By the time Zhao Gangjun arrived at Zhangshi Hospital, more than an hour had passed.
Zhao Gangjun did not drive here. He directly called the FJ Military Region. Then, as the leader of the second team of the Special Operations Division of the National Security Bureau, he recruited a helicopter and flew directly from FJ to Zhang City by helicopter.
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Wu Yaoqin and Zhao Gangjun went to Zhang City together. Along the way, Wu Yaoqin fainted several times because judging from the words of the doctor on the phone, Chen Keke's condition was not optimistic.
After landing the helicopter at a stadium in Zhang City, Zhao Gangjun rushed to Zhang City Hospital without stopping.
Inside the hospital.
Because Chen Keke was a popular entertainer, several people from the police came and were waiting outside the emergency room.
When Zhao Gangjun and Wu Yaoqin appeared outside the emergency room, the lights in the emergency room were still on.
"Officer, how is the situation now?"
Zhao Gangjun asked with a stern face.
"Are you a relative of Chen Keke?" the police asked.
"Um."
Zhao Gangjun nodded and took out his ID.
When he saw that Zhao Gangjun was from the Special Operations Division of the National Security Bureau, the policeman's expression suddenly changed.
"Team Leader Zhao."
The policeman said, "Chen Keke's situation is not optimistic."
"I want to know the cause and process of the matter." Zhao Gangjun said.
"Ms. Chen Keke's car was speeding when passing the traffic light. An earthmoving truck happened to run the red light, so the two cars collided. As for why Miss Chen Keke was speeding when passing the traffic light, we still don't know.
Obviously, because of the two people in the car, one died, and only Ms. Chen Keke was lucky to be alive, but she is still being rescued," the police said.
"One died..."
Zhao Gangjun knew that the one who died should be Chen Keke's bodyguard, and he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart. When he chose Chen Keke's bodyguard, Zhao Gangjun specifically asked Lizhen. Because they were both girls, many things would be more convenient.
I thought I would die this time.
"How is Coco now?" Wu Yaoqin asked with red eyes.
"We don't know either."
The policeman shook his head and said, "When he was brought here, his heartbeat and breathing were basically gone. The doctors are doing their best to save him."
"Thank you."
Zhao Gangjun nodded to the policeman, then supported Wu Yaoqin and said, "Sister Yaoqin, it will be fine."
Wu Yaoqin's eyes were filled with tears and she was speechless.
Ten minutes later, a doctor came out of the emergency room.
"Have the family members of the injured come?" the doctor asked.
"I am, I am."
Wu Yaoqin quickly stepped forward.’
"Who are you among the injured?" the doctor asked.
"I'm her mother."
Wu Yaoqin said, "Doctor, how is my daughter?"
"The situation is not optimistic. Here is a critical illness notice. Please sign it." The doctor handed the critical illness notice to Wu Yaoqin.
Wu Yaoqin's body went limp, and Zhao Gangjun quickly supported Wu Yaoqin.
"Doctor, I, I only have a daughter, please, please save my daughter, please!" Wu Yaoqin begged.
"We will do our best."
The doctor said, "However, this is not a notice, please sign it."
Wu Yaoqin trembled and signed her name on the critical illness notice.
The doctor returned to the emergency room again.
Zhao Gangrong hugged Wu Yaoqin and walked aside and sat down.
"Keke will be fine." Zhao Gangjun patted Wu Yaoqin's shoulder and said, "I have sent the best doctor from FJ over. She will be fine."
"Gang Yu, I am just such a daughter." Wu Yaoqin cried, "If anything happens to her, my life will really be meaningless."
Zhao Gangjun hugged Wu Yaoqin tightly and said, "Sister Yaoqin, it's okay. Ke Ke is a good girl. God will bless her."
Just as Zhao Gangjun was comforting Wu Yaoqin, several people carrying cameras and microphones appeared at the stairs in the corridor. Those people looked around, saw Zhao Gangjun, and ran over quickly.
"Who are you?"
A policeman stepped forward and stopped the people.
"We are from the xx newspaper. We heard that Miss Chen Keke was in a car accident. Let's come over for an interview. Mr. Police, how is Chen Keke's injury now?" asked a person holding a microphone.
"The injured are being rescued. No noise is allowed here now. You'd better leave quickly." The policeman frowned and said.
"Rescue being carried out? May I ask how serious the injury is? Is it life-threatening?" The reporter still asked reluctantly. The policeman's face looked obviously much uglier. He looked at the cameras and cameras and said
, "I'm not a doctor. Get out quickly. If you don't get out, we will kick you out!"
In fact, the police are generally tolerant of these reporters. Unfortunately, Zhao Gangjun is here today, and the police know Zhao Gangjun's identity, so they will naturally not let these reporters make noise here again.
In order to dig out first-hand information, those reporters had nothing to do with the police. Suddenly, a reporter saw Wu Yaoqin who was crying and rushed over with people.
"Excuse me, are you Chen Keke's mother?" The reporter said while pushing the microphone in front of Wu Yaoqin's mouth.
"roll."
Zhao Gangrong pushed the other party's microphone away and looked at him coldly.
"You...ah! You are the chairman of the Fang Group and Chen Keke's rumored boyfriend!"
The reporter seemed to have discovered a new world and shouted in surprise, "You, you are here too! What do you think of your girlfriend's injury?"
Zhao Gangjun stood up silently, looked at the overly excited and loud reporter in front of him, and raised his hand.
Snapped.
A loud slap in the face.
The reporter covered his face in disbelief.
The camera next to me was working, and the camera's flash was flashing.
"If you don't get out, I won't slap you next time."
Zhao Gangjun said coldly.
"You...you dare to hit me!"
The reporter couldn't believe that someone dared to hit the reporter in front of the camera. For a moment, he didn't believe that he was beaten.
Zhao Gangjun sat back next to Wu Yaoqin and ignored the reporter.
The reporter's face turned red, he raised his finger and pointed at Zhao Gangjun, opened his mouth, and was about to speak out what he had been thinking for a long time, when a big hand suddenly struck him.
The reporter's entire mouth was covered by this hand, and then he was lifted up.
Zhao Gangjun just grabbed the reporter's mouth, carried the reporter to the stairs, and then threw the reporter forward.
The reporter rolled down the stairs.
Zhao Gangjun came back, looked at the other reporters, and said, "Anyone who doesn't want to die, get out of here."