Wen Xinya looked blankly at the red light in front of the emergency room. Her grandfather was still being rescued inside, and his life or death was uncertain. She was so helpless that she could not do anything. For the first time, she felt a strong sense of despair and powerlessness in her heart. In the face of life and death, human beings are so insignificant that they are so powerless.
It has been almost seven years since her rebirth. She and her grandfather have been dependent on each other. Her grandfather has taught her wholeheartedly. Without her grandfather, she would never have come to this point today. She trusts and relies on her grandfather, and the blood relationship between them, the only family relationship, cannot be replaced by anything.
Just as Wen Xinya was looking at the red light in front of the emergency room in a daze, there was a burst of hurried and chaotic footsteps on the cold corridor of the hospital, as well as conversations in a mixture of Chinese, German and English.
Xu Chenyu, who had been guarding Wen Xinya, looked up and his pupils suddenly shrank.
Si Jiu was leading a group of people from different countries and cultures, but they all had one thing in common: a man in a white coat was walking towards them in a hurry.
Wen Xinya looked up as if she sensed something, and saw Si Yiyan standing not far from her, communicating with those people in various languages. His whole body exuded a calm and relaxed demeanor even in the midst of a storm, like a bamboo standing between heaven and earth, as if holding up the sky.
Her heart suddenly calmed down.
"Xinya!" Si Yiyan looked at Wen Xinya's pretty white face, looking at her at a loss, his heart suddenly ached. He glanced at Xu Chenyu, who was sitting next to Wen Xinya and accompanying her, and pursed his thin lips slightly.
Xu Chenyu clenched his fists on his knees. His heart was definitely not as cold and resolute as he appeared on the outside.
Wen Xinya did not notice the complicated and obscure atmosphere between Xu Chenyu and Si Yiyan. She ran to Si Yiyan and said in a trembling voice: "Yan, Grandpa..."
"I already know about it. Uncle Zhang called me when Mr. Mo was on the way to the hospital." After learning that Mr. Mo was in trouble, he made arrangements at the hospital immediately. Mr. Du was also invited to the hospital and is now assisting the doctors in the emergency room with the rescue.
Time waits for no one. In medicine, every minute and every second counts. He dared not be careless at all, so he didn't even have the chance to call Xinya to comfort her.
Wen Xinya suppressed her emotions of collapse. It seemed that after Zhang Bo called her, she contacted Si Yiyan as soon as possible.
Uncle Zhang was more cautious than her and thought of asking Si Yiyan for help.
Given Si Yiyan's power and position, he would definitely be able to make the most appropriate arrangements.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel extremely ashamed. After hearing that her grandfather was in the hospital and in critical condition, she was influenced by her previous life and immersed in despair, as if she was just like Wen Xinya, who was isolated and helpless in her previous life.
Si Yiyan said calmly: "These are the authoritative experts in cardiology that I have been able to invite through my connections, as well as Xinglin, who is quite famous in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. They will participate in the rescue of Mr. Mo."
In order to reassure her, Si Yiyan briefly explained the situation to her.
Wen Xinya was very excited. She looked at the doctors with eyes full of gratitude, bowed deeply to them, and said in English, the international language: "I'll leave my grandpa in your care!"
Several doctors nodded indifferently.
The door of the emergency room was opened, and the doctors came in one after another. A flame of hope was burning in Wen Xinya's heart. But as the heavy door of the emergency room slammed shut, Wen Xinya's heart became heavy again.
Si Yiyan held her hand, and not surprisingly, it felt cold: "Don't worry, I'm here for you!"
When he learned that Mr. Mo had suffered a myocardial infarction, which caused his heart to rupture and that he was in critical condition and was on his way to the hospital for emergency treatment, he, who was usually calm and composed, couldn't help but change color when he heard the news.
At that moment, he couldn't imagine how sad and desperate the woman who was at the top of his heart would be.
Over the years, he had seen clearly that Xinya and Mo Gong regarded each other as the only relatives in their lives and depended on each other, especially Xinya, who had a deep-seated dependence on Mo Gong and a touching admiration for him.
He knew better than anyone how much Xinya valued Mo Gong's health. If anything happened to Mo Gong, she would be devastated.
He didn't want to see her sad and desperate.
It was almost a sudden decision.
He mobilized all his connections and made various arrangements in the hope of giving Mo Gong a chance of survival.
I hope Mr. Mo can get through this disaster safely.
I'm here for everything!
These words were like a calming spell, easing the panic, helplessness, fear and despair in her heart and making her feel a little more at peace.
It was not until this moment that she realized that she had become so dependent on Si Yiyan!
Unreserved dependence and wholehearted trust.
Wen Xinya's suppressed grief collapsed in an instant, and she cried into Si Yiyan's arms, crying her heart out: "Si Yiyan, grandpa will be fine, right?"
Ever since she learned that her grandfather's life or death was uncertain, Wen Xinya had been trapped in fear and despair, but she had never broken down and cried like she was doing now.
Si Yiyan hugged Wen Xinya quietly and was speechless for a moment. He wanted to tell her that Mr. Mo would be fine, but he didn't know how to start. He knew very well how high the mortality rate of heart rupture caused by myocardial infarction was.
Wen Xinya cried bitterly, her voice hoarse and rough like gravel, her voice intermittent and desperate: "Si Yiyan, I'm really scared. Over the years, I have been consciously using various medicinal foods to nourish grandpa's internal qi. How could grandpa still have a myocardial infarction? If grandpa... I..."
The appearance of Si Yiyan seemed to have found a backbone for Wen Xinya. Her emotions had completely collapsed, her speech was incoherent, and she no longer knew what she was saying.
Si Yiyan whispered: "Don't be sad, no matter what happens, I will be by your side."
However, Si Yiyan's heart was filled with turmoil!
—How could grandpa still have myocardial infarction
Everyone knew that Mr. Mo's internal organs were relatively weak, but the situation was not serious. After recuperation in recent years, he was no longer in serious condition. Even Mr. Du, who had been checking Mr. Mo's pulse every now and then over the years, had never diagnosed that Mr. Mo had a latent disease such as myocardial infarction.
But the information revealed in Xinya's words showed that she knew that Mr. Mo had a myocardial infarction.
Considering the importance Xinya had attached to Mo Gong's health in recent years and the fact that she had contacted an authoritative cardiologist through him, he felt that there was something weird about this matter.
How did Xinya know that Mr. Mo had a myocardial infarction
Why did she say there would be more!
Is the secret that Xinya buried deep in her heart related to this