"Mr. Nalan, to tell you the truth, the situation is not very good."
"What's wrong?"
"Please be prepared to express your condolences... Young Master Nalan was bitten on the main artery at the mouth of his throat. He was already bleeding heavily when he was brought here. He is about to die. Now we can only work hard to rescue him. The chance of being rescued is 5%. about… "
The doctor said 5% might be too high.
Nalan Lei's face changed drastically when he heard this.
"What are you talking about? You must rescue my son!"
"this… "
While talking, the lights in the emergency room went out, and a doctor walked out of it. The doctor took off his mask. Chen Xiaoyu was about to rush up to ask about the situation, but Zhuo Zijing bumped into him, and then walked to the doctor's door. He asked, "Doctor, how is my husband?"
Chen Xiaoyu opened her mouth, feeling extremely bitter and filled with hatred. Zhuo Zijing was just a little bit away from divorcing Nalan Chusheng.
Just a little bit, Chen Xiaoyu is the eldest mistress of the Nalan family. Zhuo Zijing is still more arrogant and agrees to Nalan Chusheng's divorce.
"I'm sorry... Young Mistress... Eldest Young Master, he... resuscitation failed and has died..."
As soon as these words came out, Nalanlei couldn't accept it at all. How could a living son die after resuscitation failed? Two days ago, I was still angry with him, saying that I wanted to marry Chen Xiaoyu home.
Why did he die immediately after resuscitation failed...
"Say it again..." Nalanlei pulled the doctor's collar.
"Old man, I have said the same thing no matter how many times. Please express my condolences. The young master has passed away after resuscitation failed. We have really tried our best..."
Nalan Lei suddenly knelt on the ground, his eyes filled with blood-red color.
"My son..."
Grief and anger burst out from Nalan Lei's heart. Nalan Lei only had a son like Nalan Chu...
When Chen Xiaoyu heard the news, he stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what to do. He subconsciously touched his belly.
Looking up at Zhuo Zijing again, she found that Zhuo Zijing was looking at her with her head slightly lowered and a smile on her lips.
Zhuo Zijing, dressed in black, looked at Chen Xiaoyu like a ghost, making Chen Xiaoyu feel creepy all over...
The hairs all over her body were standing on end. Why did Zhuo Zijing have such an expression
Could it be that Nalan Chusheng's death today has something to do with Zhuo Zijing
Chen Xiaoyu confirmed her guess. Zhuo Zijing was not sad at all, and even seemed to be in her expectation. She had no fluctuation in emotions towards Nalan Chusheng.
"Old man, please express your condolences and prepare for the young master's funeral as soon as possible..."
The doctor just gave a few words of advice.
As soon as he finished speaking, Nalan Lei fell to the ground with a plop.
The whole hospital was busy again.
When Nalanlei woke up, he found himself lying on the hospital bed with an intravenous drip.
Next to her, Zhuo Zijing was sitting and saw Nalan Lei waking up, "Dad, are you feeling better?"
Until this moment, Nalanlei still couldn't believe that his precious son had died after failing to save him...
"Zijing... Chu gave birth to him..."
Zhuo Zijing grabbed Nalan Lei's hand and burst into tears, "Dad, that was not a dream... Chu Sheng is no longer here..."