As soon as the ship docked at the port, Luo Ye immediately called the Boss and reported that Dong Enyu was shot during the mission and was in critical condition.
She put away her phone and went to Yong Le and Dong Enyu’s side, carefully squatting down to check on Dong Enyu’s condition.
Although the bleeding had stopped, if she wasn’t taken to the hospital soon, her life would be in danger.
Yong Le placed her index finger under Dong Enyu’s nose, and only after confirming that the woman was still breathing did she breathe a slight sigh of relief, but she didn’t want to leave.
“They’re coming,” Luo Ye’s deep, magnetic voice was unusually tinged with fatigue.
The implication was for Yong Le to leave quickly.
But she didn’t care, “Why did you trust me just now?” When Dong Enyu hesitated, Luo Ye unexpectedly spoke up for her, which was what Yong Le cared about.
“Because,” Luo Ye reached out to brush away the stray hair by Dong Enyu’s ear, and said softly, “she trusts you.” Even if Dong Enyu didn’t say it, even if she showed a hesitant expression… Luo Ye knew that Dong Enyu trusted Yong Le.
This time, Yong Le didn’t show a smug look; instead, she smiled rather bitterly, and even looking at Dong Enyu’s sleeping face became somewhat complicated, “After so many times, she still hasn’t learned her lesson.
Do you think… she really loves me?” It was supposed to be a joke, but Yong Le hoped Luo Ye would answer seriously.
Unfortunately, the other party wasn’t that generous.
“Get lost!” Luo Ye raised her eyes and glared coldly at Yong Le, while the loud siren of an ambulance sounded in the distance.
Now Yong Le had no choice but to leave, but as she left, she still left her camouflage jacket for Dong Enyu.
When the ambulance arrived, two black sedans followed behind.
The paramedics hurriedly took out a stretcher and lifted the blood-loss unconscious Dong Enyu onto the sterile white cloth, and a nurse placed an oxygen mask on the woman while tossing aside the jacket covering Dong Enyu.
“Thank you for your hard work!” Di Wei said as he walked forward, only to see Luo Ye picking up the blood-stained military jacket and slowly putting it on.
Emergency rescue immediately commenced, with Dong Enyu lying on the stretcher, a nurse cleaning her wound and administering a tetanus shot.
“Yeah.” Luo Ye withdrew her gaze, only then noticing that Zhao Han had come along with Di Wei.
That tall, slender figure stood in the cold wind, eyes hidden behind glasses staring unblinkingly in the direction of the ambulance…
“I’ve already checked that batch of goods, no problem! Thanks to you and Dong Enyu for your help, if she survives, I’ll definitely reward her well!” A casual remark made Luo Ye slightly angry, a shallow glance making Di Wei somewhat intimidated.
“Thank you for your hard work, Miss Luo.” Huo Ai walked up slowly, nodding slightly to express her gratitude.
Seeing this, Luo Ye expressionlessly headed towards the ambulance, making the scene a bit awkward.
“Sorry, she’s probably tired,” Di Wei scratched his head, stepping forward amicably, “I’ve already inspected the goods, I’ll have someone unload and move them back to Wutang later, the remaining payment will be transferred to your account tomorrow.”
“No problem.” Huo Ai nodded, indicating there was no rush.
Di Wei instructed a few men to unload the goods from the ship, and after finishing his work, he turned to look at Zhao Han, noticing the woman had come out in thin home clothes, making him feel a bit distressed.
He took off his jacket and draped it over the woman, “I told you the wind at the port is strong, yet you still came along.
Let’s go, everything’s settled, let’s go home.”
Seeing this, Huo Ai nodded to Di Wei, indicating she would leave first.
Just as she was about to get in the car, Luo Ye came over.
“Going to the hospital?” The blood-stained military uniform looked intimidating, Luo Ye glanced at the departing ambulance and asked Huo Ai’s intention.
“Of course.” She still had things to handle.
Hearing this, Luo Ye didn’t say more, she opened the passenger seat door and got in.
Huo Ai wasn’t surprised, just as she was about to get in the car, Zhao Han unexpectedly came over too, standing by the car, pointing her index finger at the back seat, her intention clear, she wanted to go to the hospital too.
“Be my guest.” Huo Ai shrugged and smiled.
“Thank you.” Zhao Han nodded and got into the car.
The car was quite silent along the way, with Huo Ai driving, Luo Ye resting against the seat, and Zhao Han looking out the window.
Ahead, the ambulance siren blared, with Dong Enyu inside receiving emergency treatment.
Although they didn’t arrive at a renowned hospital, the basic medical facilities were sufficient.
When the ambulance reached the emergency station, Dong Enyu was immediately wheeled into the operating room by a group of medical staff, without even giving a reason, in a hurry.
As Huo Ai entered the emergency room, she saw Luo Ye calmly finding a chair closest to the operating room to rest, while Zhao Han stood with her arms crossed opposite Luo Ye.
Just as she was about to go over, a few young nurses suddenly approached with forms for her to fill out, as Luo Ye seemed to have told them she was responsible for Dong Enyu.
Filling out forms wasn’t difficult, but this time it posed a constant challenge for Huo Ai.
Dong Enyu’s parents, her place of residence, any drug allergies, any previous surgeries…
“Sorry, I can’t fill out this information.” Huo Ai slowly pushed the form back to the nurse.
Because she didn’t know.
“Oh… do you have her family’s contact number?” The young nurse didn’t notice Huo Ai’s forced smile and irritation, “Or could you contact her family directly to come over? In case of any surgical complications, we also need…”
“Sorry,” Huo Ai suddenly raised her voice, interrupting the nurse’s question, with a not-so-natural smile on her face, containing a warning, “I said I can’t fill it out, did you hear that clearly?” Her intimidating approach made the young nurse tremble with fear, and Huo Ai nodded politely before leaving the stunned nurse behind.
