Duan Yimo hurriedly ran into the ward and saw that the person on the bed had fainted.
"Mother!"
Duan Yimo pulled Ji Fan away, pressed the nurse bell, and took out his cell phone to make a call.
Doctors and nurses arrived quickly.
"Quickly, prepare the operating room and contact Dr. Si." The doctor said eagerly after the preliminary examination.
Duan Yimo also put down her phone at this time, "I have already called Dr. Si, she will come over immediately."
The doctors and nurses pushed the patient to the operating room to prepare, but Ji Fan suddenly pulled Duan Yimo over and put a dagger on her neck.
"Ji Fan, what are you going to do?" Yuan Cheng asked angrily.
Ji Fan gritted his teeth and said, "I know you want to take me back, and I won't resist, but you have to wait until my mother completes the operation, otherwise, I will kill her."
He pushed the dagger forward, and the sharp blade left a bloody mark on Duan Yimo's neck.
Si Muen's pupils shrank, "She is your sister."
"My surname is Ji, and her surname is Duan."
Ji Fan only said this and didn't say much more.
Si Muen and Yuan Cheng are both smart people, so they naturally understand the meaning of this sentence.
In comparison, Duan Yimo seemed very calm.
"If you hadn't secretly sold my mother's heirloom back then, my father wouldn't have been so angry that he chased her out and got into a car accident. My mother wouldn't have been so sad that she cried all day long. In the end, she got such a disease. Now she has to prepare for surgery. Now, can’t you just settle down for once?”
"Shut up!"
Ji Fan yelled at her, but didn't say anything to refute.
Outside the operating room, Si Muen and Yuan Cheng were waiting here. Ji Fan was leaning against the wall, with the dagger in his hand still on Duan Yimo's neck.
Si Niannian hurried over.
"Brother? Bureau Yuan? Why are you here?"
"Arrest people." Si Muen glanced at Ji Fan.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Are you the doctor who is going to operate on my mother? Why are you lingering? Why don't you go in quickly? If my mother is in trouble, I won't let you go."
Ji Fan pointed the dagger at Si Niannian and said harshly.
"Who are you talking to?" Si Mu'en yelled back immediately, "How dare you touch my sister!"
Si Niannian patted Si Muen's shoulder and said, "Brother, it's okay. He only has that mouth left to do anything he can."
Her eyes glanced at Ji Fan's legs, and without saying anything, she turned and entered the operating room.
The operation process was long, Ji Fan's face became paler and paler, and his new pants were soaked and stuck to his legs.
The bright red liquid dripped on the ground and gradually became a puddle.
His hand holding the dagger was shaking, but he still persisted and did not let go of Duan Yimo.
Duan Yimo did not hide, even though she could easily escape from Ji Fan at this time.
"Get a doctor to check on you. Your leg is going to die." Duan Yimo said.
"Shut up! You don't need to meddle in other people's business!" Ji Fan yelled again.
But this sentence took a lot of effort, making his hands shake even more and his face paler.
He looked at the door of the operating room, tears falling from the corners of his eyes.
When Duan Yimo saw it, he really shut up and said nothing.
A few hours later, the light on the operating room door went out.
The door opened and Si Niannian walked out.
"Doctor Si, how is my mother?" Duan Yimo's face became more anxious, and he easily escaped from Ji Fan's hands and stepped forward to ask.
Si Niannian took off his mask and said, "The operation was successful, but it is of little significance because the patient has no desire to live."
(End of chapter)