actions; she not only did not retreat, but stepped forward and said:

"Hao Manru, don't forget that you are already married; you are now Wang Yi's wife, and whether you like it or not, this can never be changed."

"I am Song Jingyu's fiancée, the person closest to him here; only I can decide his treatment plan, and even if my decision is wrong, you have no right to come here and tell me what to do."

Hao Manru's eyes were bloodshot; she grabbed a knife and stabbed straight at Su Ruo. At this moment, the only thought in Hao Manru's mind was to kill her; as long as she killed her, older brother Song Jingyu would thereafter belong only to her.

When Hao Manru lunged at her, Su Ruo instantly sidestepped the knife, but because the distance between them was too close and the ward was crowded and cramped, she could not make full use of her skills.

Although she avoided vital spots, her arm was still sliced by the knife, creating a gash nearly ten centimeters long; blood spurted out instantly, staining Su Ruo's clothes red.

But Su Ruo showed no hesitation; she directly subdued Hao Manru and wrested the knife from her hand.

Sun Dazhi and several junior soldiers sensed something was wrong, immediately kicked open the door and rushed in; seeing the scene inside, they were instantly shocked.

Without time to ask, they all swarmed forward, subduing Hao Manru so she could not move at all.

Hao Manru was still struggling desperately, shouting madly, but at this point she was merely a trapped beast fighting, unable to do anything.

"Su Ruo, you deserve a horrible death; it's all your fault that older brother Song Jingyu was harmed; even as a ghost I will never forgive you."

Hao Manru kept cursing, but was immediately dragged away; several junior soldiers glared angrily at Hao Manru, thinking that if she weren't a woman they would have beaten her up already.

Only then did everyone snap out of their shock; although they had long heard rumors that the regimental commander's wife liked Regimental Commander Song.

But they never expected that Hao Manru, already married, would actually do something so crazy.

At this moment, no one had the mind for gossip; they looked at Su Ruo's arm wound, their faces grim, and wondered whether the surgery could still go on today given how severe her arm injury was.

If surgery cannot be performed today, what will happen to Song Jingyu? His injury cannot be delayed.

Everyone's feelings were mixed; the surgery was already difficult, and they hadn't expected such a complication.

Su Ruo's expression showed no change; she said to the nearby nurse: "Please help me treat my wound."

The nurse then came to her senses, hurriedly took Su Ruo to the emergency room, and arranged for a doctor to suture her.

Actually, Su Ruo's wound was not deep; it just had a lot of bleeding, making it look frightening.

When the doctor arrived, Su Ruo had already stopped the bleeding herself, and the nurse was helping her clean the wound.

The doctor had already briefly learned the situation from the nurse, and upon seeing Su Ruo's wound, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

Su Ruo's arm injury is not serious, but it definitely prevents the surgery from going ahead.

Such a delicate surgery cannot afford even the slightest mistake.

Old Dean had been worrying these days about Song Jingyu's injury; the whole hospital was on edge, and now this situation has arisen; if Song Jingyu were to have any mishap, no one knows what would happen.

But these are not what he should be considering; he is a renowned doctor, and for him now the most important thing is to cure his patient.

The doctor prepared the suturing tools in an orderly manner, but when he tried to give Su Ruo anesthesia, she refused.

"I don't need these; just suture me directly."

This statement not only startled the nearby nurse, but also made the nearby doctor look at Su Ruo in surprise.

They have seen many trauma patients, all of whom scream and wail during treatment; yet now Su Ruo actively requests no anesthesia.

The nurse then felt somewhat reluctant and advised: "Doctor Su, we're only using local anesthesia; it won't affect your body. This wound needs at least twenty-plus stitches; without anesthesia it will be very painful."

After saying that, the nurse realized she had spoken to a doctor in such a way, which was rather presumptuous.

After all, Su Ruo surely knows more than she does; fortunately, Su Ruo's expression showed no abnormality, and she merely gave her a reassuring smile.

Then she firmly told the nearby doctor: "Just suture me directly; I can hold out."

The doctor frowned slightly, guessing her thoughts, and asked doubtfully: "Could it be that you still want to go ahead with the surgery?"

"Song Jingyu's body can't wait, and I have confidence in myself; rest assured, I will absolutely not risk my own life or anyone else's."

The doctor fell silent; everyone knows that given Song Jingyu's condition, abandoning the surgery would be tantamount to waiting for death.

If we give it a try, perhaps there is still a sliver of hope.

At this moment, looking into Su Ruo's eyes, the doctor couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration, being able to remain calm after such chaos.

Su Ruo's mental fortitude is truly extraordinary.