Courtyard House: Initial Donation of 50 Million

Chapter 1: The Door Breaks Down, Startling the Soul, Dingguang Conceals Wounds, and Stabilizes Fetal Breath

The wooden door of the west courtyard, which had been teetering on the brink of collapse from the grenade explosion, shattered like paper when Wang Huanbo slammed into it in his anger! Amidst the flying splinters, Wang Huanbo rushed into the courtyard like a whirlwind, followed closely by Lin Zhan and Xiao Zhao, who were on guard with guns.

"Don't move! Hands up!"

A sharp shout suddenly rang out. Inside the courtyard, a soldier dressed in the combat uniform of the Capital Guard Division, his face painted with camouflage paint—codenamed "Falcon One," Zhuo Weimin—reflexively raised his Type 81 automatic rifle, the dark muzzle pointing directly at the three men who had broken in. He had just cleared the enemy agents from the courtyard, and his nerves were still on high alert. Upon seeing three unfamiliar faces burst in, one of whom was covered in blood (Wang Huanbo was stained with a lot of enemy agents' blood), he instinctively reacted to fight.

"Don't shoot! We're on the same side!" Lin Zhan reacted extremely quickly, shouting the instant his gun was raised, while simultaneously stepping aside to shield Wang Huanbo. "This is Chief Engineer Wang Huanbo! We're his bodyguards!"

Zhuo Weimin was taken aback upon hearing this. His gun lowered slightly, and his sharp gaze quickly swept over the three men. When he recognized Wang Huanbo's face—a face he had seen countless times in internal reports—his pupils contracted sharply. He immediately lowered his gun completely, stood at attention, and saluted: "Reporting, Engineer Wang! Zhuo Weimin, platoon leader of the First Platoon of the Special Operations Company of the Capital Guard Division, is here to provide support! Requesting instructions!"

Wang Huanbo merely nodded slightly at Zhuo Weimin's salute, his gaze sweeping across the devastated west courtyard with lightning speed—half of the courtyard wall collapsed, shards of glass and bloodstains scattered everywhere, several twisted corpses of enemy agents… His heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, his breath catching in his throat. Without uttering a word, he strode directly toward Lou Xiao'e's bedroom, his steps so fast they almost left a trail of afterimages.

Zhuo Weimin was stunned by Wang Huanbo's inhuman speed. Before he could say anything, Lin Zhan patted him on the shoulder: "Brother, the situation is urgent. We'll explain later. Is there still any threat in the courtyard?"

"They've been eliminated. All four enemy agents have been killed." Zhuo Weimin answered instinctively, his eyes still fixed on the direction where Wang Huanbo had disappeared. "That... was that really Engineer Wang? How could he...?"

"Some things are better left unasked." Lin Zhan gave him a meaningful look, then called to Xiao Zhao, "Come on, follow Engineer Wang!"

At the bedroom door, the scene was even more horrific. The once sturdy wooden door was riddled with holes by grenade shrapnel, and the walls around the door frame were densely covered with metal fragments and steel balls. Lin Wei lay supine in a pool of blood, the wounds on his back and arms gruesome. His face was ashen white from blood loss, and his breathing was weak but steady. Clearly, before losing consciousness, he had blocked the doorway with his body, absorbing the vast majority of the blast damage.

Wang Huanbo only glanced briefly at the loyal guard, confirming he still had vital signs, before stepping over him and entering the house. The scene before him made his heart clench again—

Wang Chunhua knelt by the bedside, her left shoulder wound still bleeding, but she didn't bother with bandaging it. She frantically used torn, clean clothes to cushion Lou Xiao'e's body. Lou Xiao'e was already unconscious, her face almost translucent with paleness, her forehead covered in cold sweat, her brows furrowed—clearly, she had endured immense pain before losing consciousness. Most heartbreakingly, a large, glaring patch of pale red liquid mixed with amniotic fluid on the sheet silently testified to a terrible fact—signs of premature labor, and possibly even placental abruption!

"Engineer Wang! I...we..." Hearing footsteps, Wang Chunhua turned around and saw Wang Huanbo. Tears streamed down her face, her voice choked with sobs, barely able to speak. "I'm so sorry! We failed to protect Madam! There were too many enemy agents...Lin Wei, he..."

Wang Huanbo raised his hand to stop her self-blame, quickly walked to the bedside, and bent down to check on Lou Xiao'e's condition. His actions seemed ordinary, but in reality, he secretly mobilized the vast, ocean-like energy of light within his body. The moment his fingertips touched Lou Xiao'e's wrist, strands of extremely pure life energy silently flowed into his wife's body.

To outsiders, it appeared as if Wang Huanbo was simply holding his wife's hand and gently calling her name: "Xiao'e, wake up, it's me, I'm here..."

