Chapter 2221 - 2214: False Alarm
Over six thousand navy personnel from Haisha Island and over three hundred sailors from the China Divine Shield set out together, spending three days and nights until they finally found Wang Dadong.
Wang Dadong was covered in scars, some wounds were so deep they exposed bone, many bones were fractured, and his internal organs suffered severe impacts. Yet miraculously, he hadn’t died and was still barely clinging to life.
To save Wang Dadong, four Ghost Doctors personally arrived from the Heavenly Capital.
"Chen Gong, how is Comrade Wang Dadong’s condition?"
Chen Bowen shook his head, "The situation is dire. The four of us are afraid we’re powerless. Nowadays, there might be only one person capable of saving him."
"Who is that person? Grandpa said that as long as we can save Comrade Wang Dadong, any price is worth it." Wang Wei said.
Chen Bowen chuckled bitterly, "If inviting him were possible, we wouldn’t need you to say so, General Wang; we’d have done it already. The problem is, the one who can save him is himself."
Even the four Ghost Doctors couldn’t do anything, which essentially announced that Wang Dadong was beyond saving. However, that breath of life within Wang Dadong persisted, never extinguished.
"Everything depends on fate now. If he doesn’t wake up in three days, let’s issue the critical condition notice..." Chen Bowen sighed.
Wang Dadong was wrapped in bandages all over, filled with tubes, lying weakly on the bed like a terminally ill patient.
The Legendary Battle Technique, while overpowering, could summon a Golden War God to fight. Yet the Golden War God’s breath is connected with the spellcaster’s. That day Wang Dadong was struck by countless missiles; although they only hit the Golden War God, it still caused him significant injury.
If it weren’t for his powerful cultivation, his body would likely have turned directly into minced meat under the backlash force.
After everyone left, Qiao Feifei lingered by Wang Dadong’s bedside.
In Qiao Feifei’s heart, he was a man akin to the divine.
He could pilot a battleship, repair missile systems, ride on the back of a shark, and single-handedly destroy several warships...
Every feat seemed to surpass human limits, and many times, Qiao Feifei felt Wang Dadong wasn’t human, but should be labeled as superhuman.
Yet at this moment, Qiao Feifei realized that Wang Dadong was just an ordinary person, capable of getting hurt, feeling pain, and, more soberingly, dying.
Looking at Wang Dadong, who appeared asleep, Qiao Feifei suddenly leaned down and kissed his lips.
The Major General didn’t know how to express her emotions; she could only convey her love for Wang Dadong using this simplest and most direct method.
Indeed, love. Qiao Feifei’s heart had long been captured by Wang Dadong. After their relationship, she truly wished Wang Dadong would declare that he would be responsible for her. Unfortunately, Wang Dadong hadn’t uttered those words.
Beep!
The heart monitor suddenly showed a strong fluctuation.
Qiao Feifei looked at the heart monitor in thrilled unbelief, expecting a miracle. But the reality told her no miracle had occurred. The heart monitor’s rhythm remained weak, and the sound just now felt more like an illusion.
"No, it wasn’t an illusion." Qiao Feifei was very sure; she hadn’t misheard. It was the sound she heard just as she was kissing Wang Dadong that made her stop.
Why would this happen? Could it be because I kissed him? This absurd thought emerged in Qiao Feifei’s mind. If a kiss could heal, why would doctors be needed?
But she couldn’t resign herself to it, and by now, she could only try anything she could.
Qiao Feifei kissed Wang Dadong again.
Indeed, as her lips pressed against Wang Dadong’s once more, the heart monitor shook vigorously again.
Although she didn’t understand why this was happening, Qiao Feifei felt as if she had discovered treasure, pressing her lips firmly against Wang Dadong’s.
Gradually, Wang Dadong’s initially weak heartbeat started gaining strength. Since Qiao Feifei was leaning over Wang Dadong, she could clearly feel Wang Dadong’s heartbeats.
Feeling it was effective, Qiao Feifei naturally kissed more vigorously.
With Qiao Feifei’s kisses, Wang Dadong’s body grew warmer, breath becoming heavy, and it blew intensely against Qiao Feifei’s face.
A powerful masculine aura overwhelmed her, causing Qiao Feifei’s heartbeat to accelerate as images of her time with Wang Dadong resurfaced in her mind.
"No, no, I can’t think wildly, he’s a patient, and I’m helping him heal!" Qiao Feifei hastily cast aside her chaotic emotions and resumed kissing Wang Dadong earnestly.
People are strange that way—the more you try not to think about something, the harder it is not to. Less than a minute later, Qiao Feifei started indulging in daydreams again.
"Anyway, he wouldn’t know." Unable to help it, Qiao Feifei stopped trying to control herself.
So it went — ten minutes went by, then twenty minutes... an hour passed...
Gradually, Qiao Feifei felt herself growing drowsy, but for Wang Dadong’s healing, she didn’t stop kissing him.
Just as Wang Dadong awoke, he felt a sweet fragrance enveloping him; it was Qiao Feifei pressing against him, her lips still on his, though it seemed like she had fallen asleep.
Wang Dadong knew naturally what Qiao Feifei was trying to do; given his powerful cultivation, although his body was asleep, his consciousness remained aware.
He didn’t wake up due to some shared ability with Lin Xiao, but rather because of his own recovery abilities.
Still, his condition was too severe; he merely regained consciousness.
After an unknown stretch of time, Qiao Feifei suddenly woke up. When she checked the heart monitor, she saw it had turned into a straight line, immediately alarming her. She quickly notified the four Ghost Doctors.
The four Ghost Doctors rushed over.
Everyone wore a sorrowful expression.
"He’s... gone..."
"It’s a pity..."
"..."
All the Ghost Doctors sighed dejectedly.
Upon hearing the Ghost Doctors’ words, Qiao Feifei lay by the bedside and began to cry.
Old General Ke Long and Major General Wang Wei also arrived.
Everyone was mourning, as a hero of the country had passed away.
"Wait, he seems to still have body warmth." Qiao Feifei touched Wang Dadong’s body.
Chen Bowen quickly checked Wang Dadong’s neck pulse, discovering it was indeed strong. Observing his breath, he appeared lively, nowhere near the semblance of death.
Actually, with their eyesight, the Ghost Doctors should have realized Wang Dadong hadn’t died. Nonetheless, hearing the earlier news was too heartbreaking, so they hadn’t noticed.
"Turns out it was a mix-up." Looking at the heart monitor wires that had fallen aside, the Ghost Doctors all blushed.
"Boohoo..." Suddenly, Qiao Feifei began crying again.
"You bastard, get up quickly; I haven’t taken responsibility for you yet." Qiao Feifei said as she punched Wang Dadong playfully.