Blood soaked Ximen Lang's snow-white suit. He hugged Xia Zhiyuan and ran out of the bar like a storm, took the elevator downstairs, left the Zhiyuan Building, got into a Hummer parked downstairs, and ordered:
"Send me to the hospital quickly."
The driver in the front seat was a member of the Chinese sect. He was startled when he saw the sect leader carrying a bloody man into the car. He hurriedly agreed, started the car and sped towards the hospital.
More than ten minutes later, the Hummer drove to Heshuo People's Hospital and stopped suddenly. Ximen Lang rushed to the hospital hall with Xia Zhiyuan in his arms and yelled: "Doctor, come out quickly..."
Five or six medical staff came quickly pushing a stretcher cart, and the leader said: "Hurry, put her on the cart..."
Xia Zhiyuan was put on the car, her eyes were closed, her face was painfully pale, and she was pushed into the emergency room by everyone.
Bang, the door of the emergency room closed, and Ximenlang's shout echoed in the corridor, "Doctor, you must save her..."
A young nurse walked out of the next room and said: "Sir, I can understand your mood, but this is a hospital, please keep your voice down..."
The life and death of his lover was uncertain, which made Ximen Lang lose his mind. Two fierce gleams shot out from his eyes and he shouted: "Call your dean over. If you can't save my girlfriend, I will burn down your hospital."
The nurse was startled and said hurriedly: "Don't get angry yet..."
At this time, hundreds of luxury cars drove into the hospital, and there were cars parked everywhere. Liu Kaifeng and more than a hundred people quickly ran in, asking anxiously how Xia Zhiyuan was injured.
When the nurse saw this scene, she knew that the other person must be a person with status, otherwise she would not be able to speak arrogantly, so she left in a hurry.
After a while, Dean Zhao, who had received the report, walked over quickly, surrounded by several key surgical staff. When Dean Zhao saw more than a hundred people gathered in the corridor, he felt a little uneasy. Then he saw tears on his face at the door of the emergency room.
The handsome young man, his heart skipped a beat, why did this little devil come over?
It turns out that Dean Zhao knew Ximen Lang. As the leader of Pegatron's largest hospital, he certainly did not dare to offend the legendary eldest brother. Just today, when the Xinyuan Hotel opened, he sent people to support him, saying that the hospital
I sent a flower basket and a congratulatory gift of 50,000 yuan in my name.
Dean Zhao came closer and asked hurriedly: "Mr. Ximen, what's wrong with you?"
Ximen Lang also recognized the other party and hurriedly said: "Dean Zhao, my girlfriend was shot. Please, please save her..."
Dean Zhao hurriedly said: "Don't worry, we will do our best, even if there is a glimmer of hope, we will try our best to save it. Okay, Mr. Ximen, let's go first and see what the situation is."
The door of the emergency room opened, Director Zhao and others walked in quickly, and the door closed again.
Ximenlang squatted helplessly in the corner, covering his face with his hands. He felt the pain in his chest as if countless steel needles were piercing it. It was so painful that he couldn't breathe.
After a while, a female doctor came out of the emergency room. Ximen Lang stood up suddenly and asked in a trembling voice: "Doctor, how is the condition of the wounded?"
The female doctor said: "The wounded man was hit by a bullet in the central atrium, causing perforation. The situation is very critical and requires immediate surgery. Dean Zhao will personally perform the surgery. Are you a family member of the patient? Come with me to go through the relevant procedures. After the surgery is approved,
Sign the book."
Ximenlang barely held back his heartache and nodded, "Okay!" He followed the female doctor into an office, started the admission procedures, and filled in his own name in the patient's family column on the surgery consent form without hesitation.
Name. Spouse, Ximen Lang.
Sometimes, heaven and hell are really just one step away!
Just now, Xia Zhiyuan showed off her singing voice and calmed the audience, preparing to celebrate her birthday happily. But now, it has become like this.
The operation lasted for more than five hours. When the exhausted Dean Zhao and others came out, Ximen Lang hurriedly greeted him and asked in a trembling voice: "Dean Zhao, how is my girlfriend?"
Dean Zhao said with a serious face: "The operation was successful, the bullet was successfully removed, and the wound has been treated. However, the gunshot wound was too serious. The patient has not passed the critical period yet. He is still unconscious. The situation is not optimistic. As for her,
Whether and when you can wake up depends on luck."
Ximenlang's heart palpitated for a while, and he sighed: "Thank you very much, Director Zhao, for performing the surgery on her personally..."
Dean Zhao hurriedly said: "You're welcome, Mr. Ximen, don't be too sad and take care of yourself."
Ximen Lang replied weakly: "I will."
Dean Zhao and others left. After a while, Xia Zhiyuan, who was wearing a respirator on her face, was pushed out by medical staff and placed in a nearby intensive care unit.
Ximen Lang walked into the ward and saw his girlfriend lying on the bed with her eyes closed. The heartache could not be described in words. He sat on the chair next to him and held Xia Zhiyuan's cold hands with tears in his eyes.
It came out of his eyes and spread over his fair face
Pang...he said with a cry: "Yuanyuan, why are you so stupid? Why do you want to take a bullet for me? I'm not worthy of you at all. Wake up quickly, okay? I beg you, you
Never leave me alone and leave like this..."
Later, Ximen Lang burst into tears, and his big tears rolled down uncontrollably. It is said that men don’t shed tears lightly, but who knew how heartbroken he was at this time.
It wasn't until the phone rang that Ximen Lang stopped crying. He took out the phone and put it to his ear to answer the call. He choked and said, "Who is it?"
A man's majestic voice came from the phone, "I'm your dad, Xiaolang, how is Zhiyuan?"
When Ximen Lang heard that it was his father, he reluctantly called him dad, and then burst into tears.
Zhang Xiaofeng said angrily: "You bastard, why are you howling in mourning? What happened to Zhiyuan?"
Ximenlang cried and said: "Dad... Wuwu... Someone assassinated me. Yuanyuan took the bullet for me and was seriously injured. Now that the operation is completed, I am unconscious. The doctor said it is very dangerous..."
Zhang Xiaofeng took a long breath and said, "So Zhiyuan is not dead but is in danger?"
Ximen Lang cried and said: "Yes, she is very dangerous...Dad, if anything happens to Yuan Yuan, I won't be able to live anymore..."
Zhang Xiaofeng scolded: "Fart... Stop howling, kid. What will you do? Zhiyuan isn't dead yet. Let's just find a way to revive her. Can crying solve the problem? If you can make her cry."
Wake up, then you can continue crying."
Ximenlang was stunned for a moment and asked hurriedly: "Dad, do you have any good way to rescue her?"