At the energy perception level, Wang Huanbo's "vision" had already penetrated Lou Xiao'e's skin and muscles, and he "saw" the situation inside the uterus—the fetal heartbeat was too fast, the umbilical cord blood flow was disordered, there were slight signs of placental detachment at the edge, and the cervix had begun to contract irregularly... The situation was critical, but there was still time to save it!

Without making a sound, he increased the energy output. The golden light energy, like the most precise scalpel and the gentlest repair agent, silently operated within Lou Xiao'e's body: stabilizing the fetus's vital signs, repairing minor damage to the placenta, calming abnormal uterine contractions, and nourishing Lou Xiao'e's vital energy that had been excessively depleted due to shock and pain...

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, and was deliberately controlled by Wang Huanbo at a microscopic level invisible to the naked eye. Even Wang Chunhua, who was right next to him, could only vaguely sense that after Wang Gong held the lady's hand, her pale complexion seemed to improve and her breathing became more stable, but she could not see any supernatural signs.

"Xiao'e, open your eyes and look at me..." Wang Huanbo's voice was gentle yet firm, carrying a strange, comforting power.

As if in response to his call, Lou Xiao'e's eyelashes fluttered slightly, then she slowly opened her eyes. When her blurry vision focused on her husband's familiar face, her dull pupils instantly lit up: "Huan... Huanbo? You're alright? Those bad people..."

"It's alright, it's all taken care of." Wang Huanbo gently stroked her cheek, his voice as soft as a spring breeze. "You and the baby will be fine too, hang in there, the doctor will be here soon."

As he spoke, he continued to make subtle adjustments to Lou Xiao'e's condition through fingertip contact. The fetal heartbeat had stabilized, the bleeding points at the edge of the placenta had been "welded" closed by light energy, and the contractions of the cervix had been temporarily suppressed. Although it couldn't completely cure her (that would arouse suspicion from the doctors), it was enough to sustain her until a professional medical team took over.

Lou Xiao'e seemed to feel a warm power within her, and the fear in her eyes gradually subsided. She weakly grasped Wang Huanbo's hand, her voice barely a whisper: "I...I feel much better...My stomach hurt so much just now...Now...now it doesn't hurt so much...Is the baby...is the baby alright?"

"Baby is very strong, just like you," Wang Huanbo comforted softly, then turned to Wang Chunhua, who was still blaming herself, and said, "Sister Chunhua, don't just stand there, go see Lin Wei, he needs urgent treatment for his wound."

Wang Chunhua then snapped out of her daze and rushed to her husband's side, using a torn sheet to quickly bandage his wound and stop the bleeding. At that moment, Lin Zhan and Xiao Zhao arrived at the bedroom door and gasped in horror at the sight of the horrific scene inside.

"Engineer Wang, the situation outside is completely under control, and the main reinforcement force has arrived!" Lin Zhan reported quickly. "The military hospital's ambulances are right outside the hospital!"

As if to confirm his words, a sudden burst of noisy yet orderly footsteps and shouts came from outside the courtyard:

"Quickly! Prepare the stretchers! Prioritize treating the wounded!"

"Doctor! There's a seriously wounded person here!"

"Set up the cordon! Protect the scene!"

Wang Huanbo nodded slightly, but did not move Lou Xiao'e immediately. He knew that before the arrival of professional medical equipment, his light energy was the most reliable guarantee for his wife and fetus. He maintained that seemingly ordinary wrist-holding posture and continued to use the most precise energy regulation to stabilize Lou Xiao'e's condition.

Section Two: Healers Rush to the Rescue with Compassionate Hearts, Iron Cavalry Escorts to Ensure Safety

In less than two minutes, a team of medical personnel in white coats, escorted by several armed soldiers, rushed into the west wing. Leading them was an elderly man in his sixties with gray hair and a serious expression—it was Director Zhang of the Military Region General Hospital. Behind him followed four young doctors and two nurses, all carrying medicine kits and stretchers.

"Where are the wounded?" Dean Zhang asked loudly as soon as he entered the room, his gaze quickly scanning the entire space. Upon seeing Wang Huanbo and Lou Xiao'e on the bed, he immediately rushed forward. "Engineer Wang! Are you alright? Is this your wife?"

"I'm fine, but my wife was frightened and is showing signs of premature labor." Wang Huanbo briefly explained the situation, subtly withdrawing his hand from channeling energy, and stood up to make room for the doctor. "Dean Zhang, please, you must..."

"Don't worry! Leave it to us!" Before he could finish speaking, Dean Zhang had already sat down on the edge of the bed, skillfully taking Lou Xiao'e's pulse, while signaling the nurse to measure her blood pressure and listen to the fetal heartbeat.

