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Hearing Haoyang speak, I felt a bit confused. He clearly had the ability to conceal his soul and aura, so why was he discovered?
"You can hide yourself..." Before I could finish my sentence, Haoyang interrupted me, saying, "Yes, I can indeed conceal my aura, but we were discovered not because of the exposure of my aura, but because of my impulsiveness..."
"Impulsiveness? How could that be..." Death Apostle beside us also looked puzzled.
"There’s a reason for everything. Initially, we arrived at a place that seemed to be a base for the Yang Master, where we found a large gathering of Yang Master. We cautiously infiltrated to investigate. As we delved deeper, we realized they were gathering there to guard against some Yin Master. To uncover the truth, we continued to push further in. At that moment, I spotted an old colleague of mine who was planning to defect from the Yang Master, but he was captured and was being tortured..."
At this point, Haoyang clenched his fists tightly, his eyes revealing intense hatred for the Yang Master. "And then you couldn't hold back and intervened?" I asked.
"Yes, but it was my intervention that led to Yao Long getting injured and ultimately dying..." Haoyang said, tears shimmering at the corners of his eyes.
"My appearance caused both me and Yao Long to be surrounded and trapped. Yao Long was gravely injured while trying to save me, and that colleague of mine lost his life because of it. It's all my fault! If I hadn't ignored Yao Long's warnings and acted rashly, perhaps he wouldn't have died, and Yao Long wouldn't have been in danger! It's all my fault!" Haoyang punched the wall beside him, shattering several tiles and causing blood to flow from his fingers.
Seeing this, both Death Apostle and I rushed forward to grab the agitated Haoyang, preventing him from hurting himself further. "Who could remain rational in such a situation? Watching a former friend being harmed right before your eyes... I believe even Death Apostle and I would have acted out. You shouldn't take all the blame upon yourself."
"Moreover, there's something else I haven't told you. Your impulsive action might have actually helped us!" Upon hearing this, Haoyang looked astonished, staring at me with confusion. Just as he was about to speak, a series of urgent ambulance sirens echoed from downstairs.
"I'll explain everything after this; for now, we need to get Yao Long to the hospital!" With that, I released Haoyang and quickly rushed over to where Yao Long lay on the sofa. I lifted him onto my back and strode towards the stairs, with Death Apostle and Haoyang following closely behind.
...
Upon arriving at the hospital, we rushed Yao Long into the emergency room while I, Haoyang, and Death Apostle quietly sat on a bench in the corridor waiting patiently. During this time, I shared with Haoyang everything about the visit from Li Zhisheng's father and all our speculations.
After listening, Haoyang sat there with his head lowered. "This truly was an adventurous operation... No, it should be seen as a gamble with our lives at stake."
"I know this operation is very dangerous, so I won't force you to go. I just want to hear your opinions," I said slowly.
Without hesitation, Haoyang replied, "I'm going with you. No matter the reason, I will go. First, I need to settle my grievances with Yang Master. Second, you saved my life, so it's only natural that I should help."
"Thank you..." I quietly expressed my gratitude.
At that moment, Hu Fang rushed out from the elevator, panting heavily. She glanced around before running straight toward us.
When she reached us, she anxiously asked, "What happened? Why are we suddenly at the hospital?" She looked at the three of us and noticed Haoyang was there but Yao Long was missing. She immediately guessed something might have happened to Yao Long. "Where's Yao Long? Is he in the emergency room?"
I nodded. "Isn't Yao Long supposed to be really tough? How could this happen?!"
Before I could respond, Li Zhisheng hurried over. As soon as he saw Haoyang, he asked, "What’s going on? Yao Long isn’t in danger, right?"
"He should be fine," I reassured him. "I helped check his injuries. Some wounds are deep, but they aren't life-threatening; he just lost a lot of blood and needs a transfusion."
"That's good..." Li Zhisheng sighed in relief.
We waited silently outside the emergency room, each of us seemingly lost in our own thoughts. No one spoke; the atmosphere felt heavy.
As time passed slowly, the door to the emergency room creaked open. Several doctors in white coats and two nurses wheeled Yao Long out of the room.
Seeing us waiting outside, one of the doctors approached us. "Who is the family member of this patient?"
"We're all his friends. Please tell us directly what’s going on," I replied quickly, feeling a bit anxious and fearing he might bring bad news.
The doctor slowly lowered his mask and smiled, "Don't worry, the patient is fine now. He is just a bit weak due to excessive blood loss and needs to be observed for a while. We have already stitched up his wound, and he should recover in a few days."
Upon hearing this, everyone hurriedly thanked the doctor. Then, we followed the nurse to Yao Long's ward. Due to the hospital's limited availability of single rooms, we had to share a room with four other patients.
At this time, it was approaching dawn, and the other patients were still asleep. We didn't want to disturb their rest, so we simply stayed by Yao Long's side until it was light outside.
Once it was bright, Li Zhisheng and Hu Fang went out to buy food for Yao Long, leaving only me, Death Apostle, and Haoyang with him. At this point, Yao Long had already woken up. I recounted what had happened yesterday to him, seeking his opinion.
In truth, even if I hadn't asked for his input, I believed he would want to participate anyway. After all, Death Apostle had already agreed, and he was an important part of this plan.
As expected, Yao Long readily agreed. However, considering his current physical condition, if Li Yu were to look for us in a few days, Yao Long would certainly not be able to recover in time. If he went into battle in such a state, he wouldn't be able to help us at all; he might not even be able to protect himself…
Thinking about this made me feel anxious. On one hand, with the imminent battle approaching, everyone was an essential part of our strength; on the other hand, Yao Long was seriously injured. Without his long-range support and keen insight, our combat capability would undoubtedly be significantly weakened…
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