Chapter 195

Chapter 195

Doomed Either Way

Lu Hang understood, but he didn’t respond. Because, in this matter, not just Zhang Shengguo—everyone had been careless.

While they spoke, a doctor emerged from the resuscitation room, and Lu Hang and the others immediately approached.

“Doctor, how are they?” Chang Yuan asked, frantic.

The doctor removed his mask, looking at them with a grave expression. “The others have injuries ranging from mild to severe, but none are life-threatening. However, two of them are critically wounded. Our hospital lacks the necessary equipment for their surgeries—they must be transferred immediately…”

“We’ll arrange it right away. Can a doctor accompany them?” Lu Hang asked decisively.

“A doctor can go with them, but they won’t survive the journey,” the doctor said solemnly.

They were stunned. Chang Yuan shook violently—he knew Commander Zhang was among the severely injured, and the thought was unbearable.

“Doctor, please, think of something! Anything!” His eyes reddened, on the verge of tears.

If they couldn’t operate here and the patients wouldn’t survive the trip, didn’t that mean they were doomed either way?

The thought made it impossible for him to stay calm.

The doctor sighed helplessly. “If we had any options, I wouldn’t be telling you this. You need to make a decision quickly.”

At that, Lu Hang, too, went silent.

How could they possibly decide?

Stay here—no surgery, death.

Transfer—won’t survive the journey, also death.

No one could make such a choice.

Lin Nannan’s face was ashen. She knew one of the critically injured was Zhang Shengguo; the other had a close bond with Lu Hang. His expression was dark, his aura heavy, making her both worried and conflicted.

The Healing Solution could save lives—but she had reserved it for her own recovery and to save the crops.

Before heading into the mountains, she had been working in the fields.

The sprouting crops had been poisoned and destroyed. By the time she arrived, the young shoots had already begun to yellow, and Mr. Hu seemed disturbed…

Saving lives took priority, so she hadn’t tended to the crops yet, but she had planned to use the Healing Solution to restore them.

But now, the issue was this: she needed the solution for her child, the crops required a large amount to be saved, and the two in the operating room also needed it. There simply wasn’t enough.

She had to save the crops—otherwise, her purpose here would be meaningless.

And she had to have her child.

People from her planet had longed for children of their own for countless years. Now that she had this chance, she couldn’t give it up—it was her sole reason for being here.

She wanted a child of her own, born from her body, to feel that profound biological bond…

So, between saving lives and carrying her child, she wavered.

If she weren’t compromised, she wouldn’t have hesitated to save them—she wouldn’t have even considered refusing.

But now...

She stayed silent, not uttering a word.

She was staring at Lu Hang, her distress so obvious that even the visibly upset Lu Hang had to turn his attention to her.

"I'm fine, don't worry!" he said.

Lin Nannan hesitated, wanting him to help make the decision. But when she thought about the three options—either their comrades would die, or they would never have children—she went quiet.

This kind of choice would be the hardest for Lu Hang, so she didn’t say anything to him.

"You need to make a decision quickly," the doctor urged, "or the patient’s condition will worsen."

"Can’t you do anything?" Lin Nannan couldn’t help but ask, frustrated by the doctor’s lack of alternatives.

The doctor sighed deeply. "We wish we could, but all our emergency equipment is inadequate. Even if we wanted to, there's nothing we can do."

These words left Lin Nannan speechless.

Even the cleverest housewife can't cook without rice [i.e., we lack the necessary resources].

"If they stay in the hospital, what happens?" Lu Hang asked flatly, trying to calm down.

Glad they were staying calm, the doctor explained, "Surgery is necessary, but with the equipment we have, we only have a thirty percent success rate."

Less than fifty-fifty odds—it was utterly despairing, she thought.