Wang Huanbo stepped aside, outwardly calm, but inwardly intently observing every step of the doctor's diagnosis. Although he had stabilized the situation using light energy, the results of modern medical examinations were the "legitimate" basis for diagnosis, and it was essential to ensure that there were no obvious contradictions between the two.

Dean Zhang's brows furrowed at first, then gradually relaxed, finally revealing a hint of doubt: "Strange... The pulse does indicate signs of premature labor, but the fetal heartbeat is relatively stable, and the contractions aren't obvious..." He looked up at Lou Xiao'e, "Madam, how are you feeling now? Are you still experiencing severe abdominal pain?"

Lou Xiao'e shook her head weakly: "Much better... It hurt terribly just now, but now it's just a dull ache..."

"She needs to be taken back to the hospital immediately for a thorough examination!" Dean Zhang made a decisive decision, ordering the medical team behind him, "Prepare the stretcher, move her carefully! Keep her steady! Although Madam Wang's condition is temporarily stable, there is still a risk of premature birth, so we must be extremely careful on the way!"

The medical staff immediately sprang into action, carefully transferring Lou Xiao'e onto a stretcher. Wang Huanbo stayed close by her side the entire time, seemingly only concerned for his wife, but actually ready to step in again if any unexpected situation arose.

"Engineer Wang, your vehicle is ready!" Xiao Zhao ran in to report. "According to the emergency plan, we're heading directly to the Military General Hospital!"

Wang Huanbo nodded and turned to Dean Zhang, who was directing the rescue efforts: "Dean Zhang, my wife and I are traveling together, and we might need you to send a doctor to accompany us on the way."

"Of course!" Dean Zhang did not hesitate to assign a deputy director of obstetrics and a nurse to accompany the Hongqi sedan, while he and other medical staff treated the other injured people in the hospital—the unconscious Lin Wei, the injured Wang Chunhua, and the seriously injured Wang Jian and Huang Haijun from the Central Hospital, etc., were all quickly lifted into different ambulances.

Outside the compound, a luxurious convoy of escort vehicles had assembled. Leading the way were three Red Star Warrior military off-road vehicles (based on the Mercedes-Benz G-Class, but with even more powerful performance), filled with fully armed soldiers from the Capital Guard Division; in the middle were ambulances from the Military Region General Hospital and Red Flag Star S600L Guard bulletproof sedans; bringing up the rear were even more Red Star Warriors and Jiefang trucks, all loaded with soldiers. All vehicles had flashing lights and roaring engines, ready to depart at any moment.

"Engineer Wang, rest assured, we have an entire battalion escorting you the whole way!" The battalion commander from the guard division ran over and saluted. "Traffic police have been notified to control all intersections along the route to ensure a smooth journey!"

Wang Huanbo gave a brief thank you and then climbed into the back seat of the Hongqi sedan. Lou Xiao'e, on a stretcher, was carefully placed beside him, with an obstetrician and nurses sitting opposite, monitoring her vital signs. Xiao Zhao got into the driver's seat, while Lin Zhan sat in the passenger seat, holding a gun on guard.

"Move out!" At the battalion commander's command, the entire convoy, like a long steel dragon, roared through the streets of Beijing in the early morning light. Along the way, traffic police, who had been notified in advance, implemented temporary control at various intersections to ensure the convoy had a green light all the way. Occasionally, early risers were awakened by the sirens, and when they looked out their windows at the fully armed convoy, they rubbed their eyes in confusion, wondering what major event had occurred.

Inside the car, Wang Huanbo held Lou Xiao'e's hand, his gaze gentle yet firm. Although on the surface he was just a worried husband, in reality, his energy of light was continuously providing the most precise life support to his wife and unborn child through this seemingly ordinary contact. Every fluctuation of the fetal heartbeat, every contraction of the uterus, was under his perception and control.

"Blood pressure is normal, fetal heart rate is stable..." The accompanying doctor looked at the data on the portable monitor, his tone tinged with disbelief. "It's truly a miracle. Logically, after such a shock and shock, the premature labor should have progressed very quickly..."

Wang Huanbo didn't explain, but gently stroked Lou Xiao'e's forehead and said softly, "Hang in there a little longer, we'll be at the hospital soon. You and the baby will be fine, I promise."

Lou Xiao'e nodded weakly, her eyes full of trust. Although she didn't know what her husband had done, the warm feeling within her and the gradually subsiding pain made her feel incredibly at ease.

The convoy drove along Chang'an Avenue and turned towards the western suburbs. The first rays of the rising sun pierced through the clouds, shining on this torrent of steel, as if drawing a temporary pause to the bloody storm of the previous night. But Wang Huanbo knew that the real battle might have only just begun—the forces behind those enemy agents, those hidden hands in the shadows, would never give up so easily.

What he has to do is to protect everything he cherishes in his own way, whether it is Wang Huanbo, the "genius engineer", or the time traveler with power beyond his time.