Gu Yanshen, holding the weightless woman in his arms, dashed through the chaotic backstage as if he had lost his mind.
His military coat was still wrapped around Lin Wan Yi, and a faint trace of blood from her lips stained his own shirt.
He couldn't hear anything, nor could he see anything, with only one thought in his mind.
The hospital.
Keep her alive.
The General Hospital of the Military Region, Emergency Room.
The red light was like a blood-red eye, piercing the nerves of everyone in the corridor.
Gu Yanshen stood at the door like a statue soaked in blood, motionless.
His eyes were no longer just red, but a deep scarlet, staring steadfastly at the cold door.
As if he wanted to burn a hole through it with his gaze.
The corridor was crowded with people.
The commander, Political Commissioner Chen, Wang Xiu'e, and Sister Zhou had all arrived.
