Insufficient balance

  This world is so big, with all sorts of talented people emerging one after another. How many people like Kulm have given up their reputation and status to pursue the peak? As an ordinary person, I still dare to think about becoming a hero who surpasses the world, recklessly challenging someone from a completely different field, and stubbornly clinging to it, so I died without any regret!

  I'm already dead, aren't I?

  "Fu Yuxue, you can't die! Did you hear me? You still have many things to do, and your own woman to take care of!"

  Who is this annoying guy, I'm dead and he's still chattering nonstop in my ear?

  The car sped along the Qinghai-Tibet Highway, and Zhang Songting looked at the military doctor with eager eyes, asking repeatedly: "How is it? Can my brother survive? Will he become disabled?"

  The military doctor fell silent for a moment before saying, "He has seventeen fractures all over his body and more than twenty soft tissue injuries. He's also lost a lot of blood. Due to our lack of preparation, we don't even have plasma right now. His foolishness in using mud, wild grass, and gunpowder to cauterize the wound may have stopped the bleeding temporarily, but it's like trying to quench thirst by drinking poison. Until now, he hasn't developed a fever due to inflammation, which means his body has already lost its basic function of resisting bacterial invasion. I'm afraid he won't make it to Lhasa."

  "He's Fu Yuxue, how could he die from the enemy's ambush!" Changsuntian grabbed the military doctor and roared: "My brother is a man who can create miracles, how could he possibly die?! If it weren't for him, we would all have been blown to pieces by the enemy's ambush, it was him who saved us all! Even your life was saved by him, do you understand?! If you can't save him, I'll kill you, and everyone will accompany my brother on his way!!"

  The military doctor silently shook his head and looked at the man lying on the bed with no signs of life, saying: "It will take at least six hours to get to the best military hospital in Lhasa. We lack the necessary emergency equipment here, I don't think he can hold on for another six hours. You should also be careful about your own injury, although the tree branch hit you upside down, the impact was too strong and your rib may have cracked, it's best to get an X-ray at the military general hospital later."

  The driver of this military vehicle was the best in the division, even on a pitch-black night, he could still drive very fast and steadily. He suddenly slammed on the brakes with all his might, and Chang Sun-ting stretched out his hand to hold my body tightly, preventing me from being thrown to the ground. He looked up at the driver and roared: "What are you doing?"

  The driver grabbed an assault rifle beside him and shouted: "There's a situation, be careful and on guard!"

  A helicopter flew quickly along the new Tibet highway, and after seeing the military vehicle, it clearly slowed down. When it was still over 20 meters above the ground, a lean figure grabbed the rope and jumped down quickly. As soon as she landed, she ignored several rifles pointing at her and rushed forward frantically, asking in a sorrowful voice: "How is Fu Yuxue?"

  "Put down the gun, it's Officer Bu!" Zhang Sun Ting jumped off the military vehicle and suddenly knelt in front of Bu Shanna, crying out: "Quickly save Yin Xue, she's not going to make it!"

  Bosina rushed directly onto the military vehicle, saw my appearance and involuntarily took a breath of cold air. She glared at Changsuntian and shouted: "He's not dead yet, what are you crying for? Go get a stretcher from the helicopter with me, and let's move him to the helicopter together! There are emergency medical facilities on the helicopter, as well as the best surgeons from the Lhasa Military Region Hospital!"

  "Yes!" Zhang Sun Ting hastily wiped away the tears on his face and ran to the helicopter, waving his hands repeatedly and shouting wildly: "Throw down the stretcher, I'm not afraid, are you guys afraid of killing me?"

  I was sent to a large military helicopter, the best doctors and two nurses from the Military Region Hospital quickly took over the patient from Zhang Sun Ting and Bu Shanna, and various emergency rescue instruments and electrocardiogram equipment were inserted into my body.

  When the electrocardiogram began to appear, both Bo Shuna and Chang Sun Ting were stunned. The screen displayed a straight horizontal line with no fluctuations or undulations. Chang Sun Ting shouted: "Is this instrument broken? Did you operate it incorrectly? His heart was still beating just now, his body was still warm!"

  "Shut up!" the doctor yelled. "Nurse, prepare the defibrillator!"

  Holding the pacemaker, the doctor stared at my chest and was stunned. Who dares to use a pacemaker on a body with ribs exposed outside? That's not saving lives, but direct murder!

  "Give him a shot of adrenaline right away..." The doctor said, seeing my body showing symptoms of dehydration due to severe blood loss, and hesitated for a moment before continuing in a somewhat weak tone: "Wait... let's give him a blood transfusion first."

  Only the critically wounded patients were given blood transfusions. It had come to this, and everyone knew that there was no turning back now. Bo Shuna gritted her teeth and turned her face towards the window, and all anyone could see was her body trembling slightly.

  Chang Sun Ting, in despair, pushed away the doctor and rushed to my side, grabbing my hand and bursting into loud sobs. Suddenly, he thought of something, lifted up my collar, and cried out: "Fu Yinxue, we've been in the army for over six months now, but your sister, your girlfriend, hasn't sent you a single letter! Don't you find that strange? Aren't you worried? You just abandoned her, leaving her to struggle alone in that city, enduring people's strange looks and rude treatment. If you could give up everything for her before, why can't you do it again this time? Gather all your strength and fight a desperate battle with death! We're freaks, born to create miracles, born to enjoy the amazed gazes of others. If you can hear me, let's work together one more time and create another miracle!"

