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In the moment the knife was about to fall, Dieter's head was struck hard, and he turned in disbelief to look at the person behind him, his eyes filled with stars.
Wang Wenfang gripped the iron rod tightly in her hands. She nervously took a step back, then quickly stepped forward again, raising the rod high before bringing it down forcefully.
Her heart ached as she looked at the young soldier. She couldn't stay inside the car any longer; if she didn't act now, he would die. She couldn't just sit there and watch him perish.
Searching through her car, she finally found an iron rod hidden beneath the seat. Stealthily, she got out of the car and struck at the most critical moment.
The young soldier opened his eyes and saw Wang Wenfang. Spitting blood from his mouth, he shouted loudly, "Sister-in-law, don't worry about me! Hurry, find the leaders and tell them to come quickly!"
Wang Wenfang hesitated as she looked at him, but her hand moved without hesitation as she brought the rod down onto Dieter's head.
Dieter was no pushover; he shook his head and, once clear-headed, grabbed the iron rod from her hand, yanking it away with force.
Seeing that things were going awry, Wang Wenfang held onto his hand tightly and bit down hard until he finally let go. Only then did she dare to step back two paces.
With her large belly making movement difficult and her strength diminished from fatigue due to pregnancy, it was increasingly challenging for her.
Dieter kicked at the young soldier fiercely while glaring intently at Wang Wenfang. It was then that she realized this man was not the one who had issues with Wen Zhi.
The man clearly recognized her too, his smile widening maliciously.
Wang Wenfang moved to his side and swung the iron rod fiercely at his head. Although his legs were immobilized, his upper body could still move.
Feeling helpless, she stood aside and suddenly felt a sharp pain in her belly. Looking down at her stomach, an idea flashed through her mind as she glanced at the man's lower half.
Got it!
As her belly began to ache more intensely from this ordeal, she gritted her teeth and held on, trying to distract the man while bringing the iron rod crashing down towards him below the waist.
Caught off guard, he indeed felt the blow; a wave of pain surged through his entire body as he curled up in agony.
Seeing that her plan was working, Wang Wenfang let out a sigh of relief and struck him several more times until he collapsed to the ground unconscious before finally stopping.
Leaning on the rod for support, she bent slightly and gasped for breath. The young soldier looked at her with tears streaming down his face and couldn't help but cry out, "Sister-in-law, why didn't you... do you know what could have happened to you?"
Not finishing his sentence, Wang Wenfang understood what he meant. With a pained smile on her face, she replied, "I can't leave you alone! What kind of person would I be? If you die, how can I live with peace of mind? We have to survive together."
At that moment, Commissioner Wen and others arrived on the scene and were stunned by what they saw.
Especially seeing the young soldier lying on the ground covered in blood made Wang Wenfang rush to his side immediately.
Commissioner Wen's legs went weak with fear; thinking something had happened to Wang Wenfang, he hurried over unsteadily and knelt beside her in relief upon seeing she was unharmed.
The people behind hurried over to check on the young soldier. Wang Wenfang quickly bandaged him up, trying to minimize his bleeding. The young soldier was in a semi-conscious state, but when he heard the commotion, he suddenly opened his eyes wide. Upon seeing the familiar uniforms and his comrades, he fainted again.
They rushed to lift him into the vehicle. At that moment, Wang Wenfang felt a sharp pain in her abdomen; her face was drenched in sweat, clearly having endured it for too long. Political Commissar Wen quickly crouched down to pick her up, but suddenly Wang Wenfang noticed Dieter opening his eyes and breaking free from the restraints of those beside him. He grabbed a knife from the ground and lunged at Political Commissar Wen.
Everything happened too quickly, catching everyone off guard and leaving them in disbelief. Wang Wenfang pushed Political Commissar Wen aside and directly took the blow herself. The knife's tip grazed her skin, and she hurriedly stepped back. Fortunately, a nearby soldier reacted swiftly, allowing her to retreat just in time. The knife didn’t penetrate fully, but she sustained an injury on her shoulder.
There were only a few vehicles left with their team, and now only one remained. The others had been hastily gathered; everyone was focused on moving the young soldier and tending to his wounds, leaving just one person to watch over the unconscious Dieter. Who would have thought that Dieter was merely pretending to be unconscious and would suddenly attack?
This time, he was pinned down tightly and could no longer move. Yet instead of being angry, he laughed maniacally, shouting, "Hahaha! They’re both going to die! Let’s all die together!"
Wang Wenfang's shoulder had been stabbed, and Political Commissar Wen hurriedly carried her toward the vehicle. The car sped down the road toward the hospital. The young soldier's complexion grew worse as blood continued to flow uncontrollably from his wounds. Political Commissar Wen pressed on Wang Wenfang’s shoulder, but the bleeding wouldn’t stop and seemed oddly persistent.
The pain in her abdomen and shoulder made her feel faint. "Wang Wenfang, hold on! Don’t pass out!" Political Commissar Wen trembled as he held her hand, his face pale as if he were suffering even more than she was.
Wang Wenfang smiled at his worried expression. "If you’re not nervous, then I won’t be either."
Upon arriving at the hospital, both of them were rushed into the emergency room for treatment—Wang Wenfang for childbirth and the young soldier for his injuries. However, less than half an hour later, the door to the emergency room opened, and the doctor shook his head at them.
It was too late, and he was poisoned as well; the toxin was too severe.
Poisoned?
Commissioner Wen glanced over at the neighboring room, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
It was a knife, a knife with poison on it!
Inside, Wang Wenfang was not only facing a difficult labor but also enduring the pain radiating from her shoulders.
Finally, the child was born!
But she fell into a coma.
Rescue efforts were futile!
The baby was handed to the dazed Commissioner Wen, who looked pale as he gazed at the infant in the swaddling blanket. The baby seemed to smile at him.
Unable to hold back his tears, Commissioner Wen began to cry, and the baby followed suit.
The cries of father and daughter echoed through the building.
Heart-wrenching!
He followed Wang Wenfang's wishes and named his daughter: Wen Yuanyuan.
It meant family reunion, happiness, and fulfillment!
But their family could never be whole again!
It was all his fault; if only he had discovered it sooner, this tragedy might have been avoided!
Later, I lived on with Yuanyuan and Xiaoguang. Fearing that Yuanyuan would be scared if she learned the truth, I delayed telling her for a long time.
As Commissioner Wen's choked voice fell silent, tears streamed down his cheeks as he looked down at the sobbing Yuanyuan.
He felt such deep remorse!
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