The door opened with a bang, and Xiucai was the first to rush in. He was stunned when he saw this scene.
"Hurry up and drive!" Zhang Zhuang shouted in his loudest voice, running out quickly without stopping.
Peng Hui and others quickly recovered from the shock and rushed to the car parked outside as quickly as possible.
Xia Hong lay in Zhang Zhuang's arms and said softly: "Hold me tight, Zhuang, okay?"
Zhang Zhuang's tears fell on the corridor, and he hugged the girl in his arms tightly, "You will be fine, hold on! I want to marry you again! You are going to give me a lot of children! Hold on!"
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Xia Hong smiled, her face full of happy expectations. Yes, she was going to give birth to a lot of children for him. But her body began to become stiff and cold, and when she came, she had no intention of leaving alive.
If she had known that Zhang Zhuang had always loved her, she would not have believed that she would die. Unfortunately, it was too late!
The car was speeding, and Xiucai was sitting in the driving seat in the front row, holding the steering wheel tightly in his hand as the car trembled and moved forward.
"Quick! Quick!" Zhang Zhuang hugged Xia Hong's cold body tightly and shouted with red eyes.
The scholar held back the tears in his eyes, nodded fiercely, and pressed his foot on the accelerator in vain. In fact, the accelerator had already been pushed to the bottom.
The hospital seemed so far away. When I saw the red cross of the hospital, it was already twenty minutes later. The Hongbin Building that Zhang Zhuang carefully selected in order to deal with Xiao Dongsheng was in the suburbs, far away from the city.
And this just became a call to arms.
Before the car could stop, Zhang Zhuang kicked the door open, ran into the hospital with Xia Hong in his arms, and shouted tremblingly: "Doctor, the doctor is there, come quickly!" His voice was filled with emotion.
of fear and despair.
Xia Hong was quickly sent to the emergency room, but just a few minutes later, the doctor walked out of the emergency room and shook his head slowly.
Zhang Zhuang's eyes shone with frightening light, he grabbed the doctor's shoulders and shouted: "Why did you come out? Go in and rescue!"
The doctor gave a wry smile and said, "My condolences, the man is dead! If he had come twenty minutes earlier, he might have been saved." After saying that, he turned around and left.
Zhang Zhuang's eyes turned red. He pulled out a Type 54 pistol from his waist and pressed it against the doctor's forehead. He shouted almost crazily: "I want you to go in for rescue immediately, do you hear me?"
The doctor was stunned for a moment, and looked at Zhang Zhuang with horrified eyes. The coldness coming from the black gun made him almost faint. The little nurse following him screamed, and then ran away. The scholar stood coldly.
In front of the nurse, he punched the nurse unconscious.
"Okay, I, I'll go in for rescue right away." The doctor's voice sounded like leaves shaking in the cold wind in winter. He was afraid that the man in front of him would kill himself if his hands trembled, so he hurriedly agreed.
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Soon, Peng Hui and others arrived at the hospital and saw Zhang Zhuang standing there motionless, with a pale face and eyes fixed on the door of the emergency room, his eyes filled with endless sadness.
Peng Hui quietly pulled Xiucai aside and asked softly: "How is the situation?"
Xiucai's eyes were red and he slowly shook his head. Damaya and Sun Dacheng next to him sighed almost at the same time. Xia Hong's sudden appearance and sudden death made them all feel too unexpected. Maybe this
This is the fate that Zhang Zhuang and Xia Hong cannot avoid!
Peng Hui was silent. What he was most worried about now was the impact Xia Hong's death would have on the Great Northeast Company. Once Zhang Zhuang lost his mind, with his character, he could do anything, then what would happen to the Great Northeast Company?
Two years of hard work will be in vain.
Finally, after more than two hours of rescue, the doctor walked out of the emergency room tiredly. In fact, he knew in his heart that the girl had been pronounced dead medically, but due to pressure,
Only then did unnecessary rescue operations have to be carried out.
"I'm sorry, I tried my best," the doctor said in a cringing voice. He was afraid that this man would do something too extreme.
Zhang Zhuang didn't move, his whole body seemed to be numb, his face was completely lifeless, like a corpse.
Peng Hui slowly walked up to Zhang Zhuang, stretched out his arm and patted his shoulder to express comfort, but did not say anything. It was useless to say anything at this time.
Zhang Zhuang slowly pushed Peng Hui away and walked into the emergency room step by step. His steps were so heavy, as if every step took all his strength.
Xia Hong lay quietly on the operating bed, covered with snow-white sheets, only showing a smiling face. This smile was eternal. She smiled so peacefully and happily, and the slightly upturned corners of her mouth confirmed that she was dying.
She has been completely freed from her previous happiness, and from now on she will never have to be entangled with all the troubles in the world, although this freedom was obtained at the cost of her life.
Xia Hong, who was lying on the bed, was like a sleeping child, motionless. Now she has completely restored the innocence and beauty she had when she first met Zhang Zhuang. There is no longer sadness and distress on her face. After too many years, she has
After frustration and pain, she finally let go. Maybe she would go to heaven. Yes, she should go to heaven. Only there could be worthy of her. She came to this world naked and left cleanly.
Although she was no longer pure when she was alive, she has now washed it clean with her own life.
Zhang Zhuang stared at her affectionately, his eyes full of tenderness, for a long, long time. Strings of tears fell on her body, wetting the snow-white sheets.
Peng Hui, Xiucai and others stood at the door, looking at Zhang Zhuang. No one made a sound, and they did not dare to disturb the peace of these two people.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Zhuang gently bent down and carefully picked up Xia Hong, as if he was holding the most precious thing in the world.
"Xia Hong, let's go home."
Zhang Zhuang showed a heartbreaking smile and whispered, as if asking for her opinion.