My Little Poplar - Chap 116
The moment Yu Fengcheng woke up in the hospital, he could tell from the stiffness of his body that he had been unconscious for at least five days.
Memories flooded his brain, the scene on the snowy Kunlun Mountain, as if it had been played out a second before, the way Huo Qiao was about to die, the way Bai Xinyu was bleeding all over the floor, alternating and haunting like a nightmare, he could barely breathe.
Is he, Little Uncle, still alive? All he remembered was that when he carried Huo Qiao to the hospital, Huo Qiao had gone into complete shock due to pulmonary oedema. What about Xinyu? How is Xinyu? He thought back to Bai Xinyu’s last glance, the last glance when they met, the despair and pain in those eyes and for the first time in his life, he knew what it meant to be heartbroken.
He clenched his fist and pounded the bed hard.
The sound caught the nurse’s attention, she ran over and said joyfully: “You’re awake.”
Yu Fengcheng says in a very hoarse voice: “He… They…” His throat was so sore he could barely pronounce it.
The nurse knew what he wanted to ask and immediately said: “Don’t worry, every one of your comrades brought to the hospital is alive, except your captain who is still unconscious, the others are awake, no disabling injuries.”
Yu Fengcheng took a deep breath, eyes sore, vision blurred for a moment.
All alive… All alive…
“Hey, you can’t get up yet, do you know you almost ran into organ failure, thank goodness you’re young.”
At that moment, the door to the ward opened, Chen Jing came in and said, “Fengcheng, you’re awake?”
“Sergeant…”
Chen Jing immediately went over and took him by the shoulders, in a commanding tone he said: “The Lieutenant is stable, his condition is out of danger. Your job now is to rest.”
Yu Fengcheng let go of a big stone, he said in a muffled voice: “Xinyu… What about?”
“Xinyu…” Chen Jing looked a little gloomy, he said to the nurse: “Comrade, can I speak to him alone?”
Yu Fengcheng’s face changed, his hand, which should have been weak, tightened around Chen Jing’s wrist, it caused Chen Jing’s wrist bone to ache and he said, “What’s wrong with him?” Bai Xinyu’s pale face and red eyes reappeared before his eyes, he felt his heart being torn out of his chest.
“Don’t be nervous, Xinyu is awake.” Chen Jing lowered his eyes, hiding the pain in them, “He’s got a shoulder injury, even if it heals, it will affect his shooting. And his family is here, insisting he be discharged, Xinyu will go back to Beijing when he’s healed.”
Yu Fengcheng took a deep breath and fell back into bed with his eyes closed. The shoulder injury… The bullet he took for himself, pierced Bai Xinyu’s shoulder and shattered his dream of becoming a sniper, the blood that flowed from his body, stained the blood of the Kunlun Mountains, so red, so red.
Yu Fengcheng knew that he would never forget the redness of that moment, because he had left Bai Xinyu, who was bleeding, left Bai Xinyu, who had been wounded for him and who did not want to let go of his hand. He covered his eyes with his hands, his heart ached so much he could hardly breathe. The hardest choice he had ever made in his life but he had to make it in the blink of an eye, his choice was not about right or wrong, he only knew he had hurt Bai Xinyu.
Chen Jing sighed and said: “Fengcheng, actually… I know about your relationship with Xinyu.”
Yu Fengcheng gave a low “hmm”, he didn’t care if anyone knew, including his Little Uncle.
