Chapter 147: Thought You Were Tougher Than Your Father
Yu Xiaoxuan looked completely speechless.
Hearing his words, Yu Zhengqing finally snapped out of his thoughts. He glanced coldly at his talkative son before giving an order.
“Keep an eye on those prisoners. Xiaoran, come with me to treat the injured.”
“Yes, Father!”
Meanwhile, Yu Yongcai, who had been sitting on the ground in despair, had gradually calmed down during their conversation. Silently, he stood up and headed toward his own cave.
Yes… he still had a wife, children, and elderly parents who were also injured. He wouldn’t be any help in saving Yongjun—he’d only cause trouble.
The best way to help his brother was to take care of their family.
Inside the cave, Yu Luo shut the door and called out, “Mother, I’ll assist you!”
At that moment, Ye Jiamei was analyzing Yu Yongjun’s blood, waiting for results from the testing device. Without hesitation, she flashed out of the hospital space, grabbed Yu Luo’s arm, and dragged her back inside.
“Haojie, stay outside and watch the entrance! Xiao Luo is enough here!”
Without waiting for Yu Haojie to protest, Ye Jiamei shut the hospital door behind her.
Inside the operating room, Yu Luo saw Yu Yongjun lying on the table—his abdomen cut open, intestines visible, and unconscious from blood loss.
Her first reaction wasn’t sadness—it was sheer shock and nausea!
The grotesque sight overwhelmed her senses, making her feel like her brain was short-circuiting.
Unlike Ye Jiamei, who had studied medicine, dissected countless corpses, and performed surgeries on gruesome car accident victims, Yu Luo wasn’t trained for this.
Seeing such a scene for the first time, she instinctively gagged and felt dizzy.
Noticing her daughter’s reaction, Ye Jiamei frowned.
“I thought you were tougher than your father—at least more meticulous. How are you going to assist me if you’re vomiting in a corner?”
Just then, the system’s voice echoed in Yu Luo’s mind:
[Ding! Host, take deep breaths and suppress your fear. Think of the patient as merely a ‘case’—not someone you know. You must overcome this mental barrier!
Remember, from now on, aside from your father, you are the only person who can be your mother’s strongest assistant. You must conquer this fear.]
Yu Luo: …
‘Maybe I should’ve let Father do this instead…’
While Ye Jiamei focused on saving Yu Yongjun, outside, Yu Haojie, Yu Zhengqing, and others treated the wounded under Yu Haojie’s guidance.
Those with minor wounds were quickly patched up, while the severely injured had to wait for Ye Jiamei to finish.
By nightfall, the entire third branch of the Yu family had gathered outside Yu Luo’s cave, waiting anxiously.
Inside, four to five hours had passed since the surgery started.
The operation itself was completed, but Yu Yongjun was still critically unstable, requiring constant monitoring.
“Xiao Luo, you watch over him. I’m going outside to check on the other injured. The supplies you gave me earlier aren’t enough for the more serious wounds.”
“Mother, are you sure you can keep going?”
“I’ll be fine. I just need a shot of glucose to regain energy.”
Hearing this, Yu Luo quickly took out food and urged her mother to eat.
“Eat something first. But hurry back—I don’t know if Uncle Yongjun will suffer any sudden complications.”
“I will. If anything happens, just call me. Since the hospital is inside my body, I should be able to sense it.”
[Host, your mother is right—there are still several critically injured people outside. It’s best for her to treat them first.]
When Ye Jiamei opened the cave’s wooden door, she almost closed it right back in shock.
A bonfire burned brightly outside, illuminating the third branch of the Yu family and even Yu Zhengqing, all sitting around waiting for news.
They all looked exhausted, yet none of them had left.
“Uncle Qiang, Auntie Qiang, Yongjun is still in critical condition. Sitting out here in the cold won’t help—you both are injured, and you can’t afford to fall ill.”
But the elderly couple refused to leave.
Seeing Ye Jiamei, everyone stood up immediately, ignoring their own pain.
Wu Hongping’s swollen, tear-streaked face twisted in despair—just when she thought she had no more tears left, seeing Ye Jiamei made them flow again.
“Is he… is he going to make it?”
She could barely get the words out, her voice trembling.
“Uncle Qiang, Auntie Qiang, I won’t sugarcoat it—he’s still in danger. But there’s a 50% chance he will survive. I’m being honest with you. You both need to stay strong.”
Hearing that there was still hope, the elderly couple’s eyes filled with complicated emotions.
They couldn’t afford to lose another son.
Suddenly, Ye Jiamei’s tone turned sharp as she scolded Yu Haojie:
“Why did you let the injured sit in the cold?! They can’t be out here like this!”
Yu Haojie flinched—caught off guard by her sudden outburst.
“I tried to send them back… but they refused to leave. Maybe we should give them tetanus shots?”
Rolling her eyes, Ye Jiamei stormed inside, returning with a wooden medical box.
The box was heavy, handcrafted by Yu Haojie over the past few days to suit this time period.
“Everyone, go home! Yongjun will need at least two to three days to stabilize. If the situation worsens, I’ll call for you.”
She deliberately didn’t soften her words. If Yu Yongjun didn’t make it, they needed to be prepared—she wasn’t going to give them false hope.
“Second Sister-in-law… can I stay to take care of him?”
Wu Hongping, tears still falling, pleaded desperately.
“Hongping, it’s not that I don’t want you here, but his condition is too unstable. Even the slightest infection could kill him.
I’m a doctor, and Xiao Luo has basic medical knowledge—we’ll do everything we can.
If all goes well, we’ll return him to your cave in three days. If things take a turn for the worse, I’ll come for you immediately.”
Wu Hongping bit her lip, her whole body shaking—but she nodded in understanding.
As Ye Jiamei disappeared back into the cave, Yu Haojie sighed and patted Yu Zhengqing’s shoulder.
“She’s not being cold-hearted—just realistic.”
“I know.” Yu Zhengqing clenched his fists.
Fifty percent.
It wasn’t much, but at least there was hope.
