An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 178 Life is in danger
At dawn, Lu Feng arrived at the hospital. The entire corridor was deserted and the silence was somewhat oppressive. Lu Feng could only hear the sound of his own footsteps on the floor tiles as he ran.

Not far away, the bright white light above the operating room door was shining brightly, reflecting the clear red words "Operation in Progress" on the white floor tiles.

As Lu Feng approached, he subconsciously slowed his pace. He first glanced at the simple operating clock hanging next to the operating room door—four hours and five minutes, which was the recorded time from the moment the injured person entered the operating room.

The mechanical hands ticked away emotionlessly, their sound particularly jarring in the empty, silent corridor.

Lu Feng withdrew his gaze and looked at the man sitting on the bench. After a moment of silence, he finally spoke: "Go and treat your wound first. Letting it bleed like this isn't a good thing. I'll watch over it for a while."

The man seemed to ignore Lu Feng's words, making no response whatsoever, only staring intently at the closed door in front of him, his eyes bloodshot.

Lu Feng didn't try to persuade him anymore, but quietly turned and left. After taking two steps, he heard the man behind him suddenly say, "Thirteen of your men were injured. Two of them were shot in the upper right arm and left shoulder during the confrontation near the dock. The surgeries were successful, and they are now in the intensive care unit on the third floor. The remaining eleven were injured in an explosion when we chased the speedboat. The doctor said they are not in life-threatening danger and they are all on the fifth floor."

Lu Feng didn't turn around, gave a soft "hmm," and walked away.

Huo Qingshan was left alone outside the operating room again.

A few minutes later, the familiar footsteps rang in his ears again, and Huo Qingshan caught a glimpse of a pair of long, straight legs encased in olive-green uniform trousers.

Lu Feng didn't speak, but quietly sat down on the other side of the bench, put the things in his hands on the seat, and used both hands to fold down the sleeve of his left forearm. The wound was exposed, with bloodstains covering the entire forearm and fragments of iron embedded in the torn flesh.

Lu Feng remained silent throughout, focusing solely on treating the various wounds on Huo Qingshan's body with patience and meticulousness. After completing a series of actions such as disinfection and bandaging, he looked up and gave Huo Qingshan a deep look, then reached out again to straighten the man's slightly disheveled uniform collar, making it neat and tidy.

Finally, he stood up, patted the man on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "I have to go now. I have a lot of things to take care of. I'll come back later."

Time passed second by second, and for every ordinary person in the world, the sun still rose slowly from the east, generously casting its morning light on every piece of land, waking people who had been sleeping all night. They washed up, ate, and then took different means of transportation or walked out to work.

Perhaps some villagers who live by the water will gather by the river in the morning to wash clothes, chatting in twos and threes about everyday things. Who knows, maybe one of the women will suddenly say, "Hey, did you hear an explosion when you were sleeping last night? Oh dear, it woke me up."

The other women nearby would most likely shake their heads and say, "I didn't hear that. I was exhausted yesterday and slept so soundly last night that I didn't wake up at all."

Curiosity might arise, and people would ask, "What happened? Where did that explosion come from?"

The person who started it thought for a moment and said, "I don't know, but it sounds like it's quite far from here."

The topic without details was quickly moved on, and then they naturally started chatting about their own and other people's everyday matters. "Hey, why hasn't Aunt Wang's husband gone fishing on the river these past few days? He's usually the most active person to go fishing!"

"I heard they rented out the boat, so they rested for two days. I guess they'll go again after the boat is returned in a couple of days."

"Their fishing boat is so old and worn out, yet people still rent it? That's unbelievable!"

Who knows!

It was just an ordinary morning.

However, for Huo Qingshan, it was an incredibly long and agonizing few hours. The operating room clock at the door was currently pointing to six hours, seventeen minutes, and thirty-five seconds.

Huo Qingshan felt like he was going crazy several times. Even though the operating room was very soundproof and he couldn't hear anything from inside, he felt like Youyou was calling his name from inside.

With red, tear-filled eyes, she said pitifully, "Huo Qingshan, my body hurts so much, what should I do?"

She blamed him: "Why didn't you come to save me sooner?" "How could you let them take me away?"

"It really hurts, I can't hold on much longer."

"..."

His mind was filled with her voice, so clear it was as if the scenes were playing out in the room just a door away, so real it was almost driving him crazy.

What should I do? Huo Qingshan felt utterly helpless and realized he had no ideas whatsoever. He was truly useless!
When Lu Feng returned to the operating room door, his first glance... was almost unbelievable—how could someone become so haggard in just two hours?
He was still sitting upright on the bench, in the same spot, with no change in posture, but it felt as if the person in front of him had been completely drained of his energy and spirit, leaving only a cold, numb, empty shell, looking withered and emaciated.

If Lu Feng had to say that when he last saw him, he felt that at least a trace of the Huo Qingshan he knew still remained in him, the unyielding spirit that was deeply rooted in him.

So now you really can't see any of it at all.

The Huo Qingshan he knew seemed to be invincible, always unyielding, always standing tall, never admitting defeat, and never giving up even when he was on his last breath on the battlefield.

Strength, resilience, fearlessness... all of these are gone.

Lu Feng shook his head helplessly. After nearly ten years of open and covert competition, his classmates all thought he was unconvinced by him. In reality, Lu Feng had always regarded this junior brother with no shortcomings as his goal. Now he finally understands that everyone is just an ordinary person and there is no such thing as indestructible.
What spine can never be bent?

Lu Feng couldn't do anything or help him, so he could only stand next to him, staring at the lit "Operating" sign, silently praying that the girl in the operating room would come out safely.

Otherwise... Lu Feng didn't want to think about it anymore.

Time continued its cruel and unrestrained march forward, and Meng Youyou's surgery time was constantly being extended. God has always been impartial in matters of life and death, and will never become merciful just because many people in this world are praying that their loved ones will not leave. No one can receive any extra favor or special treatment from "him".

At times like these, human power seems exceptionally insignificant.

All people can do is endure the long, agonizing ordeal alone, waiting for the final judgment of fate.

"Click," the light outside the operating room was turned off.

A figure beside him reacted faster and stepped forward to meet him, and Lu Feng quickly followed.

The operating room door was pulled open from the inside, and a middle-aged male doctor came out first. Before he could take off his mask, Huo Qingshan grabbed his arm and asked, "Doctor, how is she?"

"The patient has many injuries, the most serious and complex being the chest area. Multiple rib fractures punctured the lungs, causing hemopneumothorax, and several fragments embedded in the body also damaged important blood vessels and organs."

Overall, the surgery was successful, and the patient is now out of immediate danger, but further observation is still needed.

Lu Feng sensed a visibly relieved sigh from the person beside him, as if a kind passerby had taken pity on the camel when it was on the verge of death and picked up one of the straws that had been pressing down on it, allowing the camel to finally catch its breath and gain a precious, brief hope of survival.

"What about her?"

"He's already been transferred to the intensive care unit," the doctor added, as if knowing his intention. "Family members can't visit him yet. We'll see him once his condition stabilizes and he's moved to a regular ward."

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