Ace Sniper: My Husband Gets Down

Feng Xuelan had a nightmare. She dreamed that many people were chasing Zong Mingzhe, and Zong Mingzhe was shot after another, and finally fell into a pool of blood.

She ran desperately, but she couldn't get close to him, she could only watch him lying there from a distance, just like those people who were shot by her...

Lowering her head, she was actually holding that familiar sniper rifle in her hand, and when she raised her head, she saw Zong Mingzhe running in front of her again.Raising the gun, Zong Mingzhe's figure appeared in the scope.

Don't pull the trigger!Don't kill him!
Feng Xuelan yelled at herself desperately, but she couldn't make a sound, she couldn't even control her fingers.

One shot after another, the bullets hit Zong Mingzhe's body, and he fell into a pool of blood again, motionless...

why!why!
She desperately called his name, but he never opened his eyes to look at her, just lay there quietly, motionless...

Zong Mingzhe!Zong Mingzhe!
Suddenly woke up.

Feng Xuelan stared blankly at the unfamiliar ceiling, and it took a long time to recover from the nightmare.

But the reality that came back to her mind was more terrifying than the nightmare!
She hurriedly turned over and got up from the bed. At this time, there was a dull pain in the back of her neck. Feng Xuelan took a breath, covered her neck, and then remembered what happened outside the intensive care unit.

"Damn it!" Feng Xuelan complained fiercely, as soon as she opened the door, she saw Qin Huhao who knocked her neck standing outside the door.

Looking at each other, Qin Huhao saw Feng Xuelan clutching his neck and hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, I..."

Feng Xuelan rushed forward, grabbed his collar, and roared, "If you really feel sorry for me, please tell me what happened!"

"Xuelan, calm down."

A familiar voice came from the side, Feng Xuelan turned her head to see that the person who spoke was He Yaoshi.

He Yaoshi's pale face showed more fatigue, he came over and pulled Feng Xuelan back into the room.

After closing the door, He Yaoshi asked Feng Xuelan to sit down and told her the details.

"Mingzhe hasn't woken up yet. It's not just you who are anxious, we are all anxious too, but it's useless to be anxious now. Including Li Qinghui, many medical experts have been called to consult Mingzhe. According to what they know now According to the situation, Mingzhe's trauma is not life-threatening. But his head has been hit violently, and he has lost too much blood, both of which can cause him to be in a coma now. The doctors are not sure yet Because of the specific reasons, no effective treatment plan has been found yet.”

He Yaoshi speaks in a very orderly manner, no matter how complicated or difficult to explain things, they become easy to understand in his mouth.

Violent impact...excessive blood loss...

At least for these two situations, Feng Xuelan understood.

She had seen people who were knocked unconscious on the battlefield. Even if there were no obvious injuries on the outside, such people would still die.

She saw more cases of excessive blood loss. Such people would convulse and fall into a coma. Even with timely blood transfusion, they might not be able to save them.

"Xuelan, you know Li Qinghui and what a great doctor he is. There are still many doctors who are as good as Li Qinghui trying to treat Mingzhe. We have to believe in their abilities and believe that they can treat Mingzhe. Get back. Do you understand?"

After He Yaoshi finished speaking, he found that Feng Xuelan's expression was a little dull.

At this moment, Feng Xuelan's mind was already filled with the "deaths" she had seen before.

It's not that she doesn't believe what He Yaoshi said, and it's not that she doesn't believe in those powerful doctors. She hopes that what He Yaoshi said is true, and even more that the doctors are as powerful as gods...

But she couldn't stop thinking about those "deaths", because she had seen too many deaths since she was a child, whether it was people who died at the hands of others or people who died at her own hands, it was really... ...too much to much...

No one understands how fragile a "person" is better than her, and no one understands how quickly a life can pass away better than her.

With a "bang" gunshot, others can die, and she can die too.

She's even experienced death, knowing it's only a blink of an eye...

"Xuelan? Feng Xuelan!" He Yaoshi didn't know what Feng Xuelan was thinking, he found that the girl's eyes seemed to become unpredictable to him in just a few seconds.

Being called by him like this, Feng Xuelan suddenly came back to her senses, she stood up and walked out, but was held back by He Yaoshi.

"Where are you going?" He Yaoshi asked.

"Go...go to him..."

She wants to look at him, at least he is still alive...

He Yaoshi finally understood the girl's eyes again, the despair in her eyes was so distressing...

He Yaoshi took a pair of slippers for Feng Xuelan to put on, and it was only then that Feng Xuelan realized that she had been running around barefoot just now.

She smiled wryly, thinking that if Zong Mingzhe saw this, he would smile again, confuse her discovery, and say "idiot" in his deep and pleasant voice...

"You're the idiot, you know that?"

Standing outside the glass wall, Feng Xuelan said to Zong Mingzhe who was lying inside, "I had a dream that I beat you to death. Guess why? Hmph, because I think you are weak Yes! After coming back from injury, you are still lying here motionless. You are so weak! Tell me, where did your usual abilities go? When you fight with me, you don’t have to use all your strength. You protect me while fighting. Afraid that I will get hurt, do you think I don’t know? I won’t get hurt! Not only will I not get hurt, but I will laugh at you! I will laugh at you for the rest of my life!”

Silence.

Only the monotonous sound of the instruments around him.

"Say, do you want to lose face? If you don't get up, I'll really laugh at you forever!"

Drip—drip—drip—drip—

The only response to her was still the voice of the machine.

The sound seemed to detonate the anger in Feng Xuelan's heart, she finally broke out, rushed forward, and used all her strength to smash the damn glass with her fist fiercely between the two of them!
"Zong Mingzhe! Zong Mingzhe! Wake up! Zong Mingzhe!"

Seeing this, He Yaoshi and Qin Huhao rushed forward to hold her back, but Feng Xuelan struggled desperately!
roar!struggle!
Tears poured out, blurred vision, voice became hoarse, stuck in the throat...

In the end, Feng Xuelan was subdued by these two people and dragged out.

In the corridor, Feng Xuelan burst into tears.

He couldn't hear her voice, and he couldn't hear her call.He couldn't open his arms to hold her tightly, he couldn't smile at her, he couldn't talk to her, he couldn't even open his eyes to look at her...