An hour had passed since Mo Gong entered the emergency room for rescue. The red light in front of the emergency room door was still on, the heavy door was still closed, and there was no movement inside.
Wen Xinya felt even more anxious.
She began to feel irritable and restless, constantly pacing back and forth at the door of the ward, often holding Si Yiyan's hand blankly and asking him: "Si Yiyan, grandpa will be fine, right?"
He was clearly asking Si Yiyan and wanted to get comfort from him, but it was more like reminding himself that grandpa would be fine!
At this time, Si Yiyan could only hold her hand and comfort her silently.
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Si Yiyan who deeply loves Wen Xinya—
He controls the dark order of the capital and is known as the underground emperor of the capital.
Xia Sijiu, the ruler of Xuanyuan Xia Si Clan, one of the world's five largest chaebols—
Rex, the top decision-maker of Lucifer, who ruled over the 7,000-kilometer border between ZE and other countries,
He was given so many supreme identities, with tremendous power and the ability to decide life and death, and control the life and death of too many people, but he could not control his own life and death. He had to watch his beloved woman cry in grief, but he was helpless.
At this time, Ling Qingxuan, Zhou Tianyu, Xu Tongxuan, Ye Feiyu, Du Ruo and even Du Ruoxin, who always liked to be alone, came to the hospital.
After crying so hard just now, Wen Xinya's eyes were red and swollen, and her pretty face was covered with red tear marks. She looked extremely haggard: "You... why are you here?"
As soon as she spoke, Wen Xinya realized how hoarse her voice was and how hard she had cried just now.
"It was Master Si who called us to come here specifically. He is very worried about you." Zhou Tianyu glanced at Si Yiyan, who was talking to a doctor in his sixties wearing a white coat.
Wen Xinya's throat felt sore and she was deeply moved. She knew why Si Yiyan did this.
Ling Qingxuan asked quickly: "Xinya, how is Mr. Mo?"
It took about half an hour from receiving the call to rushing to the hospital, and they were very worried about Mr. Mo's condition all the way.
Wen Xinya's eyes turned red, and she said in a choked voice, "They are still trying to save him. The specific situation is not clear yet."
After the burst of crying just now, Wen Xinya's mood was no longer as gloomy as before. Although she was still very worried about her grandfather, she also had some rationality in her heart.
Wen Xinya's words made everyone fall silent for a while.
No one expected that Mr. Mo, who was fine, would suddenly suffer a myocardial infarction.
This matter was so sudden that they all found it hard to accept it, let alone Xinya
Looking at Xinya's haggard face, everyone felt uncomfortable.
Du Ruo choked up and asked, "Xinya, your medicinal recipes are all excellent. Grandpa Mo's health has been very good under your careful care over the years. How could he suddenly suffer a myocardial infarction? It doesn't make sense."
Xinya has been devoted to the research of medicinal diet in recent years, and has achieved considerable results in this field. The effects of her medicinal diet have always been very good, and she is also well-known in the circle. Many people try their best to get her prescriptions.
Grandpa had expressed frustration and regret more than once that Xinya's great talent in studying medicine had been wasted on these unconventional ways of making medicinal foods.
He lamented more than once that of the two most talented students in medicine he had ever met, one chose to focus on beauty care, while the other was obsessed with the research of medicinal food and folk remedies. It was a pity that he had not yet found a suitable successor to his medical skills.
Wen Xinya shook her head in confusion and said, "I don't know what's going on either."
Uncle Zhang, Aunt Jiang, and Aunt He were shocked and incredulous about their grandfather's sudden myocardial infarction. She had also found it very strange before, but had not thought about it too much. Even Du Ruo, a little expert in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, found it strange at this time, which made Wen Xinya think about it more.
Zhou Tianyu held Wen Xinya's hand, and the coldness of her hand made her heart stab: "Xinya, don't worry too much. Mr. Mo is a lucky man, and he will be fine."
It turns out that in all of their hearts, the girl who has always been calm, rational, smart and generous, and can solve any problem, also has such a fragile and helpless side. Zhou Tianyu felt inexplicably sad.
She knew very well how high the mortality rate was for a disease like myocardial infarction leading to heart rupture. Now she could only pray that Mo Gong could survive this.
"Xinya, Mr. Mo has always been in good health. He will definitely get through this." Xu Tongxuan looked at her friend's pretty pale face, which was ashen and full of woodenness and emptiness. Occasionally, a glimmer of intelligence would appear in her eyes when she looked towards the door of the emergency room. But when she saw that the door was closed, the light in her eyes would disappear again.
She felt very sad. She had received a lot of guidance from Mr. Mo over the years. Thinking of the respectable old man lying in the emergency room with his life or death uncertain, she felt endless sadness in her heart.
Du Ruo cried until her eyes were red and swollen, but she still suppressed her inner sadness and said, "Xinya, my grandfather is a master of traditional Chinese medicine. You know how great his medical skills are. With my grandfather here, Grandpa Mo will be fine."
After saying that, she couldn't help crying again.
Thinking of the love Grandpa Mo had shown her over the years and Xinya's dependence on Grandpa Mo, she couldn't help feeling sad.
Seeing Xinya's distraught look, Ye Feiyu couldn't help but want to cry: "Xinya, you have to cheer up and take care of yourself. You are Mr. Mo's only relative. I believe that no matter what, he doesn't want you to be so sad."
Although she and Xinya met late, they hit it off right away and their feelings for each other were no less than those of Zhou Tianyu and the others. Seeing Xinya so sad, she felt very sad too.
Ling Qingxuan watched everyone trying to persuade them, but he himself became sad first, and his heart couldn't help but feel bitter.
Because of their friendship with Xinya, these friends have received a lot of teachings from Mr. Mo over the years. In their hearts, Mr. Mo is respected like a teacher, and naturally they don't want anything to happen to him.
"Grandpa is my only relative..." Wen Xinya suppressed her inner grief. When she thought about how her grandfather died of this disease in his previous life, she felt a sense of despair in her heart.
So far, Wen Xinya's only hope is that in this life, her grandfather fell ill and was sent to the hospital in time because the disease was discovered early. Because of Si Yiyan, her grandfather received the best and most authoritative medical treatment and perhaps he could still have a chance of survival.
"Bang—"
Along with this heavy sound, the tightly closed door of the emergency room was pushed open.