After Ling Yizhou said the word "meaning", his face began to turn pale.
Xia Lin followed his hand down and suddenly saw the dripping bright red under his wheelchair, which had already formed a puddle.
"Mom!" Xiao Song ran over after finishing the dessert. When he saw the blood at Ling Yizhou's feet, he was frightened and started to cry.
After hearing the cry, Mrs. Huang ran over and saw Ling Yizhou's dripping meat. She shivered and the plate of biscuits that Xiao Song was holding instantly fell to the ground.
"Sir, why are you bleeding? The doctor said not to let you bleed." Mrs. Huang cried.
Xia Lin's legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground. She looked at Ling Yizhou and said incoherently, "I... I don't... I didn't mean it."
He held her tightly just now, with such strength that she completely forgot that he was still an almost disabled patient! While struggling wildly, she accidentally kicked his wound... Now it seemed that she kicked him directly at the sutured part of his leg, and the blood was gushing out more and more fiercely.
"Sister-in-law Huang, go tell the driver to prepare the car." Ling Yizhou glanced at Xia Lin, took her hand, held it tightly, and endured the severe pain in his leg, and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."
Xia Lin watched Mrs. Huang running out to call the driver anxiously. Since Ling Yizhou grabbed her hand and didn't dare to move, she could only look at her in confusion, "I... I didn't mean it."
"I'm fine, don't panic." Ling Yizhou's hand increased in strength, and he frowned in pain.
"Mummy... wuwu." Seeing Xia Lin panicking, Xiao Song cried louder and louder while looking at the blood on Ling Yizhou's leg.
"Stop crying!" Ling Yizhou turned his eyes to Xiao Song. This child was secretly created by Zhao Jiayan using Xia Lin's genes. Although he knew that it was not the case that he called Xia Lin's mother, it was still a knot in Ling Yizhou's heart. Now Hearing his cries was distraught.
"Uncle!" Xiao Song was scolded by Ling Yizhou, but he stopped crying. His rebellious mentality caused him to confront Ling Yizhou with wide round eyes, just like the confrontation at the dinner table.
These two are simply natural enemies.
Xia Lin quickly blocked Ling Yizhou's sight, "Don't be harsh on him, he is still young."
Seeing that Xia Lin actually chose to protect this wild child between the two of them, Ling Yizhou suddenly felt the pain in his feet more severe than ever. He didn't know whether it was heartache or foot pain, and he almost fainted from the pain.
"It's coming, it's coming!" Mrs. Huang came in with a few bodyguards carrying a stretcher, "Send Mr. to the hospital quickly."
"Wait a minute!" When he was about to be carried away, Ling Yizhou suddenly stopped and pointed at Xia Lin, "Come to the hospital with me."
Xia Lin grabbed Zhao Song's little hand and pointed at herself, "I..." But she didn't refuse in the end. After all, if she hadn't kicked him a few times, Ling Yizhou wouldn't have been rushed to the hospital today.
Xia Lin lowered his head and followed.
"Madam, why don't you leave the child to me? You have to take care of your husband, so you may not have enough energy to take care of the child." Mrs. Huang caught up.
"No, I want mommy... I want mommy!" Xiao Song seemed to completely understand what Mrs. Huang said, and immediately hugged Xia Lin's legs tightly, crying and shouting to follow Xia Lin.
Mrs. Huang sighed and had no choice. She just glanced at Ling Yizhou and felt that her husband's face, which was wrinkled in pain, became more and more distorted.
Xia Lin took Xiao Song with him to the hospital, sitting next to Ling Yizhou.
During this period, Ling Yizhou glanced thoughtfully between Xia Lin and Xiao Song, but he didn't know who he sent a text message to.
"What text messages are you sending now? You should call directly. Is it to the hospital? Or to Mr. Wen?" Xia Lin was a little anxious.
Ling Yizhou looked at her and suddenly smiled happily. She was still worried about him after all.
"Why are you laughing?" Xia Lin was confused for a while.
"Nothing, what are you going to do with this child?" Ling Yizhou really couldn't ignore the little baby who kept staring at him.
Xia Lin looked at Xiao Song and thought of Zhao Jiayan, "I have something very important to tell you."
"What's the matter?" Ling Yizhou's eyebrows jumped when he heard something very important.
"Well... wait until you're fine." Xia Lin glanced at his bleeding leg again and kept sighing. She didn't expect that his leg was so seriously injured.
"I'm afraid this leg will be useless, if..." Ling Yizhou said suddenly.
"Don't talk nonsense!" Xia Lin interrupted him, "How can your leg be disabled? You have so much cash and medical resources, and the doctors and drugs are top-notch. It is impossible for it to be disabled."
"If my leg becomes disabled, how long are you willing to take care of me?" Ling Yizhou continued.
Xia Lin was suddenly stunned, speechless and didn't know what to say.
They were still talking about divorce just now, and of course she didn't want to take care of him for a day, but now that Ling Yizhou looked weak because of pain, she couldn't bear to say that.
In silence, the car braked and arrived at the hospital.
Several people in white coats came over immediately and saw Ling Yizhou's bleeding condition, "What's going on? The virus infection was finally controlled, why did he suddenly bleed again?"
Xia Lin was stunned for a moment, realizing that the doctor was asking herself, "Oh... that me, I did it, I was wrong..."
"You..." The doctor glanced at her and recognized that this was Mrs. Ling. He had no time to argue with her, and quickly pushed Ling Yizhou to the operating room, "Get ready for the operation!"
Ling Yizhou didn't speak for Xia Lin, he just looked at Xia Lin blankly, his eyes seemed to say, "I'm wrong for you, it's you who are wrong."
Xia Lin had to hug Xiao Song and follow him.
Maybe the first aid sound was too harsh, and Xiao Song was a little uneasy. He looked left and right, and frowned while lying on Xia Lin's shoulder.
Finally, Xia Lin watched Ling Yizhou being pushed into the operating room. She exhaled and sat on the bench outside the operating room to wait.
"Little Song, be good, uncle will be fine, don't worry." Xia Lin touched Xiao Song's soft hair.
This was more about comforting herself than comforting Xiao Song.
"Bang!" The door of the operating room suddenly opened again, and an assistant doctor, a woman, with a particularly loud voice, ran out of the room and ran past her, shouting: "Quick, quick! The blood bank is ready! The patient needs a blood transfusion!" "
Xia Lin was so frightened that she broke into a cold sweat and ran a few steps after the assistant doctor, "What? Is it so serious that you need a blood transfusion?"
The assistant doctor ignored her.
Xia Lin was ignored and could only run back to the door of the operating room again. This time, she couldn't sit still and kept wandering at the door.
A few minutes after giving Ling Yizhou blood transfusion, Xia Lin felt relieved for a while.
The assistant doctor ran out with a bang again, first threw a piece of paper to Xia Lin, and shouted to her with the same loud voice: "The patient's pulse is weak, and electric shock is being prepared inside. Please sign this quickly." .”
Xia Lin was so frightened that he threw all the paper and pen on the ground.