"Emergency room?! What's going on?!" Qin Jinhuan was shocked, "Which hospital?"
"Car accident! Third hospital!"
Hu Meiling's eyes suddenly blurred, she patted her thighs and wailed in pain: "Oh my God! My little words!"
"Wife!" Mu Ziyao hurriedly went to help her, but lost his grip and dropped the phone to the ground, and the screen went off.
The word "car accident" also made Qin Jinhuan's brain roar. At this time, he could no longer care about Hu Meiling. He said to Bian Zijun, "take care of them." He immediately got in the car and yelled at Huang Bo eagerly: "Go to the Third Hospital! Hurry!"
"Yes! Boss!" Huang Bo immediately started the car.
"Hey! Wait for us! We're going too!" Hu Meiling forced herself to push Mu Ziyao away, shouting and running forward.
"Let's take this car!" Bian Zijun hurriedly grabbed her.
"Honey, there's another car here!" Mu Ziyao picked up the broken mobile phone and pointed at the car driven by Cheng Xiang and shouted to Hu Meiling.
"Quick, let's go." Hu Meiling pushed Bian Zijun away and quickly got into Cheng Xiang's car with Mu Ziyao.
After getting in the car, Hu Meiling started crying and calling Mu Yu's name, clasping her hands together and praying for God's blessing. Mu Ziyao straightened up and stretched his neck to stare at Huang Bo's car, which had already driven a long way in front of him. He did not dare to rush Cheng Xiang, but they both held the back of the seat in front tightly.
"Please sit tight." Cheng Xiang reminded him as he quickly started the car and followed Huang Bo's car.
At this time, Qin Jinhuan was very anxious and kept urging Huang Bo to drive faster, wishing he could fly to Mu Yu immediately. Huang Bo, who was also worried about Mu Yu, concentrated hard, passed left and right, and drove the car as fast as possible. However, there were many vehicles on this section of the road at this time. It was not until half an hour later that he drove the car to the third hospital. The entrance of the outpatient building.
Before the car stopped, Qin Jinhuan rushed out of the car.
"Master Qin, this way!" As soon as he got out of the car, a middle-aged man wearing glasses came to greet him.
"Who are you-"
"I am Qiao Zijian, the dean of the third hospital. Dean Rong called me."
Qin Jinhuan, who didn't know what Mu Yu's condition was, was very worried, so he called Rong Ying as soon as he got in the car - the medical technology and medical team at Ancheng Boai Hospital are the best. Rong Ying immediately called the dean of the third hospital after learning that Mu Yu had a car accident.
"How is my wife?"
"This... I don't know what to say. Mr. Qin, please go and see it yourself. Mrs. Qin is in the intensive care unit now." Qiao Zijian said while giving Qin Jinhuan directions.
When he heard the words "intensive care unit", Qin Jinhuan's scalp felt numb and his legs and feet felt a little weak. He forced himself to calm down and asked, "Has anyone from Pok Oi Hospital come?"
"On the way, should be there soon."
"Do you know the specific circumstances of the car accident?"
"I'm sorry, I don't know much about this. I heard that Mrs. Qin was hit by a back-wheel drive that was traveling in the opposite direction and was full of gravel."
"Last eight wheels?!" Still loaded with gravel!
Qin Jinhuan took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly showing cruelty.
Damn bastard, wait to be torn into pieces!
"The intensive care unit is at the end in front."
As soon as Qiao Zijian finished speaking, Qin Jinhuan rushed to the intensive care unit.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw a patient lying on the hospital bed, wrapped up like a mummy, with only two eyes left. His whole body seemed to have been struck by lightning, and he froze in place. He couldn't believe that this person was Mu Yu. .
"Ah, Ah Huan..."
A weak but extremely familiar voice came from the "mummy"'s mouth. When he knew who the "mummy" was, he felt as if he had fallen into a cold pool. He couldn't help but tremble all over his body, and his feet could not help but tremble. It was as if he was stuck on a nail and he couldn't move. It wasn't until he heard Mu Yu's cries that he woke up. He threw himself in front of the hospital bed and panicked and held her only hand that was not wrapped in gauze. , I opened my mouth several times to call her name, but I felt like I had taken dumb pills and was unable to speak.
"Ah Huan... am I... going to die?"
"No -" he roared in the ward, and the muffled voice suddenly surged out like a bursting river, "Don't die! You won't die! The intersection of our lives has just begun, how could you die?" ? No! No nonsense! "
"can you?"
"Yes! Yes!" He choked and held her hand tightly.
Mu Yu sobbed and shook his head: "But I think I'm going to die soon, my body hurts so much."
"Hold on! Yingying will be here soon! You have to believe her, she will definitely have a way to make you feel better!"
"I'm afraid Yingying can't save me this time."
"Mu Xiaoyu! If you dare to say such things again, I will be angry! If I am angry, the consequences will be serious!"
She said nothing, just looked at him steadily.
"Let me tell you, our contract is still there. If you die, it will be your breach of contract. Do you know how much you have to pay me?"
She smiled bitterly: "Everyone is dead, how can we pay compensation?"
"A son pays his debt to his father! If you die, I will make your parents bankrupt and live on the streets! So you can't die!" He seemed to be commanding, but his eyes were full of begging.
