novellhall Chapter 51 She's so strong, yet her waist is so thin?
Chapter 51 She's so strong, yet her waist is so thin?
Upon hearing the news of Huo Yanchuan's injury, Wenrou's expression changed drastically.
Hearing that all of this was because of Zhou Dayong, she looked at him with a chilling gaze.
Zhou Dayong was badly hit by Hao Gang's punch. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and met Hao Gang's gentle gaze. He felt guilty and aggrieved.
He made the wrong judgment because he was too eager to make a name for himself.
Huo Yanchuan's injury was not his intention. If Huo Yanchuan hadn't suddenly intervened, his mission wouldn't have failed.
He knew that Huo Yanchuan had always disliked him and would always find fault with him no matter what.
He was supposed to be promoted to deputy battalion commander if he had succeeded in his mission.
Huo Yanchuan was definitely doing it on purpose; he was deliberately trying to make things difficult for him.
"Which hospital is Huo Yanchuan in? Take me there now." Wenrou didn't have time to pay attention to Zhou Dayong and walked up to Hao Gang anxiously.
Hao Gang nodded. He had come back this time to pick up Wenrou and take her to the hospital.
Wenrou was in such a hurry that she was only wearing a thin coat and had even forgotten to take her headscarf.
It wasn't until she got into the car that she realized what had happened.
But she couldn't care less about that now; she didn't know how Huo Yanchuan was doing at the hospital.
Huo Yanchuan had helped her so much during this time, and now that he needed help, she naturally had to go and see him as soon as possible.
Huo Yanchuan was supposed to be sent to the military hospital, but the nearest military hospital was in the city.
His situation was extremely urgent at the time; a bullet had hit his thigh, requiring emergency surgery to remove the spent cartridge case.
Hao Gang reported this to his superiors, which led to Hao Gang being taken to the county hospital immediately.
Upon arriving at the hospital entrance, Hao Gang got out of the car and headed straight for the operating room with Wenrou.
Seeing that Huo Yanchuan was still undergoing surgery, Wenrou couldn't help but start to feel nervous.
"Is his injury serious?" Wenrou asked Hao Gang.
Hao Gang shook his head, his expression grave. "The doctor said the bullet is lodged in his thigh. If it damaged the nerves in his leg, he might be crippled for the rest of his life."
Upon hearing his words, her gentle expression instantly darkened.
This week, Dayong is really more trouble than he's worth. If he ruins Huo Yanchuan's career, I'll never forgive him.
They waited outside the operating room for more than three hours, from afternoon until evening, before the operating room door was finally opened.
Seeing the doctor come out, Wenrou quickly went up to ask about Huo Yanchuan's condition.
"Doctor, how is he?"
"The surgery was successful. All the bullet casings were removed. Fortunately, the casings did not damage the nerves in his leg. However, he needs to rest well during this period and absolutely cannot exercise. We cannot guarantee that his leg will not suffer any long-term effects."
The doctor explained all the important precautions to them, and Wenrou breathed a sigh of relief after hearing them.
Huo Yanchuan was transferred to a regular ward, still wearing his military uniform, as he hadn't had time to change.
The anesthesia hasn't worn off yet, and he's still not fully awake.
"Sister-in-law, I'll leave things here to you. I'll go back and report now." Hao Gang was relieved to see that Huo Yanchuan was alright.
Wenrou nodded gently. "You can go back now. Leave this to me."
After Hao Gang left, Wenrou found a chair and sat on the edge of the bed, then wet a towel and wiped his face.
The doctor said he was lucky this time; his thigh was saved.
Wenrou looked at his thigh, which was wrapped in a thick layer of gauze, and his pants were cut open to the top of his thigh. The muscles in his thigh, where there was no injury, were firm and strong.
She came in a hurry this time and didn't bring any extra things, nor did she bring Huo Yanchuan a change of clothes.
The ward was quite cold at night. Although the clothes she was wearing were not thin, her hands and feet were still freezing.
Worried that Huo Yanchuan would get cold at night, she went to the doctor and got a glass bottle, filled it with hot water, and put it in his bed.
She had been keeping watch over Huo Yanchuan's hospital bed, afraid that he would wake up and get out of bed at night, but in the latter half of the night she was so sleepy that she couldn't resist anymore, so she leaned down and fell asleep by the bedside.
Huo Yanchuan originally felt that his whole body was frozen and he could no longer feel anything, but at this moment, he felt something warm placed next to his hand, and his stiff and cold body gradually warmed up.
After the anesthesia wore off, he slowly opened his eyes.
He first reached into the blanket and took out a glass bottle, then turned his head and saw Wenrou lying on the side of the bed.
She was so cold that she curled up all over, her brows furrowed tightly as if she were having a nightmare.
Huo Yanchuan looked at her sleeping face. He was used to seeing her fierce and confrontational, but now that she was quiet, she had an indescribable tranquility and gentleness.
Huo Yanchuan placed the still-warm thermos next to her hand. Seeing a white thing stuck on her eyelashes, he instinctively wanted to remove it for her.
But just as his hand touched her gentle face, her eyes opened.
Huo Yanchuan's hand froze awkwardly in mid-air for a moment. Wenrou narrowed her eyes and looked at him, also stunned.
"You're awake?" Realizing that the anesthesia had worn off on Huo Yanchuan, Wenrou hurriedly tried to stand up.
She had been sleeping face down, which had caused her entire left arm and leg to go numb. She lost her balance and fell onto Huo Yanchuan.
Seeing this, Huo Yanchuan quickly reached out and caught her, preventing her from hitting the headboard.
His arms were strong and powerful; he could hold her steadily with just one hand.
Wenrou felt a large hand tightly gripping her waist, and her body was very close to him at this moment. She could also smell the alcohol disinfectant on him.
She looked at the man in front of her and said somewhat embarrassedly, "I...I wasn't steady."
"It's nothing." Huo Yanchuan said calmly, his voice slightly hoarse. He then calmly released his hand, but the warmth from Wenrou's body still lingered in his palm, causing his ears to turn red involuntarily.
Huo Yanchuan felt that he could have wrapped his hand around her waist just now. He never expected that she was so strong but had such a thin waist.
Wenrou, unaware of Huo Yanchuan's thoughts, eased the awkward atmosphere and asked, "How are you feeling? Is there anything else that's bothering you?"
Huo Yanchuan shook his head. "No."
Apart from the injured area on my right thigh, which I still can't feel, the rest of my body is fine.
However, this injury was nothing to him. He calculated the trajectory of the bullet and avoided vital parts of his body, so he would be fine.
He didn't want to jeopardize his future because of that idiot Zhou Dayong.
"Are you hungry? What would you like to eat? Or do you need to go to the bathroom?" Wenrou continued to ask.
"I'm not hungry." Huo Yanchuan said, his expression showing a hint of hesitation and embarrassment. He had indeed been woken up by the urge to urinate, but he couldn't say it in front of Wenrou.