"Why? …… Why is this happening? ……”

Weakly kneeling on the ground......

"How so?"

Astonished......

"Why?"

Consternation......

"Why?"

Incomprehensible......

"It's fake, isn't it?"

Unbelievable......

"Why was the teacher killed? Aren't they protected by me? Isn't there a full squad of guards at the door? Why? ”

Trembling, he crawled towards Sarah's blood-stained body, which, as usual, smelled of disinfectant and medicine, and of course the surgeon's blood

"How could the teacher be killed?"

But this time the teacher's blood was not the patient's, and the blood from her body flowed out of her body and soaked her clothes.

At this time, the teacher, Teacher Sarah, Sister Estes, and her mother, just like that, lay peacefully on the cold ground, in her husband's arms, lying together motionless.

They didn't continue to work, they didn't raise their heads again, they didn't continue to rescue the wounded in this time of war, they were tired, they lay down, rested, rested forever......

"I'm sorry Commander, we didn't protect the Lockbells, we set up two guards outside, but we didn't think that there would be seriously injured patients who would hurt the Rockbells after they were healed...... Our people are out there...... When I heard the screams from inside, it was too late to rush in. ”

The captain of the guard knelt behind Estes with a pop, he followed Estes from Sebei to now he had never seen Estes show such a painful and desolate expression for someone, knowing that he had let Estes, only the beloved regiment commander, the commander lose the important person in his life, the captain of the guard was so guilty that he couldn't help but regret why he didn't let the guards enter the clinic to protect the couple, so that at least at the first time, it might be possible......

"At the time of the incident, the gunfire and the screams of the Ishbals in the whole area drowned out the sounds in the clinic, except for a few people close to the clinic and the troops further away did not notice anything unusual, the pressure of the suppression in the Saida district was too great and too noisy for us to react...... There was only one squad that really threw itself into battle for the first time. ”

The captain of the striker, taking off his hat and bowing his head, recounted what he knew with self-reproach......

"The murderer of the couple was an Ishubal warrior monk who was rescued from the eastern part of Saida District, although he was injured but still had a strong fighting ability, and the four soldiers who rushed into the clinic at the first time did not find out the situation, and he quickly killed them. By the time the soldiers outside had reacted, the prisoner had already run away. ”

The squad leader on duty had gauze wrapped around his head, and his squad was half wiped out after a contact with the Ishbal, and he was wounded to the head and almost killed.

"Sarah-sensei, Sarah-sang, Sarah......"

However, Estes didn't care about the explanations of the soldiers and officers behind him at all, because there was no point in explaining and justifying and punishing.

Because Sarah is gone, no matter how Estes punishes and punishes them, they are gone.

Killed, because of her own poor protection, Sarah died.

That's Sister Sarah, who is like her second mother, and it's the heart that can accommodate Estes, and the arms of a girl who lacks her mother's embrace.

And now, from now on, from now on...... It's all gone......

Not only is he gone, but even Wen Li is gone.

Nothing left......

"I'm sorry...... Teacher...... I'm sorry...... Sister Sarah...... I...... I'm ...... again. I messed up again......"

Carrying Sarah out of her husband's arms and into her arms, Estes shed silent tears in front of so many people and so many subordinates.

In the past, she thought that she was smart and powerful since she was a child, and it was impossible for her to cry like other little girls, let alone shed her own tears in front of others. But sure enough......

"I'm sorry...... Sorry ......"

Sure enough, tears are such a thing, it's really not that you can control it, and the little girl who used to be self-righteous understood the greatness of her mother's love and knew that tears could flow for her mother, and now...... Mother, his own second mother died...... As a child, a child who will never grow up in her mother's arms, a little child, Aisha, can cry once in her mother's arms, right?

It should be possible, right?

A child should shed tears for his mother, right?

My father doesn't talk about himself, does he?

You won't say that you are a weak and weak little girl, a vulgar weak and make him unhappy, right?

"It's all Aisha's bad...... Is Aisha bad...... Forgive me...... Forgive me......"

Greedily hugging Sarah's still warm body, Estes felt the last of the warmth that came from Aisha......

"Huh?!"

Angry......

Why? Why is there any anger? If it's dead, then why does Estes feel angry?

