"Then I thought I was going to fight with those people, but I didn't expect that they all left after seeing me."
Rong Qing's words made Si Xiyou and others fall into deep thought.
Someone who could seriously injure Mu En would never be simply afraid of a little girl, so why would they run away
Click!
The door of the emergency room opened, and several nurses hurriedly walked out, passed in front of several people, and soon returned, and even a few more people were added.
"Nurse, how is my grandson? He is the child who is being rescued inside." Mrs. Si grabbed someone and asked.
The nurse also knows the identities of these people, but the current situation does not allow her to waste time on etiquette.
"The injured person lost too much blood, has multiple bone fractures, and is accompanied by intracranial hemorrhage. The blood bank is currently running out of blood. Which of you is the immediate family member of the injured person? Come in with me for a blood test?"
"I'll go in with you, I'm his father."
Si Xiyou took off his coat and put it aside, while rolling up the sleeves of his shirt.
A small hand suddenly grabbed Si Xiyou's hand, "Second uncle, I'll go with you too."
"Let her follow."
Mr. Si gave up, and Si Xiyou could only take Si Niannian into the rescue room. Although this was strongly opposed by the nurse, in Beicheng, the two old men of the Si family and the Bu family gathered together. No one goes against their will.
In the middle of the rescue room was the operating table. Si Muen was lying there with an oxygen mask on his mouth. Although the blood stains on his forehead and face had been cleared by the nurse, some residue could still be seen.
In addition to the smell of potions, the entire rescue room smelled of blood, which was very pungent.
Even though Si Xiyou is as rational and calm as he is, his heart can't help but tremble at this moment.
He was just such a son, and although he was usually a bit strict, in the final analysis he still felt distressed. Seeing his son lying here with weak breath, and imagining the pain his son had suffered, his eyes felt hot.
"Director, please come with me here to take blood tests."
The nurse was used to seeing her loved ones on the operating table making a fuss in the emergency room. Seeing Si Xiyou remain calm even though tears were welling up in his eyes, the admiration in his heart couldn't help but grow a little more. His tone was subconsciously gentler.
"good."
Si Xiyou went to draw blood, leaving Si Niannian standing by the operating table, watching several doctors in white coats pointing at Si Muen's head and discussing.
"If the blood clots in this area are not cleaned up, even if we succeed in the operation and save the person, he will still be a fool. It will be no different from harming him."
"What you said makes sense, but the location of the blood clot... If there is a slight mistake here, the optic nerve will be injured. By then, he will not only be a fool, but also blind."
They deliberately lowered their voices to say these words, fearing that Si Xiyou would lose control when he heard them, but they ignored Si Niannian next to them.
The small figure was standing beside the hospital bed, but no one looked at her.
Si Niannian looked at Si Muen's exposed hand. There were sensors on his thumb and wrist, connected to various machines.
She raised her hand and placed her fingers gently on his pulse.
The almost non-existent pulse made Si Niannian's face turn a little pale. The sister outside was right, her brother was really about to die.
Turning his eyes slightly, he glanced around. When no one noticed, Si Niannian put his feet up, quickly raised the oxygen mask with one hand, and stuffed three pills into Si Mu'en's mouth with the other hand.
"Little girl, what are you doing!" The doctor who was discussing treatment methods was so frightened that he almost lost his mind.
The editor wants to start four updates today. This is the first update. It’s very late. Everyone, please go to bed after reading this. I love you and good night.
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