Chapter 918: Chapter 915: Poisonous Hand 2
Wan Donglin has been in a deep sleep.
The doctor said that his brain was injured, and even though the surgery was successful, he would remain in a drowsy state for about a week. Luckily, the bullet fragment passed through at an angle; otherwise, even God Daluo couldn’t have saved him.
She opened the drawer and saw the bullet that had been removed.
This was the first time in her life that she had seen such a thing with her own eyes.
The ancient people valued profound martial arts, internal cultivation methods, and the ability to leap over eaves and walk on walls, but all these mysterious skills become so powerless in the era of firearms. Modern warfare doesn’t even rely on sheer numbers, nor on ground tactics, nor on capturing territories...
According to U.S. war simulations, when attacking an enemy country, within two hours, they first cut off all your communication, power facilities, electronic phones, and network systems... No matter how advanced your fighter jets are, you won’t even have a chance to take off.
That was the case with the Iraq War back then. Despite Iraq having many high-end fighter jets, they didn’t even get a chance to take off and ended up as heaps of scrap metal.
A small bullet can take a life in the blink of an eye.
Yan Xixi clenched her fist, putting away the bullet. She thought, there must have been a reason Empress Dowager Liu kept this thing back then.
There was also a sense of fear; if luck had been slightly worse, Wan Donglin might have never woken up again.
At this moment, even though he was still in a dazed sleep, his complexion was no longer ashen as it had been. After a while, she gently placed her face against his, listening to his even breathing, and the temperature in his palm felt perfectly normal.
Finally, she felt a weight lifted off her shoulders.
She was grateful enough to the heavens.
She wasn’t tired at all, eagerly following the doctor’s instructions, gently wiping and massaging his hands and feet. After all, after lying down for so many days, his whole body must be uncomfortable.
She pressed on his legs and feet, massaged his arms, and even gently rubbed his ears.
In his stupor, he might have felt the comfort, as his expression softened and his breathing became more even.
Yan Xixi suddenly realized that this was the first time in her life she had truly and wholeheartedly served and cared for him.
How long had he been taking care of her?
It started when her mother passed away, right? She was sick for two or three months, and he took her to the hospital, called in doctors, had servants take care of her three meals a day... Back then, he hadn’t fallen in love with her yet.
Later, when she was pregnant, he gradually began to cherish her, even stayed at home every day, accompanied her to every prenatal checkup without exception. After they broke the ice and truly reconciled, he took care of her even more, looked after her illness, barbecued lamb ribs, accompanied her on her first flight, and sent her abroad...
A man’s time and money are limited. If he doesn’t spend them on you, he’ll spend them on another woman.
Even if those material things were nothing to him, not worth mentioning, but what about the thoughts and efforts? These are far more precious than material things.
Now, she could finally repay him as well.
This made her very happy.
Exhausted, she lay down by his bed and soon fell asleep.
The benefits of deep sleep are unimaginable. She was so tired before, but after one sleep, she was completely refreshed.
By then, the sky was very dim, but the room was quite warm. Yan Xixi walked to the window, opened it, and saw the bare French sycamores outside. A cold wind blew in, and she quickly closed the window again.