"Even if I won't die, you have seen what I look like now. What if my hands and feet are disabled?"
"I will be your hands and your feet."
"Look at my face, what if it's ruined?"
He carefully caressed her face through the gauze, his eyes full of affection: "I don't care about your appearance, I just ask that you stay with me and stay with me forever."
"Are you sure you can handle it?"
His eyes were a little hurt: "Am I a man who likes women's appearance?"
She had been looking at him with tears in her eyes. She blinked and the tears slid down the corners of her eyes. He quickly helped her wipe away her tears, but before he could reach out, her tears were hidden in the gauze and disappeared. , his heart was broken.
She sobbed and asked, "Why didn't you come to me at twelve o'clock?"
He held her hand distressedly and explained: "I was so involved in writing the review that I lost track of time."
"Still not answering my call."
"It's not that I didn't answer the phone! It's because I set my phone to silent and didn't hear it! It's my fault that I didn't ask Zijun and the branch secretary to remind me on time!" His tone turned into pleading, "As long as you behave well, I promise not to do anything in the future. This kind of mistake will happen again, okay?”
She cried even more sadly: "I thought you were planning to meet with my Civil Affairs Bureau."
"How is this possible!" He stared blankly, "Why do you not believe my feelings for you so much?!"
"You have been staying with other women in the middle of the night time and time again. How can you ask me to trust your feelings?"
"An Ran and I really..."
"Yin Anran!" she reminded in a loud voice.
"Okay, Yin Anran, Yin Anran, don't get excited, don't move around." He hurriedly reassured her.
"Don't call her An Ran in the future!"
"Okay, don't scream. Don't be angry. Be good."
"You are not allowed to go to her at night either!"
"I won't look for you! I won't look for you!" As he said this, he looked anxiously outside the intensive care unit. "Why hasn't Yingying come yet?"
"I want you to fire her! I will die with my eyes closed when I see her pestering you."
The word "death" came out of his mouth and Qin Jinhuan almost lost his soul: "Okay, okay, I will fire her. As long as you get better, I will fire her immediately."
"Ah Huan, do you love me?"
"Love!" He said without thinking.
"But you've made me so sad lately." She began to cry again.
"Don't cry, don't cry! It's my fault, I'm wrong. You can punish me however you want, as long as you get better!" He wanted to hold her in his arms and comfort her, but he was worried about touching her injuries, which made him a little bit worried. At a loss.
She sniffed and asked softly: "Have you written your self-criticism?"
"It's written!" He quickly took out the stack of paper that made his pocket bulging and showed it to her.
"Is there five thousand words?"
"There are six thousand words!"
"I do not believe."
"Really!" He very seriously opened the manuscript paper full of words and showed it to her. "I counted it. One page has twenty lines and one line has twenty spaces. One page is four hundred words. I wrote ten Four pages and seven lines.”
Speaking of this, he gritted his teeth and smiled, "I originally planned to write to page 15 before looking for you. When I reached page 14 and seven lines, the branch secretary rushed into the office, and I realized that it was already ten days. two points."
He changed his look of guilt and annoyance and apologized, "Xiaoyu, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I..."
"Read it to me, I want to hear it."
"Okay! I'll read it to you."
He started reading to the manuscript without saying a word, but he had to look at her once he read a sentence, for fear that she would just "fall asleep". After reading three sentences, he had to look outside the intensive care unit, hoping that Rong Ying would show up to send Mu Yu to the hospital. Go to Pok Oi Hospital for better treatment.
Just as he was reciting it, he slowly realized something was wrong. His voice became slower and slower, until he put down the manuscript and looked at Mu Yu steadily.
Knowing that he had been seen through, Mu Yu stopped pretending and sat up to untie the gauze.
Qin Jinhuan did not step forward to help, but just stared at her with complicated eyes.
"Do you really want me to lie here forever?"
"How hurt are you?!" He asked loudly without answering her question, because this was what he cared about most right now.
"You're being mean to me again." She pursed her lips and lowered her head.
"It's not a matter of whether it's serious or not! Tell me, how injured are you?!"
"It's nothing serious, just a few scratches." Mu Yu had already untied the gauze on her face and put a few tapes on her face.
Qin Jinhuan expressed disbelief: "How could it be so minor after being hit by a rear wheel filled with gravel?"
"It wasn't the eight wheels behind him that hit him, it was the front of the car that hit him."
"Dean Qiao..."
"I asked him to say that. If you want to blame, just blame me." Mu Yu had already untied all the gauze on his body.
Qin Jinhuan noticed Dean Qiao's ambiguity and frowned: "So they won't come even to Yingying?"
"Won't."
Knowing he had been fooled, he gritted his teeth and said, "Do you think it's fun?"
Her acting skills weren't that good, and there were a lot of flaws in the details in the intensive care unit. He could see through them with just a little attention, but he was just too afraid of losing her to pay attention to them.
God knows how frightened he was when he heard her voice change from a stutter to a fluent voice - because he thought about the return of the light.
The annoyance in his eyes made Mu Yu feel a little flustered. He knew that the joke had gone too far, but he still bit the bullet and muttered: "Who told you to make me unhappy?"
"Humph!" He left with a sullen expression and waved his sleeves.