sbdcsierra Chapter 370 Jealousy!
Chapter 370 Jealousy!
However, despite being surrounded by the crowd, Li Yuanchao's face showed no sign of pride amidst their constant praise; instead, it grew increasingly gloomy and unpleasant.
Her hand, resting on the blanket, unconsciously clenched the snow-white sheet, trembling slightly.
He knew perfectly well that these people before him, including himself, were nothing more than deserters who had become shameful cowards before the war, relying on their fathers' connections.
Zhong Yuemin, Zhang Haiyang, and their comrades truly fought amidst a hail of bullets, even accomplishing such an incredible feat, becoming true combat heroes.
Li Yuanchao, in the past, was a figure of absolute authority and influence in the local underworld circles of Beijing.
But ever since he met Zhong Yuemin, he seems to have been inferior to him in every way. That guy always has a kind of recklessness and genuine toughness that he can't learn.
This was true in the past when people fought, and it's even more true now that we're on the battlefield.
Although he outwardly refused to acknowledge it, deep down, he had to admit that there was a trace of admiration he himself didn't want to face.
He admired Zhong Yuemin's courage and ability, but this admiration, mixed with long-standing jealousy, resentment, and the frustration of his defeat at Zhou Xiaobai's hands, gnawed at his heart like a venomous snake.
Little by little...
It nearly twisted his mind.
The more radiant Zhong Yuemin was, the more Li Yuanchao appeared pathetic and looked like a clown hiding in a safe corner, scheming and plotting.
For example, right now, the 'praise' from his cronies is like Zhong Yuemin's mockery, laughing at him for being a deserter, cowardly, and incompetent. He thinks, "No wonder Xiaobai would never be interested in someone like you."
"enough!"
Li Yuanchao suddenly let out a low roar, interrupting the noise of the crowd.
The ward fell silent instantly, and everyone stared at him in astonishment.
Li Yuanchao took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart. Knowing he had lost his composure, he forced a stiff and awkward smile, reached for the newspaper, and tossed it casually onto the bedside table.
His tone was deliberately light, yet it carried an undisguised bitterness and coldness:
"It's their business to risk their lives and make contributions on the front lines. Why are we gossiping about it? It's pointless!"
After speaking, he paused, his gaze sweeping over the crowd before finally settling on the view outside the window. His voice lowered, carrying an ambiguous meaning:
"Being a hero... isn't easy... I'm tired, you can all leave!"
After saying that, he closed his eyes and ignored everyone, as if he were extremely exhausted.
Only his tightly pursed lips and slightly trembling eyelids betrayed that his inner world was far from as calm as it appeared.
The group exchanged glances, noticing that Li Yuanchao was behaving strangely today, but they didn't press the matter. These were all arrogant individuals; if it weren't for the fact that he was Li Yuanchao, they would have already turned on him. Having made a fool of themselves here, they wisely left.
Li Yuanchao closed his eyes, but images of Zhong Yuemin's face—covered in mud and scarred, yet with sharp eyes—and Zhou Xiaobai's cool and beautiful face kept flashing through his mind.
A burning fire of jealousy, resentment, and unwillingness grew stronger in his heart.
Zhong Yuemin… He silently repeated the name in his mind, his teeth grinding together.
Just then, the ward door creaked open again, and he was furious.
"Didn't we tell you to leave? What are you doing here? Get out!"