Moran opened her eyes in confusion, and when she heard the servant's words, she suddenly woke up.
Going to open the door, she asked doubtfully: "What happened?"
"Madam, the hospital called to say that the young master was shot in the chest and his life is in danger!"
Molan was stunned, was Qi Ruigang going to die?
…
When Moran rushed to the hospital, the old man of the Qi family and Qi Ruisen were also there.
The door of the emergency room was closed tightly, and the atmosphere was very solemn.
"Dad." Moran greeted Mr. Qi, and Mr. Qi nodded, then looked toward the emergency room with worried eyes.
"What on earth is going on?" Moran walked to Qi Ruisen and asked in a low voice.
Qi Ruisen said: "I heard that I went to the casino to deal with something. When I came back, I was ambushed by my enemies and was accidentally shot."
"Hit the heart?"
"It looks like it is."
"What's going on now?"
Qi Ruisen said in a low voice: "I don't know, but I heard it's very critical."
Moran asked no more questions and found a seat to sit down.
To be honest, during the day she cursed Qi Ruigang to die, but in fact she was not evil enough to insist on his death.
No matter what, she still hoped that he could survive this disaster.
…
Two hours have passed and the operation is not over yet.
Moran and the others were all stiff as they waited.
Moran stood up and wanted to move. At this moment, the door of the emergency room opened——
"Who is Mrs. Qi? Mr. Qi has something to say to her." A doctor came out and said.
Moran was stunned.
Mr. Qi urged her: "Rui Gang is looking for you, come in quickly!"
"Oh." Moran walked quickly towards the operating room.
Mr. Qi behind him asked the doctor: "Doctor, how is my son's condition? Is he out of danger?"
"Master Qi, we have tried our best, you must be mentally prepared..."
Moran's footsteps suddenly stopped, and she was a little afraid to go in.
Several nurses came out. The trays they held were full of blood-stained bandages and cotton.
A nurse said to her: "Mrs. Qi, please go in quickly. I'm afraid Mr. Qi may not be able to survive."
Only then did Moran come to his senses and step into the operating room.
The lights in the operating room were on, but the light was very pale and dazzling.
Qi Ruigang was lying on the operating table, covered with a quilt.
He was covered with oxygen, his face was pale, and his dark eyes seemed to have lost their luster.
Moran walked up to him. She still couldn't accept it. A person who was so lively and vigorous during the day was about to die now.
Qi Ruigang looked at her weakly and said mockingly: "I'm going to die, will you be very happy?"
"..." Moran opened his mouth and was speechless.
Qi Ruigang seemed tired when he said a word.
He gasped: "You're right, why don't people like me die... I'm going to die, but I'm not willing to do it... Moran, I just want to ask you, do you still hate me?"
"..."
Qi Ruigang raised his hand and gently held her hand with his cold palm.
He asked stubbornly: "Do you still hate me?"
How could she still hate a dying person?
"I don't hate you anymore." Moran whispered.
"Really?" Qi Ruigang smiled weakly, with a little smile in his eyes, and he seemed to be more energetic.
"I was sorry for you before. I shouldn't have hurt you like that. Do you still blame me?"
"I don't even hate you anymore, so why should I blame you?" Moran blurted out.