How much did she know about Dong Enyu?
Apart from what she did at Wutang, Huo Ai’s understanding of “Dong Enyu” as a person was minimal…
The inexplicable sense of powerlessness drove Huo Ai outside the hospital, where she took out her phone and made a call.
The monotonous beeping made Huo Ai frown, the usually composed woman was particularly irritable tonight, until the call connected, and Huo Ai resumed her usual smiling demeanor.
“This time the goods being hijacked is your company’s fault, right? I hope the loss costs can be covered by your company, is that okay?” Huo Ai leaned against the concrete wall, speaking calmly, “I have an injured person here, shot in the waist, I’ll send the detailed report once the hospital issues a certificate.”
In the cold wind, Huo Ai lowered her voice, sounding a bit tired, “I understand, the data will be sent over as well.
The patient’s name is Dong Enyu, she’s my subordinate and a very important assistant at Haijiao, please handle this matter seriously, that’s all.”
After hanging up, Huo Ai returned to the hospital, noticing the young nurse avoiding eye contact with her, seemingly afraid of Manager Huo.
But the woman had no time to care about that, she looked up, the surgery light was still on.
“Miss Luo,” Huo Ai smiled kindly, “your hand is also injured, let the nurse treat your wound, I’ll cover the cost.” The torn part of the jacket revealed a hideous wound on the right arm, painful to look at, but Luo Ye seemed indifferent, as if she felt nothing.
To Huo Ai’s concern, Luo Ye only responded with her eyes.
She looked at Huo Ai’s expression, not with gratitude, but with a kind of questioning, a kind of blame.
As for the reason, Huo Ai knew well.
Unfortunately, the woman’s mask was worn very securely, without a single flaw.
“Nurse, could you please, there’s an injured person here…”
“No need.” Just as Huo Ai was about to call a nurse over to bandage, Luo Ye turned her head and threw out a sentence.
She didn’t say more, found a place to sit quietly, and patiently waited for the surgery results.
Actually, Luo Ye’s hostility towards her was understandable, Luo Ye’s feelings for Dong Enyu were not simple.
For the woman, she took the introduction fee as a gift, and when the two were at Wutang, they couldn’t have just been casual friends.
Although she didn’t understand Dong Enyu’s past, she knew the woman’s nature, the present Luo Ye and Zhao Han, and the Dong Enyu in the operating room…
The relationships were complex.
Among them, Zhao Han was the most contradictory.
The woman who once drove Dong Enyu away from the Boss, why was she now staying here?
“Miss Zhao, if you’re tired, I can have the driver take you home first?” Huo Ai suggested, “The remaining procedures will be handled by Haijiao, and I’ll report the results to Mr. Di, so you don’t need to wait here for the outcome.”
Upon hearing this, Zhao Han’s eyes only looked at the surgery light.
Huo Ai slightly lowered her eyes, what else did Zhao Han feel for Dong Enyu besides hatred?
“Forgive my boldness,” Huo Ai raised her eyes again, her dark eyes flowing with a hidden light, “if you’re waiting for news of Dong Enyu’s death, you’re probably waiting in vain, it’s just a gunshot wound, it won’t be fatal.” Did she hate her so much that she hoped she would die? Hate her so much that she wished the woman would completely disappear from this world?
Huo Ai could only interpret it this way.
As soon as she spoke, Zhao Han immediately tensed her face, glaring at Huo Ai with displeasure.
What? Did she want to argue?
From her position, could she argue?
She was the one who said, “Don’t let me see you again,” but now…
“Shut up.” In the end, Zhao Han could only coldly warn Huo Ai.
An hour later, the surgery light finally went out.
The operating room doors opened, and many nurses pushed the hospital bed out, accompanied by a doctor.
The three women saw this and quickly gathered around, only to see Dong Enyu on the white hospital bed, her face pale as snow, breathing slowly with an oxygen mask, the wounds hidden under the sheets unknown in their severity.
Thinking of this, Luo Ye couldn’t help but clench her fists, she hadn’t forgotten the pungent smell of blood on the ship, and the fear of possibly losing Dong Enyu at any moment.
“The surgery was quite successful, and the bullet has been removed.
As long as the patient gets through tonight’s critical period, there should be no major issues.
Right now, due to excessive blood loss and accumulated fatigue, the patient is in a temporary coma.
With a few days of rest, they should regain consciousness,” the doctor explained to the group after removing his gloves.
“Thank you, doctor,” Huo Ai sighed with relief.
Although she had said that a gunshot wound wouldn’t be fatal, she couldn’t help but worry.
Even though she knew Dong Enyu would be fine, deep down, she was still anxious.
“You all must be tired.
The patient will be staying in the Intensive Care Unit tonight, and family members are not allowed to accompany them in the room.
So, you should go home and rest, and come back tomorrow,” the doctor said, then immediately instructed a nurse to stand by the ward and contact the family if there were any changes.
Seeing this, Luo Ye wanted to volunteer to stay, but Huo Ai spoke up first.
“It’s okay.
Dong Enyu is my work partner, so I’ll stay here to keep watch.
It would be hard to explain to her family otherwise,” she said.
Compared to Luo Ye and Zhao Han, she had the ‘status’ to stay.
This slight sense of superiority made Huo Ai smile more gently.
“You two should go back and rest.
I’ll notify you both as soon as Enyu wakes up,” Huo Ai nodded slightly to the two of them, then followed the hospital bed into the elevator.
After the elevator doors closed, Luo Ye and Zhao Han exchanged a brief glance before leaving the hospital one after the other.
