northernbook Chapter 513
Chapter 513
Chapter 513: Chapter 507: Avalanche Chapter 513: Chapter 507: Avalanche No one else knew about Tang Yuxin’s situation, how could she possibly know?
As the daughter of Tang Zhinian, the head honcho of Qing’an Real Estate, how could she possibly be broke?
And to even ask for donations, what on earth has she been reduced to in the military hospital?
Just as Li Jia was about to say something, she saw Tang Yuxin slowly opening her eyes.
She was eating her meal at an unhurried pace, yet her eyes look terrifying and profoundly unsettling..
Li Jia shivered involuntarily.
Had a snowflake slipped inside her collar?
...
Why was she so chilled all of a sudden?
Li Jia touched her face, deciding not to utter another word recklessly.
They finished breakfast, then lunch, and now they were waiting for dinner.
But there wasn’t any business coming their way.
Just sitting there eating, drinking, bearing the cold, admiring the snow, waiting for another hour.
It was supposed to be a four-day training, but they had toughed it out for two days, half the time.
With a bit more effort, they would be back in the hospital, enjoying the warmth, and their comfy beds.
Plus, they could finally eat some meat.
The snow was still falling the next day.
Yet, no one had returned.
Tang Yuxin checked the time: it was already ten in the morning, time for lunch.
However, when she stepped outside, she felt like something was off.
People were coming back, but they were all looking rush and panic-stricken, as if something had happened.
Tang Yuxin hurried forward, stopped someone and asked, “Did something happen?
Why is everyone in such a hurry?”
The student looked distressed: his shoes were wet.
He pointed his finger at the snow mountain behind him,
“We encountered an avalanche.
Some people are trapped in the snow.
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We’re preparing to rescue them.”
“An avalanche?” Tang Yuxin felt a sudden chill.
How could there be an avalanche out of the blue?
“How are the people inside?”
She’d never experienced an avalanche before, she only knew it from TV, where it was portrayed as a deadly event.
She knew that Gu Ning would be okay, that he would live long, at least until she was thirty-three and he nearly forty.
He wouldn’t die.
Yet, she was afraid.
Afraid that those close to her would deviate from their fates in their previous lives.
Like her second uncle, who had survived but would never have children.
Like Wei Jiani, who had surprisingly become a doctor.
Like Zhang Yong’an, now living a poor, decrepit life, surviving on others’ charity.
Her greatest fear was that Gu Ning would suffer a different fate somehow.
So, she couldn’t sit still and do nothing.
She was worried sick and anxious.
“Yuxin,” Lin Yile held Tang Yuxin’s arm tightly.
“Don’t act rashly.
It’s too late and the snowfall is heavy.
We can’t go out.”
“No,” Tang Yuxin pulled her hand free from Lin Yile.
“I can’t stay here.” She couldn’t make herself stay put.
Restless and anxious, she couldn’t wait any longer.
If they were injured, if they were severely injured, an extra minute of waiting was an added minute of danger.
Wait until when?
Until dawn?
Until the snow stops?
Or until the snow melts?
Then it may be too late; all that might be left are frozen corpses.
Lin Yile gnashed her teeth and then released Tang Yuxin’s arm.
She ran back to grab a medicine box.
Then, she followed Tang Yuxin outside.
“Why are you coming with me?” Tang Yuxin took the medicine box from Lin Yile.
“Just give it to me.”
“I’m going with you,” Lin Yile’s gaze was resolute, her frostbitten fingers clutching the medicine box tightly.
“I’m a nurse; I can help.”
“Aren’t you scared?” Tang Yuxin endured the snowflakes hitting her face; it was dangerous weather.
“No,” Lin Yile shook her head, though she hesitated a little.