  "Drip..."

  Bo Shanna and the doctor turned around at the same time, on the screen, my lifeline jumped slightly.

  "The doctor shouted wildly: 'What a strong life force! Keep talking, don't stop!'"

  Seizing Bo Shanna, Chang Sun Ting shouted: "Tell me if you like Fu Yuxue or not! If you really want him to live on, tell me the truth!"

  Bo Shanna's eyes widened as she stared at Zhang Sun Ting, a glimmer of hope flashing in her pupils. After a brief moment of hesitation, she nodded vigorously.

  Chang Sun Ting said to Bu Shanna: "Do you know or don't you know about his past? If you really understand him and can't take back your feelings, then you must be both loving and hating him! Hold him tight and don't hide any of your emotions, go kiss him, go make an effort, go bite him, let him feel all the emotions you have for him!"

  Bosina hugged the man who was three years younger than her, his body as cold as ice. Slowly lowering her head, when their four icy lips touched, tears of grievance finally flowed out from Bosina's strong eyes at an angle that no one else could see. In her heart, she kept saying to herself: "This is my first kiss, but when giving it to the person I like, I have to pretend to be another woman! How humiliating is this reality for a woman?!"

  Tears slowly slid down from the corners of her eyes, dropping into mine. She clumsily left gentle, fine kiss marks on my lips, until they too began to burn hot. Suddenly, she lowered her head and bit hard onto my arm. Whether it was heaven's arrangement or an unintentional coincidence, her teeth landed exactly where Wan Ying had left a mark of love for me.

  "Wake up, Yeon-seo! Please wake up, don't leave me!" In the almost pleading cry of her soul, Boon-soon's teeth sank deeply into my flesh. She poured all her grievances and anxieties mixed with fleeting hope into her teeth, and her tongue tasted blood and gunpowder on me.

  I squeezed out an unconscious low hum from my throat, and my two arms wrapped around Kasana's waist, humming: "Wanye, I'm sorry..."

  The doctor on the side shouted excitedly: "He's alive! This is a medical miracle!"

  “Fu Yuxue...” Tears of joy sprang up from Bo Shanna's eyes as she heard my low hum, her face suddenly turned pale. She struggled free from my arms with great force. In a daze, I subconsciously hooked my only unbroken finger around hers, like a child. Looking at my mangled hands, Bo Shanna felt a pang in her nose, and finally slowly sat back down in front of me, embracing my head in her arms.

  Faced with this absolutely unsuitable first aid action, the most brilliant surgeon in the military district cheered repeatedly: "Right, that's it! His blood pressure and heartbeat are both clearly recovering, this kid is really going to make it! As long as a successful surgical operation can remove the broken ribs, after proper rest and recovery, he can still become a lively and energetic young man. With such strong vitality, of course, he can withstand several operations!"

  Na stretched out her hand and wiped away a blade of grass from my hair, asking: "Who did it?"

  Her voice was calm, but the pressure hidden inside made everyone in the helicopter tremble involuntarily.

  Listening to Zhang Sun Ting's account of the raid, Bu Shanna suddenly burst out with an astonishing aura of killing intent. She said coldly: "Border Special Forces! Great Indian special assault team, future anti-terrorism first army, anti-terrorism has even been countered by the Chinese military!!!"

  The Special Frontier Force was formed in 1962 after India's failure in the Sino-Indian War. It is under the administrative control of the Ministry of Home Affairs, with its headquarters in New Delhi and a strength of around 10,000 personnel. In peacetime, it mainly assists the Indian military and police in border guarding and reconnaissance tasks; during wartime, it directly participates in combat or assists regular troops in executing special tasks.

  This troop can be simply put as: Dalai Lama provides men, US provides guns, India provides strategy!

  Here is the translation:

  (Xiao Yao: In the previous chapters, many people reacted saying that it was almost written like a martial arts novel. In reality, there are indeed super-abled individuals who exist far beyond ordinary people. After long-term arduous training, they can use their bare hands to bend steel plates half an inch thick into a twisted shape. The qigong master I mentioned is in Shandong, specifically in Jinan, I think. Yoga masters can use steel needles to pierce their bodies and survive being buried alive in a box for a week using a method similar to hibernation. These people usually have their own unique training methods. Many martial artists choose to improve their abilities on the battlefield. When their skills and physical strength reach a certain limit, further strengthening their physical training or participating in sparring matches will not lead to significant progress. This is the dual bottleneck of physical strength and consciousness in martial arts. Most fighters who reach this level will stagnate. On the battlefield, where life hangs by a thread, even a master fighter ten times stronger than Bruce Lee would face mortal danger. Their skills or abilities are elevated bit by bit as they challenge their limits. Therefore, on the battlefield, especially in small-scale battles, people with strong abilities are more likely to be seen. In my book, I wrote about Guremu's ability being quite strong. Using a hand knife to deflect bullets is just one of the theoretical skills of Shurikenjutsu, an empty-handed way. But using a hand knife to cut through a half-meter thick ice block or cutting through a wooden stick hung from two samurai swords with a paper strip that remains intact - isn't this exaggerated enough? Yet there are people who can actually do it. The protagonist's future path is to advance in the world of mercenaries, and he may not become this kind of freak, nor will I let him become one. However, he will inevitably face challenges from such individuals, and for now, I've just left a foreshadowing note.)