Nan Juefeng received a call from Tianbao and when he rushed to the hospital, Tianlang and Tianhu also happened to arrive.
The three of them ran upstairs as fast as they could, and the moment they rushed to the door of the operating room, they saw at a glance: Yang Mufan was sitting on the bench in the corridor without saying a word, his fingers deeply embedded in his hair, his head buried deep in his head. Very low, very low; Tian Bao had been standing upright beside him, staring worriedly at the operating lamp with the dazzling red light on; and Shen Mengxin, sitting on the bench opposite with a deathly gray face, He stared straight at Yang Mufan with a very complicated, weird, sad and sad look.
The atmosphere of the picture is very solemn and dull.
Nan Jue frowned, strode forward, and shouted in a low voice: "Tianbao, how is Mu Wanqing's situation?!"
"Brother..." Seeing Nan Juefeng coming, Tianbao was inexplicably relieved. He instinctively raised his sleeve and wiped the corners of his mouth that were still burning. Then, he motioned to Nan Juefeng and Tianlang with his eyes. It's best to shut up at this moment and don't say anything, especially don't mention anything about Mu Wanqing, otherwise... if you accidentally step into this minefield of a tyrant without any blood or humanity, the consequences will be disastrous.
Just then, Mu Wanqing was pushed in. In less than ten minutes, the surgeon came out and asked the family members to sign the operation sheet and critical illness notice. At that time, Yang Mufan asked in a gloomy and ferocious manner: "What do you mean?!"
The surgeon in charge did not understand Yang Mufan's temperament, so his brain twitched, and he actually told the truth: "I did a preliminary check just now. Although the bullet did not penetrate the heart of the injured, he was bleeding too much and was in shock. In addition, he was twenty-six years pregnant. Zhou, an accidental miscarriage is a very dangerous thing. If the placenta falls off, the child will definitely not be saved. As for adults... Master Mu Fan, you'd better... be mentally prepared."
However, as soon as the attending doctor finished speaking, Yang Mufan became furious on the spot, his eyes were red, he raised his fist high and smashed it, and threatened loudly: "You are a fucking waste!! I'm here I’m warning you here very seriously and solemnly, if you can’t cure her, I will make your ancestors suffer a terrible death for eighteen generations, so get out of here.”
The attending doctor was so frightened by Yang Mufan's appearance that his legs trembled so much that he almost knelt down with a cry. He begged with a sad face: "Master Mufan, you can't force others to do anything. The injured person's condition is really very dangerous. Can you? Leaving the operating room alive is still unknown. I really can't promise you anything. If you have to ask me to ensure her safety 100%, can you... change another hospital?!"
When Yang Mufan heard this, he became even more angry. He bared his teeth and rushed towards him with a fierce look.
When Tianbao saw it, he risked being beaten to death and tried his best to stop Yang Mufan.
The consequences are of course self-evident, not to mention how badly he was beaten.
I admire Mufan's skill, vigor, strength, ferocity, and ruthlessness that never gives the opponent any chance to counterattack or breathe. His aim is: to defeat the enemy with one move, eliminate the root cause, and never cause any future troubles.
On weekdays, when Yang Mufan was practicing lazily, he was no match for him, let alone when he lost his mind and became furious.
Nan Juefeng, Tianlang and Tianhu looked at each other and understood.
He walked over, sat down next to Yang Mufan, and comforted him in a low voice: "Second brother, don't worry too much. I believe Mu Wanqing will be fine. She will be able to survive it. Give her some confidence and give yourself some confidence." There is a little bit of hope, but the results haven’t come out yet, so don’t be too desperate.”
