Mainland Martial Arts

Xu Tian took a deep breath and tried to relax himself, "Yeah, okay."

The two started chatting as they walked.

"My name is Wang Yao, and that old man is my grandfather, his name is Wang Chen." Wang Yao introduced with a smile.

"Oh, so that's how it is. Doctor Wang's medical skills are very good. Thanks to him, I recovered so quickly." Xu Tian said sincerely.

Wang Yao raised her chin proudly. "Of course. My grandfather is one of the best doctors here."

"What about you, Wang Yao, what do you usually do?" Xu Tian asked curiously.

Wang Yao tilted her head and thought for a moment, "As for me, I just follow my grandfather to learn medical skills, and occasionally help take care of patients."

"Wow, that's amazing too." Xu Tian exclaimed sincerely.

Wang Yao looked at Xu Tian's serious expression and felt warm in her heart, "Hehe, it's actually nothing."

As the conversation deepened, Xu Tian gradually became less reserved and started to talk more. When they talked about the horrors of the battlefield, Xu Tian's expression became solemn.

"That battle was really terrible. Many brothers died." A trace of sadness flashed in Xu Tian's eyes.

Wang Yao gently patted Xu Tian's shoulder and said, "Don't be too sad. You are all heroes."

Xu Tian glanced at Wang Yao gratefully and said, "Thank you, Wang Yao."

At this moment, the sunlight shone through the window onto them, as if covering them with a layer of golden gauze. The air around them seemed to become particularly gentle, filled with a faint warm atmosphere.

They continued walking and chatting, seemingly oblivious to the passage of time. Xu Tian felt Wang Yao's kindness and warmth, and a special feeling welled up in his heart. Wang Yao, in turn, was moved by Xu Tian's simplicity and sincerity, and a sweet smile remained on her face.

Xu Tian and Wang Yao were chatting happily, their laughter echoing in the air. However, in a corner of the ward, Lin Feng lay quietly on the bed, several silver needles inserted into his body, and he was lifeless.

A few days passed without anyone touching Lin Feng. His body grew stiff, and his wounds began to emit a faint stench of decay, like a dying man.

Xu Tian and Wang Yao's laughter and joy were particularly piercing in this quiet ward. Their happiness formed a sharp contrast with Lin Feng's misery.

"Lin Feng... How is Lin Feng..." Xu Tian's voice broke the joy, and his eyes were full of worry.

Wang Yao's smile disappeared instantly. She lowered her head and said softly, "Xu Tian, ​​let me take you to see..."

Wang Yao took Xu Tian to find Lin Feng, remaining silent the entire way. A few days earlier, because Xu Tian was seriously injured, Wang Yao hadn't dared to tell him Lin Feng's true condition, lying that he was seriously injured but relatively well. However, as days passed and Xu Tian still hadn't seen Lin Feng, his worry grew stronger. Unable to endure the torment of the unknown any longer, he asked Wang Yao to take him there.

When Xu Tian saw Lin Feng lying on the hospital bed, he was filled with shock and grief. Several silver needles were still stuck in Lin Feng's body, and his breathing was only extremely weak, even weaker than when he was just carried off the battlefield. He was on the verge of death. His wounds began to emit a faint stench of decay, like a corpse.

Xu Tian couldn't help but burst into tears. He asked in a trembling voice, "Wang Yao, what...what's going on?"

Wang Yao lowered her head, not daring to look into Xu Tian's eyes. Her voice was filled with a hint of guilt and helplessness: "Xu Tian, ​​I'm sorry... I didn't tell you the truth before. Lin Feng's condition is very bad, his injuries are too severe, my grandfather, he... has tried his best..."

Xu Tian's body trembled, almost unable to bear the blow. He and Lin Feng were brothers who had come down from the battlefield together. They had fought side by side and experienced countless life-and-death trials together. Now, Lin Feng was about to leave him. How could he accept this?

"No...no...Lin Feng will be fine..." Xu Tian muttered to himself.

He walked to Lin Feng's bedside and held Lin Feng's hand, trying to give him some strength and warmth. Lin Feng's hand was cold and stiff, as if there was no sign of life.

"Lin Feng, wake up... You can't give up like this... We still have to go home together..." There was a hint of tears in Xu Tian's voice.

Wang Yao also walked to the bedside. She gently stroked Lin Feng's forehead, tears in her eyes: "Lin Feng, you are a brave man... You will definitely be able to make it... We are all here with you..."

However, Lin Feng's consciousness was already blurred, and he could not hear Xu Tian and Wang Yao's calls. His body was very weak and his breathing was very weak.

Xu Tian's heart was filled with despair and helplessness. He didn't know how to save Lin Feng. He recalled every detail of their time on the battlefield.

The dark ward was filled with a suffocating, oppressive atmosphere. Xu Tian threw himself beside Lin Feng's bed, tears streaming down his face. His voice was filled with endless grief and despair. "Lin Feng, wake up! We are comrades who have shared our lives together!"

Xu Tian's face twisted in agony as he recalled every detail of his acquaintance with Lin Feng. Though they had known each other only briefly, those two brutal wars had forged their bond as strong as steel. They had charged through hail of bullets together, faced the threat of death together, and now Lin Feng lay quietly here, his life or death uncertain.

Wang Yao stood aside, her eyes full of heartache. She gently stretched out her hand, placed it on Xu Tian's shoulder, and whispered, "Xu Tian, ​​don't be too sad. Lin Feng will get through it." However, her voice was also filled with sadness and helplessness that were difficult to conceal.

Lin Feng lay motionless on the hospital bed, as if cut off from the world. The several silver needles inserted into his body were particularly glaring, and his breathing was extremely weak, as if it could stop at any time.

Xu Tian's cries echoed in the silent ward, drawing the concerned glances of the surrounding injured. Their eyes were filled with sympathy and helplessness, as if they felt Xu Tian's pain.

Just then, the door to the ward slowly opened, and Zhong Qi walked in, carrying General Li Hua on his back. General Li Hua's legs and left arm had been ruthlessly crushed by the Grandmaster during the battle, leaving him severely injured. After several days of recuperation, he was only recovering slightly. Today, Zhong Qi was carrying him out for some fresh air.

When they passed by Lin Feng's bed, General Li Hua's face showed a trace of regret. He knew very well that Lin Feng had made great contributions on the battlefield, but now he was seriously injured. It was really heartbreaking.

Zhong Qi gently put General Li Hua down. General Li Hua dragged his injured leg and walked to Xu Tian's side with difficulty. He looked at the grief-stricken Xu Tian and said softly, "Child, don't be too sad."