"Xingzhi!" Liang Yueze trembled looking at the person on the stretcher. He did not know what happened to Lu Xingzhi, who was reduced to a bloody, red mess. What happened to the best soldier in the platoon, a strong and rugged man?
"Where is my wife?" Lu Xingzhi opened his eyes slowly. A simple action like this was now difficult and excruciating for him to perform. His chest hurt so bad that his body would tremble every time he breathed.
He vaguely understood that he was losing a race against time and fate.
Hence, even if he did die, he wanted to die in his own country, wrapped in the arms of the person he loved the most. He promised her before he left.
"Brother Lu, Jiang Yao is on her way here! You will see her once your operation is over! You must keep holding on!" Zhou Weiqi almost started crying while reassuring Lu Xingzhi.