"Chen Mo!!!"
Yue Xiaofei held Chen Mo's body as it grew cold and let out a heart-rending roar!
He would rather have been the one hurt!
He couldn't accept that a man who had been alive moments ago, a man who had entrusted his younger sister's entire future to him, had fallen trying to save him!
"Medic!!"
The thunderous shout drowned out every cry and wail!
Xiao Tian Ce, the War God of the Eastern Frontier, stepped forward. His orders rang through the Cemetery, clear and urgent!
"Quick! Bring your best equipment! Save him!"
The battlefield medical team, already standing by, sprang into action.
More than a dozen military medics in white coats with red-cross armbands sprinted toward the platform, carrying a stretcher and first-aid kits!
Their movements were swift and practiced. In an instant, they had laid Chen Mo's mangled body flat on the stretcher.
"Check his injuries!"
At the lead medic's command, scissors sliced through the suit jacket stuck to the flesh of Chen Mo's back, exposing the horrific wound beneath.
"Extensive blast trauma to the back, but luckily, his bones and muscles absorbed the shock wave. His internal organs weren't ruptured!"
"Vital signs are stable. No critical organs were hit!"
"He's not in immediate danger, but he's lost too much blood. He needs wound cleaning and sutures right away!"
Each rapid, professional report let the hearts of everyone present sink a little from their throats.
He was alive!
Chen Mo was still alive!
Yue Xiaofei watched the medics hurry Chen Mo away on the stretcher, bound for the Military Region General Hospital. At last, he could breathe again.
But then Chen Mo's faint yet desperate cry before he lost consciousness echoed in his ears.
"Please... save her..."
"Trade this worthless life of mine... for a future for