If, according to the Western interpretation, the loss of pulse and heartbeat is death, then if the dragon veins and the qi in the body are still functioning in Eastern medicine, that is......

"Still alive?!"

Eastern alchemy believes that as long as the qi in the human body is still running and the dragon veins still exist, then life is not over, and there is still hope for life.

The fetus is like this, from the initial death, to the infusion of essence qi, then the operation of the qi in the body of life, and finally the formation of its own dragon vein, and then it is called life.

Qi means that the dragon vein is not broken, and Qi means that life is undecided, and there is the flow of qi...... That is to say, there is still hope for salvation.

"She's alive! She's still saved!! Sarah is still saved! ”

Just when all the officers and soldiers were mourning in silence with Estes for the couple who had stuck to their posts until the death, a seventeen-year-old girl kneeling on the ground, covered in blood and tears on her face, hugged her important person and shouted "She is not dead"

How many people will take it seriously?

It's just that a seventeen-year-old girl can't accept the resistance of reality.

It's just a way to escape reality when the person you love the most loses......

It is just a feeble wail from heaven to heaven......

It's just a seventeen-year-old girl......

At this time, these soldiers who had been fighting with Estes for months or even years found out that their commander, eldest sister, princess, and ** queen were just underage girls.

"What are you doing here?! Why don't you call a doctor?! ”

However, the commander undressed Sister Sarah and ordered them loudly and unrelentingly

As a subordinate, you should understand and understand at this time

"Go ahead, find a doctor."

The captain commanded one of the guards

"Go get Dr. Knox."

Dr. Knox was the coroner in charge of corpses in the Ishbal War Zone, and he had his men call a coroner, apparently the captain didn't believe Estes' words.

"Yes! Absolutely! It will definitely save the land! ”

Recalling the alchemy in his mind that connected to two two-way energy sources that allowed him to quickly recover from his wounds on the battlefield, Estes placed his hand on Sarah's crossed palms that had been stabbed by the blades.

Take the power of alchemy to heal injuries to the extreme.

"It works! It will definitely work! Where there is a dragon vein, there is a cycle! With the healing effect of circulating alchemy, it should be effective! OK! By all means!! ...... by all means."

But after injecting his alchemy into Sarah's body, and feeling the circulation in Sarah's body, Estes despaired again......

"Liver ...... Dragon veins on the liver...... Broken...... Circulate...... Disappeared ......"

"Ah!!!!!h

The alchemy in his hand kept activating, but Estes's heart was about to collapse!

The internal circulation in a person's body can not be said without the liver, without the liver the human body can not metabolize metabolic wastes, without the liver people can not live for 24 hours, most of the patients with acute liver necrosis do not live for seven to ten days.

The circulation in the body, the circulation in other parts, because the dragon vein is not broken, Estes can be slowly continued, and the damage to the blood vessels can also be repaired.

But only the liver, she really has no choice......

No liver ...... The teacher's liver died...... The teacher can only ...... It's been a day to live

"Captain......

Seeing Estes's desperate look, the soldiers tried to persuade Estes to relax, but they couldn't open their mouths. Because they know that no one can let go of such a thing lightly,' because ......

This is human beings.

"Alright, you all go out...... Just let me be alone with the teacher...... Notify the Command...... And my adjutant...... Accusing the President, Estes was unable to continue his position as commander of the Southern Raiders and asked the President for permission. ”

"Commander!"

The soldiers didn't expect Estes to be so serious about this doctor, even if the average person is a brother who dies, cry for a while, and then wipe away his tears.

The victory of the Southern Raiders Army was in sight at this time, and Estes, as the commander-in-chief, only needed to continue with this name at this time, why should he throw aside the credit in front of him?

In their eyes, it is completely unnecessary.

"The troops can't go a day without a commander, Deputy Commander Gran will be on duty until eight o'clock tomorrow morning, but ......"

It was already six o'clock in the evening, and Estes was determined to accompany the teacher until the last moment of his life.

Then it will not be possible to go to work tomorrow.

And......

"My current mental state is unable to bear such a heavy responsibility, I am physically and mentally tired, and it is irresponsible to the army to bear the heavy burden of the whole army in such a state."

“…… I know, and we're going to report to Your Excellency the President. ”

The soldiers and officers, knowing that it was useless to say anything at this time, took their leave, leaving the last last time for the beloved commander.