roccoschili Chapter 996 Nan Huan's Background
Chapter 996 Nan Huan's Background
Nan has never forgotten his memories of his hometown, not even for a moment.
Especially when he recalls the moment his mother was drowned alive in the pond, his heart aches and he feels unbearable pain.
To this day, he has never forgotten his mother's terrified face and the deep despair and reluctance in her eyes as she looked at him. This image lingers in Nan Huan's mind and he cannot shake it off.
After calming down, Nan slowly told Xiao Wei, "My home is in a small village called Beimen Village in Anyang County, Yu Province."
“My master found me and took me in when I was only six years old in that area. However, it was also there that my mother suffered injustice and eventually died.”
"I will not be a gentleman if I do not avenge this wrong. I must go back there, find those ignorant and pedantic people, and make them atone for their sins against my deceased mother and all the victims, so that their souls may rest in peace!"
Xiao Wei shook Nan Huan's body forcefully, forcing him to calm down, and said, "We'll have to wait until things here are completely resolved before we talk about it! Don't worry, Xiao Tian and I will definitely do our best to help you then."
"Your current condition is really abnormal. If you rush out like this, you might cause a lot of trouble!" Xiao Wei held his hand tightly and walked quickly towards the operating room.
Let him calm down for a couple of days first, and then he can think things through carefully.
Oda was sitting quietly on the ground, leaning against the wall. He was exhausted and was resting against the wall.
The doctor standing nearby quickly conducted a thorough examination on him and gave a diagnosis: "Comrade, please be sure to pay attention to your health."
"Is his injury serious?" Liu Zhiming asked the doctor.
Dr. Jiang stood up and told them, "After preliminary examination, there is a blood clot in his head. It is quite common for him to experience dizziness, nausea, or vomiting during this period. We suggest that he try to stay in a lying position and rest for a while."
Dr. Jiang knew that these people were all quite resilient; they were the type to stay on the front lines even with minor injuries, and they wouldn't lie down to recuperate as long as they had a breath left.
Liu Zhiming and Feng Zhiyun rushed forward, wanting to help Xiaotian up and take her to a ward to rest and recuperate.
Xiao Tian waved his hand forcefully, indicating that he was determined not to leave the spot. He muttered to himself, "No, I have to stay here and wait for Xiao Yun to come out. I failed to protect her. I need to make sure Xiao Yun is safe before I go back to rest."
Jiang Jiyuan came to Xiaotian's side, gently patted his shoulder and said, "Xiaotian, don't take all the blame on yourself. I am her brother. It is my fault for not taking good care of my sister. I should thank you for protecting her life."
Looking at the closed operating room, Jiang Jiyuan continued, "According to the hospital's arrangements, Xiaoyun will be transferred to a ward after her surgery. You can simply stay in the same ward and wait for her there."
After being persuaded by the three people, Xiaotian finally reluctantly agreed to return to the ward to rest.
After a quick wash, Xiaotian collapsed onto the bed with a sigh of relief and began to absentmindedly ponder her thoughts.
If it weren't for the enormous ancient bell he had glimpsed inside the dilapidated temple earlier, he and Jiang Jiyun would probably be dead in the explosion by now.
At that time, he thought that when the War of Resistance against Japan was finally won, he would return to the temple to accompany his master to his death, and at that time he would place this bell in the temple.
So, blinded by greed, Xiaotian secretly hid the large clock in his own space when no one was looking.
Although the giant bell looks quite large, if it is placed flat, its interior can still hold some items, and the space it occupies is not too outrageous.
Thinking back to that harrowing and critical moment, Xiaoyun was already unconscious, and they were unable to enter the space.
In this critical moment of life and death, Xiao Tian, who had nowhere else to turn, thought of the big bell. The two of them hid inside the big bell and were able to escape by sheer luck.
It was truly a blessing from Buddha this time; otherwise, the two of them would probably have been blown to bits.
Before dawn, the operating room doors finally opened, and Jiang Wenming pushed out a hospital bed.
The hospital bed drew the attention of several nurses around it, who stared at it intently, almost as if they could see right through it.
These nurses longed for this bed because, on ordinary days, whenever they needed to take a patient into the operating room, they always had to struggle to lift the heavy stretcher.
The bed in front of us is equipped with wheels, which will undoubtedly greatly improve transportation efficiency and allow the wounded to receive more timely treatment.
In a daze, Xiao Tian was awakened by a slight noise. He opened his eyes and looked towards the door of the ward.
Liu Zhiming quietly looked at Jiang Jiyun, who was still unconscious, and said softly, "I'll go prepare some hot water first. You can help your sister clean the dirt off her face and tidy her hair later. But I think she'll be hard to coax this time."
Nan, who had already recovered, quickly stepped forward and saw Jiang Jiyuan and Jiang Wenming carefully move the person onto the hospital bed. The two nurses happily pushed the previous bed away.
When Nan saw that Jiang Jiyun's hair had been burned by the flames, he couldn't help but frown.
The once smooth hair has now become brittle and looks impossible to comb. The only solution now is to cut off all the damaged parts.
It definitely needs to be cut off completely; you can't have hair on one side and shave it all off on the other, so the only option is to shave it all off.
The thought of Jiang Jiyun waking up and finding that her precious hair was gone again, and how she might cry, filled Jiang Jiyuan and the others with a sense of pity.
Jiang Jiyuan and Liu Zhiming walked out of the ward. Seeing that the surgery had been successfully completed, Feng Zhiyun quickly walked out of the room, picked up the phone, and dialed a number to report the situation to his superiors.
The office area located in the base area had been brightly lit all night, and all the leaders were anxiously waiting for news from Jiangxi Province.
Is this really the right thing to do? Should we keep her by our side? Some people couldn't help but ask.
Another voice responded: No, we cannot restrict her steps; she deserves the right to choose freely.
"That's right. If she were confined to a certain place simply because she has special talents, it would probably dishearten her," another person echoed.
This incident was merely an accident. Once they arrive in Shanghai and are properly settled, we only need to send our personnel to secretly protect them. Someone else added.
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