Special Forces Medic

Chapter 1258: Chapter 1237: Suspended Animation

External injuries can be healed, internal injuries can be treated, yet for unusual symptoms like those of Yelu Shou, both were at a loss. The ashtray on the table was filled with cigarette butts, long and short, their white tips stained a deep brown.

"Smoke any more, and you’ll soon become the youngest lung cancer patient in history, and that as the renowned military doctor," the Black Doctor snatched the cigarette from Xiao Lin’s mouth and stubbed it out in the ashtray. "External injuries aren’t that serious, the poisoned area you dealt with in time, so it didn’t reach the organs, but a scar is inevitable."

"That’s not what I want to hear. I want to know why he hasn’t woken up. Lao Jiu said he only saw that person point a finger at Shou’s brow, and he turned out like this."

"Have you heard of fake sleeping? It’s akin to a death-like state, like we say in medicine, a vegetative state, though a bit better since it’s a state of consciousness. In his unconscious state, he can hear the outside world; apart from not being able to move, see, or speak, everything else is like a normal person."

Xiao Lin was taken aback; he hadn’t heard of such symptoms, nor had he encountered such a person. Yet he remembered that guy saying someone wanted Yelu Shou dead. Could it be that from the beginning, he didn’t intend to kill him, but used this method as a detour? If that’s the case, he couldn’t quite grasp what this person called Liu Yi actually wanted, between right and wrong?

"Is there a way I can restore him to a normal state? Where there is a way to inflict, there must be a way to relieve; it’s no different from poison."

"Well, there is, but you probably don’t have a chance to obtain it." The Black Doctor displayed that strange expression again, inscrutable as ever.

"’Night Prohibition’? Is that what you’re referring to?" Xiao Lin cleverly deduced what the Black Doctor was alluding to, his deep, dark eyes staring seriously at him. "Previously, I wouldn’t have inquired about these things from you, but this time I hope you can help me; this concerns Shou."

"Ah, I’ve said ’Night Prohibition’ isn’t with me. I only saw it once when I was very young. If you really want to save Yelu Shou, you have to directly find the person who did this, and quickly."

"Really don’t know? Why do I feel that your knowledge of ’Night Prohibition’ exceeds the amount of information darkly available? It’s not that I haven’t been looking, but all outcomes are stuck at ten years ago, and you say you only saw it in your youth. Isn’t that time gap a bit vague, nearly three years missing in between. I don’t want to know what you really are, I just want to know how to save Yelu Shou. I’m not interested in ’Night Prohibition,’ nor am I interested in the true meaning of that code right now. As you said, just finding the person can get the answer, finding the person who left the code would be faster than searching for a thing that may not even exist, wouldn’t you agree, Black Doctor?"

"Heh, you really did investigate me, but isn’t it better to first investigate who actually wants him dead? From my view, this group of people doesn’t aim for his life. The huge gesture the eastern three provinces showed you, their hidden motives are just to get firearms?"

Xiao Lin exhaled deeply, as if expelling all the stale air accumulated in his chest. "What Yelu Shou is to you, perhaps no one fails to understand. Someone impatiently wants to remove one of your arms to obscure your sight; losing dark assistance may not change much for you, but losses are evident. In other words, since you returned from the manor, this battle has already escalated. Now it’s not about impulsively doing anything, but rather thinking about who will ultimately win by removing those obstacles and preserving those around you."

The Black Doctor ignored Xiao Lin’s puzzled gaze, surprisingly verbose today, even for himself. "I’m not doing this for you; I’m doing it for this place. Without you, hundreds of people here might be homeless. Sin City is our entire source on Black Street now, so every decision you make impacts many people. Perhaps you were solitary before, but shouldn’t you redefine responsibility so those willing to follow you don’t sacrifice in vain?"

It’s rare for the Black Doctor to let his operating room out, akin to handing his heart over for others to manage. Xiao Lin sat in the Black Doctor’s usual leather chair, unmoving, letting darkness engulf him, staring off as if daydreaming or remembering something, his gaze perpetually tinged with a moment of daze.

He had to admit, the opposite definitely gave him a considerable blow—perhaps exactly their intention, but whoever they were, he was determined to dig them out; this would not change.

At dawn, when Xiao Lin opened the door to the operating room, the first thing he saw was a woman bathed in the morning light, back facing him while gazing at the sky. Xiao Lin quietly approached from behind, hugging Xia Xue tightly, resting his head on her shoulder.

"Why are you here? There are too many men here!"

"You didn’t return all night. I heard about Yelu Shou’s situation, worried about you, so came to check. They said you stayed inside all night." Xia Xue displayed a worried expression, wishing to help Xiao Lin, yet often becoming an instrument used by his enemies. Only now could she gradually understand all of Xiao Lin’s diligent efforts amidst her whims.

"Don’t talk about me, how’s the situation outside? If they target Shou, they’ll certainly act against you. I’ve asked Consort Ling to guard you, so you must listen to him, not stray from his protection, understand?" Xiao Lin held Xia Xue’s hand as they walked to the third floor. Here he had a private resting space, though mostly living in Sin City since that’s where Xia Xue was.

"No one’s here?" It wasn’t her first time up to this building, but today felt particularly strange. "Where are they?"

"Everyone’s busy. Don’t let their idle fronts deceive; they all work covertly." Only face to face with Xia Xue did the man exhibit tenderness, wrapping her within his arms on the sofa, deeply inhaling the scent of her hair, calming his heart naturally. "Don’t change the subject, answer my question."

"Hmm, the situation isn’t good. Several suppliers have backed out last minute; expanding products has become difficult." Xia Xue adjusted her hair, trying not to let Xiao Lin notice her worry. (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote for it at Qidian.com using recommendation and monthly tickets; your support is my greatest motivation.)

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