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Upon hearing this, the doctor's face turned even paler. Without pausing for further words, he yelled at the nurses behind him, "Quick! Prepare the operating room! Rush her to the emergency room for debridement! Notify the blood bank and get blood packs here immediately!"

Several nurses pushed a stretcher, the wheels scraping against the ground with a screeching sound, and hurriedly pushed Bai Zhengyuan into the operating room.

The red "Operation in Progress" indicator light lit up instantly.

Lu Baizhou paced back and forth in the corridor, his leather shoes making dull thuds on the cement floor.

Not long after, about twenty or thirty minutes later, the operating room door creaked open.

A young nurse, wearing a mask and covered in sweat, hurried out. She looked around before finally fixing her gaze on Lu Baizhou: "Comrade, what's your relationship to that wounded soldier who was just brought in?"

Lu Baizhou strode over and asked urgently, "I'm his comrade-in-arms and the leader of this mission. How is he?"

The nurse pulled down her mask, her face grim, her brows furrowed in worry. "The wounded man's condition is extremely dangerous. The wound is very deep, and the edges are blackish-purple, clearly indicating poisoning. We've already cleaned the wound and given him an emergency blood transfusion, but it's not helping at all. The blood is flowing like tap water, we can't stop it no matter what we do, it's like something is preventing the blood from clotting. We've already asked the head of surgery to come for a joint consultation, but to be honest, the situation is really not optimistic..."

As she spoke, her voice lowered, and she looked at Lu Baizhou with some reluctance.

Lu Baizhou's heart skipped a beat, and his palms were drenched in cold sweat. His voice was hoarse beyond words: "Then do you have any other options? He can't just die in this hospital bed!"

The nurse sighed and shook her head helplessly: "Comrade, please don't get agitated. We really can't think of any more effective solutions right now. The poison he's been given is too unusual; the regular hemostatic and antidotal drugs we have are completely ineffective. Moreover, he's lost too much blood, and his body is already extremely weak. If this bleeding doesn't stop, he... he probably won't last much longer."

After giving her instructions, the nurse hurriedly turned and went back to the operating room.

The corridor fell silent again, so quiet that only Lu Baizhou's heavy breathing could be heard.

He stood alone in the cold corridor for a long time, staring intently at the tightly closed operating room door. He looked down at his hands, still stained with the red soil from the border region, his fingers filled with black mud.

At that moment, a sense of powerlessness overwhelmed me.

Suddenly, a sweet and lovely face flashed into his mind.

Lu Baizhou strode towards the public telephone at the end of the corridor.

With trembling hands, he picked up the receiver and dialed the number for the Bai family in the residential compound.

"Beep—beep—beep—"

With each ring, Lu Baizhou's heart pounded higher. It rang five or six times before a tired-looking middle-aged woman's voice came from the other end: "Hello, who is this?"

"Auntie, it's me, Lu Baizhou!" Lu Baizhou was so anxious his throat was practically on fire, and he spoke rapidly, "Is Xinxin home? I need to talk to her urgently, please make sure she answers the phone."

Hearing the panic and urgency in his tone, Bai's mother's heart skipped a beat, and her voice trembled as she cried, "Zai, Zai, wait a minute! She just got home from get off work, I'll go get her!"

A series of hurried footsteps and Bai's mother's shouts came from the other end of the phone.

Less than half a minute later, Qiao Xinxin's slightly breathless voice came through the receiver, her soft voice filled with undisguised worry: "Brother Lu? What's wrong? Why are you calling from the hospital? Did something happen to my brother?"

Hearing her familiar voice, Lu Baizhou closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to make his voice sound steady, but the tension still betrayed him.

"Xin Xin, your brother is injured, seriously injured. We're at the military general hospital now. The wound on his leg is bleeding profusely, and the doctors say they've tried everything but can't stop the bleeding. If it continues like this, he might bleed to death... Could you come to the hospital? Perhaps... this will be the last time you see him..."

There was an instant, deathly silence on the other end of the phone.

Two or three seconds later, Qiao Xinxin's urgent voice, almost choked with tears, came through: "I'm coming right away!"

With a "snap," the phone was abruptly hung up.

Qiao Xinxin threw down the phone and rushed out of the house like a gust of wind.

She had only one thought in her mind: her brother must not die!

When she rushed into the emergency building, panting, and ran down the corridor to the operating room door, she was completely exhausted.

She peeked inside through the semi-transparent glass door.

Bai Zhengyuan was lying on the operating table, surrounded by doctors and nurses, all sweating profusely and frantically performing various procedures.

The nurse held stacks of snow-white gauze in her hands, but as soon as she pressed them onto Bai Zhengyuan's legs, the snow-white was instantly stained with a glaring bright red.

One piece, two pieces, three pieces...

Several wads of soaked, wet gauze were piled up in the bamboo basket on the ground, the dark red bloodstains looking shocking under the light.

Qiao Xinxin's mind went completely blank with a "buzz".

She was indeed a transmigrator; she had memories of her past life and an independent soul. But from the moment she transmigrated into this body, all of the original owner's memories from childhood to adulthood were completely imprinted in her mind.

Those were memories of Bai Zhengyuan carrying her to buy candied hawthorns, and of Bai Zhengyuan protecting her and fighting back when others bullied her.

These memories surged up like a tidal wave at this moment, so real that it felt as if she had experienced them herself, causing her heart to ache with waves of pain.

Tears streamed down her face like beads from a broken string.

Now that she has become Qiao Xinxin in this world, she is the original owner! The original owner is her!

The original owner's family members are her family members!

That's her brother, even closer than a biological brother!

"No, we can't let him die!"

Qiao Xinxin gritted her teeth, pushed open the operating room door, and rushed in without regard for anything else.

"Hey! Girl, who let you in? This is the operating room!" A nurse was knocked off balance by her and shouted anxiously.

"elder brother!"

Qiao Xinxin cried out, her voice hoarse and choked with sobs.

Bai Zhengyuan, lying on the operating table, seemed to hear his sister's voice. His heavy eyelids moved with difficulty, and he opened them slightly. His dazed gaze weakly swept across the air and landed on Qiao Xinxin's face.

His chapped lips moved as if he wanted to call out "Xin Xin," but in the end he couldn't utter a single sound before his eyelids closed heavily again.