funbook-pk Chapter 1032 She's awake!
Chapter 1032 She's awake!
Speaking of which, Zhou Zhengqing set an example for the military police by hanging people on top of the flagpole.
The way Guan Xue was dealt with back then was by hanging her on a flagpole... Now the military police are just copying that... I wonder if they'll force-feed her glucose water to prolong her suffering...
But in this kind of weather, even if you feed it glucose, it probably won't survive for long.
Li Shouren also saw what Manager Wang looked like now.
He and dozens of other emaciated refugees with vacant eyes were driven numbly past that terrifying flagpole.
He subconsciously raised his head, his eyes, empty as two dry wells, indifferently sweeping over the once familiar figure at the top of the flagpole, undergoing a slow death.
His gaze lingered on it for about three seconds.
In those three seconds, his face showed no change in expression, neither the elation of revenge nor the slightest sympathy or discomfort one would expect when witnessing the tragic state of their kind.
It was as if what he saw was not a person, but a cold object hanging on the wall, unrelated to him, or an ordinary animal carcass by the roadside.
Then, he silently and obediently lowered his head and continued to drag his leaden, incredibly heavy steps back to the dilapidated courtyard; the children still needed his care.
The wailing from the flagpole, sometimes high-pitched and sharp, sometimes low and sobbing, continued for a full day and night.
This sound, like background noise, lingered throughout the refugee camp, tormenting the ears and minds of everyone.
It wasn't until the early hours of the next day, when the sky was just beginning to lighten, that the wailing gradually faded away, until finally, there was complete silence.
At the top of the flagpole, only a completely frozen corpse, like blackish-purple cured meat, swayed gently in the cold wind.
On the same afternoon that Steward Wang's wails completely disappeared, the sunlight tried to pierce through the thick clouds, bringing a negligible amount of warmth to the cold earth.
In the military police station, in the best-equipped room that had been temporarily converted into a ward, the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant and medicine.
Xiao Juan lay on a hospital bed covered with white sheets, her body covered with a thick quilt, only her pale, bloodless face was visible.
Her breathing remained weak, and the rise and fall of her chest was barely perceptible.
The liquid in the IV bottle, drop by drop, slowly flowed through the rubber tubing and the needle stuck in the back of her slender hand, into her nearly exhausted body.
The military doctor from Yamaguchi and a young but exhausted nurse were anxiously monitoring Xiao Juan's vital signs at her bedside.
Suddenly, Dr. Yamaguchi's gaze sharpened!
He saw that Xiao Juan's long eyelashes, which covered her eyelids like butterfly wings, trembled very slightly, almost imperceptibly!
The military doctor and nurses immediately held their breath, their hearts pounding in their throats, staring intently at Xiao Juan's face, not daring to miss any subtle changes.
Time flowed slowly in the silence.
Several more long minutes passed.
Finally, Xiao Juan's eyes, which had been tightly closed for nearly two days as if they would never open again, slowly opened a thin slit.
Her eyes were initially blank, empty, and unfocused, as if she couldn't understand where she was or react to the light.
She stared blankly at the white ceiling, her pupils slightly dilated in the dim light.
After a while, her gaze seemed to slowly begin to focus.
She smelled the familiar scent of disinfectant in the air and felt the softness of the bed beneath her.
She tried to turn her neck to get a better look, but this slight movement immediately aggravated several serious wounds on her body, especially the excruciating pain in her head and abdomen. This caused her to uncontrollably let out a small, cat-like, yet painful, hoarse groan from her dry, chapped lips.
"She's awake! She's awake! Dr. Yamaguchi, she's awake!" The nurse beside her finally couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice, filled with barely suppressed joy.
After continuous and tense vigilance, we finally saw hope!
The medic, whose face had been tense, finally showed a relieved and gratified expression. He let out a long sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders.
He immediately stepped forward, bent down, and began the examination with extremely gentle movements.
He shone the dim light of his flashlight into Xiao Juan's pupils to observe the light reflection, and at the same time, in the gentlest possible tone, asked softly in fluent Mandarin, "Little girl? Can you hear me? How are you feeling? Where does it hurt?"
Xiao Juan blinked her eyes, which appeared even larger due to her thinness, and a faint glimmer of life gradually gathered in them.
She looked at the bespectacled, gentle-faced doctor in front of her and seemed to vaguely recognize him as the person who had bandaged her arm some time ago.
She nodded very slightly, almost imperceptibly, her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but no clear sound came out, only a faint breath escaped her lips.
The glimmer of life, this fragile yet incredibly tenacious spark, was finally rekindled with great difficulty in this young body that had been ravaged and almost dragged into the abyss by death!
Although this glimmer of light is faint, it signifies boundless hope!
This news was immediately reported to Yusuke Ichijo, who had been anxiously awaiting the results.
At that moment, in the ward next to Xiaojuan's.
Li Shouren was curled up, peering greedily through a narrow crack in the wall at his daughter in the next hospital bed.
His daughter, his Xiao Juan, was right there.
He vaguely heard the doctor say, "The little girl is awake!!"
The doctor's relieved expression, his exhaustion and satisfaction after completing a difficult task, struck Li Shouren's long-dormant heart like a powerful lightning bolt!
With a "buzz," he felt his mind go completely blank!
An indescribable emotion, like a flood bursting its banks, instantly shattered the dam he had built to protect himself, a dam that had become numb and hardened!
An indescribable surprise!
His daughter! His Xiao Juan! She's alive! She pulled through!!
Following closely behind was an overwhelming, deep concern! She was so badly injured, how is she now? Is she still in pain?
Then, an endless wave of heartache and sorrow washed over me!
His daughter is alive, but he, the father, can't even get close to her or hug her!
I watched as the military police officer rushed into the room, affectionately stroked my daughter's cheek, and whispered something to her.
But this father, though so close to his daughter, felt as if they were worlds apart!