Quick Transmigration: The Beautiful Host Wants to Have Both Love and Career

Chapter 194 The Beautiful Doctor's Love and Career (46 words)

The three of them stepped out of the ventilation duct with a sigh of relief. The fresh air rushed towards them, and for a moment their tense nerves were relieved.

Jun Sui tilted his head back slightly, his chest heaving dramatically, and let out a long, suffocating breath, sighing with emotion:

"Finally out, we're safe for now."

This journey was filled with anxiety and fear; it was truly unbearable.

Yun Suisi unconsciously relaxed his shoulders, a hint of relief at surviving a close call showing in his eyes, and softly responded:

"Yes, I hope all of this will end soon."

However, fate seems to always like to deliver a fatal blow when people let their guard down.

This hard-won tranquility vanished in an instant, too quickly to savor.

The communicator in Yun Suisi's pocket suddenly rang sharply without warning.

The urgent ringing of the bell was like a sharp dagger, easily shattering the brief tranquility.

His hand felt like it had been stung, and he quickly and nimbly pulled out his communicator.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Lengfeng's urgent, almost distorted voice, like a death knell from the depths of hell, rang out clearly:

"Hurry, the bomb's timer has suddenly sped up!"

Jun Sui's brows furrowed instantly, and his eyes grew even colder, but he still managed to control his emotions.

Yun Suisi's gaze also turned cold and sharp as he turned to look at the woman.

At this moment, the woman's face turned ashen, her lips trembled slightly, and she exclaimed in disbelief:

"How can it be?!"

Her voice carried a hint of panic and helplessness, a stark contrast to Jun Suihe and Yun Suisi's composure.

But the situation was critical at that moment, and there was no time to investigate the woman's reaction.

The surrounding environment was instantly enveloped in crisis, with less than two minutes remaining on the bomb.

In that life-or-death moment, Jun Sui's mind raced. After a moment of calm reflection, he decisively spoke:

"Run as far as you can; I've already arranged for backup."

According to the plan, a helicopter will arrive in the area to pick us up.

Don't worry about the location of the bomb now, evacuate to an open area first.

"Be sure to stay as far away from the blast radius as possible to minimize potential damage from the shockwave."

His voice was firm and powerful, carrying an unquestionable authority.

After saying that, he took the lead and ran in one direction, his steps steady and powerful, each step firm and solid, yet his speed was astonishing, like a lightning bolt flashing through the darkness.

Yun Suisi nodded slightly, a hint of trust and understanding flashing in his eyes, and then he and the woman followed closely behind Jun Sui.

As Jun ran, he vigilantly observed his surroundings, not missing any corner that might be lurking in danger.

At the same time, he pulled out a walkie-talkie from his waist with practiced ease and in one smooth motion.

Immediately afterwards, he conveyed instructions to the team members in a concise, clear, and unquestionable tone:

"Attention all personnel, assemble in the open area to the southeast and await helicopter rescue."

During the journey, it is essential to remain vigilant at all times.

Avoid densely built-up areas and potential blast paths; prioritize your own safety in all circumstances.

Although the woman's face was still pale, she tried her best to calm down.

She followed closely behind Jun Sui and Yun Suisi, her steps faltering but she dared not stop for a moment, her eyes filled with a desire to survive.

They moved swiftly through the ruins and rubble, each step kicking up a cloud of dust.

The billowing dust formed a hazy mist behind them.

The countdown numbers followed them relentlessly, urging them to race against death; every second that passed felt like a countdown to their lives.

Jun Sui, Yun Suisi, and the woman fled southeast with all their might, with only the howling wind and their own increasingly heavy breathing in their ears.

They dared not stop their steps for a moment, each step covering the maximum distance.

Their muscles ached from overexertion, but their will to survive made them forget all fatigue and pain.

Just as they were about to reach the designated open area, the chilling countdown finally reached zero.

"Boom boom boom boom," the bomb exploded.

In an instant, the earth shook and mountains trembled, and an incredibly powerful shockwave swept out from the center of the explosion like a raging tsunami.

The light instantly illuminated the entire sky, and the blinding brightness made everything in front of them appear white.

Then came a deafening roar, as if it would shatter their eardrums.

Jun Sui shouted:

"Lie down and protect your vitals!"

The three quickly lay down on the ground, using their arms to tightly protect their heads and vital parts of their bodies.

The heatwave from the explosion swept over them like a ferocious beast.

Wherever it went, everything was destroyed.

The surrounding buildings, like fragile building blocks, collapsed and disintegrated one after another.

The rising dust blotted out the sun, shrouding the entire world in gloom.

……

At the end of the somewhat austere white corridor of the military's secret medical base, in the surgical preparation area, the atmosphere was as tense as a bowstring stretched to its limit by a million hands.

Yun Suisi stood there upright, like an ancient pine tree, his expression as serious as a stone sculpture.

His eyes revealed focus and determination, his actions were swift and orderly, and every step and gesture was filled with a sense of mission.

"Immediately conduct a comprehensive inspection of the surgical equipment; no minor malfunction can be overlooked!"

Yun Suisi issued the orders, his voice firm and powerful.

The assistants quickly gathered around the sophisticated surgical equipment, skillfully operating the various testing instruments.

His eyes were glued to the data changes on the display screen, and he continuously and rapidly reported the test results:

"The vital signs monitor is functioning normally, all parameters are stable without fluctuation, the surgical light is functioning normally, and both brightness and focus meet the standards..."

"How are the wounds of the injured? Have there been any new developments?"

While putting on his surgical gown, Yun Suisi asked the military doctor in charge of the preoperative examination.

"The wound showed signs of mild infection and has been treated urgently. The infection has been temporarily brought under control, but close monitoring is still required during the surgery."

There is some degree of edema in the tissues surrounding the wound, which may increase the complexity of the surgical procedure.

The military doctor responded quickly, speaking rapidly yet clearly and logically, explaining the wounded soldier's condition to Yun Suisi in detail.

"Contact the pharmacy to prepare sufficient anti-infective drugs and hemostatic agents to ensure adequate medication supply during the surgery!"

Yun Suisi's deputy spoke loudly into the internal communicator, his voice filled with unwavering resolve.

A response came immediately from the medicine warehouse; the voice on the communicator was crisp and efficient:

"Medications are ready, anti-infective drugs are in sufficient stock, and hemostatic agents have been prepared as required."

We are arranging for dedicated personnel to ensure rapid allocation and delivery, and the supplies will arrive on time before the surgery begins.

Outside the operating room, the base officers looked grim, as if shrouded in dark clouds.

They occasionally exchanged whispered messages about their hopes and worries regarding the surgery, each sentence brief yet heavy.

On one side of the corridor, a team of players stood upright.

Their combat uniforms, stained with dust and blood, seemed to still tell the story of the carnage and chaos that had just taken place on the battlefield.

The unwashed marks of gunpowder on their faces, like unique imprints left by war, blurred their originally resolute or handsome features.

Their eyes were filled with an overwhelming tide of anxiety and a sense of unease as if they were standing on the edge of an abyss.

Gu Yichen bit her lower lip tightly until it turned slightly white, her voice trembling and choked with barely concealed emotion:

"What should we do? The captain's injuries are too severe this time!"

I had never seen him injured like that. The wound was bleeding profusely, and I felt my heart stop beating.

Jun Li Que slightly raised his head, took a deep breath as if trying to calm the turmoil in his heart, and said firmly:

"Trust Dr. Yun!"

Dr. Yun's medical skills were highly regarded in the military; he had performed countless miracles of bringing the dead back to life.

This time, the captain will surely be able to turn the tide under his command.