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Chapter 2809

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Yang Mi stood to the side, holding Lu Fei's other hand tightly. She tried her best to make herself look stronger and not shed tears. She could understand the pain Lu Fei was enduring at the moment because she had seen the X-ray picture just now. She could feel it from the bone diagram above.

But even so, Lu Fei's expression was still extraordinarily calm, as if nothing had happened. Perhaps his face was a little pale because of the excessive pain and his body's self-reflex. Yang Mi believed that if he could control it, Lu Fei might not even frown even if he lost an arm.

She did not ask about the scars on Lu Fei's back, but she knew that Lu Fei had suffered a lot before, and that pain was absolutely unimaginable to her.

Perhaps it was because of those injuries and scars that created the almost perfect Lu Fei today. The hospital's operating room was filled with the smell of formalin and various drugs. Several nurses wore masks and quietly looked at Lu Fei, who was lying on the bed.

It could be seen that their eyes were filled with sadness and some complicated emotions. It was probably because they recognized Lu Fei's face. When they saw that he was still handsome despite being in such a sorry state, their complicated emotions couldn't help but improve a little. After all, this was their idol.

The girls looked nervous. After all, their idol was injured, so they were naturally worried. Huang Zitao did not dare to come over, nor did he dare to look at Lu Fei's current appearance. He sat alone on the chair in the corridor, and his whole person seemed to have lost his soul.

At this moment, his heart was full of regret. Huang Zitao knew that today's matter was his fault. Lu Fei's injury was inextricably linked to him. If he had not madly pulled the steel wire net, how could this situation have happened?

He sat quietly on the chair in the corridor of the hospital. The simple mask made him feel a little stuffy and uncomfortable. He did not know why, but in short, he felt that he was a sinner who had committed an extremely serious crime. Huang Zitao could not understand what kind of mentality he had at this moment.

But he understood that things had already happened. No matter how he tried to redeem himself, what was done could not be undone. Naturally, there was nothing to say. After all, things had already happened.

There were not many pedestrians in the hospital. After all, this was only the exclusive medical center of the Heroes Camp, and there were relatively few people. If there was really a big problem, they would definitely have to go to a large hospital. Naturally, there was no way to solve it here. But fortunately, Lu Fei's hand was only broken.

If it were not for the fact that Lu Fei did not want to expose his monstrous physique in front of others, he could have reconnected it himself. But now that he had come to the hospital, he naturally could only accept the doctor's treatment.

It should be known that when he was on the mercenary battlefield, he could easily deal with injuries that were several times more serious than this one, let alone this one. Especially the wounds on his back, he basically disinfected them with alcohol and endured the terrible pain to continue fighting.

Because there was no such thing as a "wounded soldier". Your enemy would not let you go just because you were injured. On the contrary, they would take advantage of your illness to kill you. In fact, this was also a portrayal of real life. Everyone probably had similar experiences in the workplace or in school.

"Life will never be as beautiful as you think it is." A famous person once said a wise saying. In Lu Fei's opinion, the cruel things that mercenaries encountered on the battlefield actually existed in real life, but the probability of it happening was relatively small.

It was not as complicated as imagined, but it was definitely not as simple as imagined. Life was far more melodramatic than novels.

Therefore, there was no such thing as a novel without life. The truth was so simple, but not everyone could understand it.

"Young man, bear with it." The old doctor said with a smile. As a doctor, especially when undergoing such a painful treatment, he had to make himself look happy. If he put on a serious face, the patient would probably be scared away before the treatment even started.

This was also a relatively special method of medical treatment. The old doctor was about sixty years old. He was wearing a white coat and had an amiable face. He said, "Do you think she's beautiful?"

After that, he pointed to Yang Mi, who was beside him with an anxious face. Unfortunately, Yang Mi's face was expressionless. She looked at Lu Fei quietly, but the worry in her beautiful eyes betrayed her true feelings at the moment.

"Beautiful." Lu Fei nodded.

He stared at Yang Mi's perfect oval face very straightforwardly.

At this moment, the old doctor grabbed Lu Fei's hand and began to correct his bones. Yes, he first diverted Lu Fei's attention completely to Yang Mi. And it turned out that the power of beauty and love was always supreme.

"En!"

Intense pain suddenly hit him, as if a great force had erupted. It was so shocking that even Lu Fei himself was a little confused. However, he immediately felt comfortable for a while. He had to admit that the treatment method of the old Chinese medicine doctor was very good. At least it could be seen immediately and worked so quickly.

The injuries of soldiers could be ignored, but the illness of those leaders was a big deal. It's not as simple as you think. Although the times are different now, it's still difficult to escape from that routine. After all, some things were not as simple as imagined.

"Alright, young man, try to move around a little. Your injury is a complete dislocation of your bones. Moreover, your bone structure is different from others. It's very good. Even with such a great pressure, it's only a dislocation. If it were someone else, their entire hand might have been crippled."

The old doctor still had some foresight. He said, "No, it should be completely crippled. It's not appropriate to describe it as dislocation."

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