As soon as Mo Ye left the operating room, Bo Jinyan came over.
His anxious heart was finally relieved, and he came over excitedly: "You are finally here."
"What happened?"
Bo Jinyan asked.
Mo Ye shook his head; "Not too optimistic. His brain has been obviously stimulated, and there is a blood clot in it. After such a fuss, the direction of the blood clot has already shifted."
Bo Jinyan didn't know much about their medical matters, but he didn't think it was very good.
Seeing him deep in thought, Mo Ye became even more tearful: "No, what should I do now? I don't dare to tell Gu Luoqi at all. If anything goes wrong, I can't escape.
Take responsibility."
Gu Luoqi is his idol!
The result was a good result. After only a few days of worship, the idol was immediately offended. He began to be afraid. Will Gu Luoqi find fault with him next?
Bo Jinyan frowned: "Shut up first. Was he hit by a car again?"
Mo Ye shook his head and pointed at the dumbfounded person beside him.
"Just listen to what he has to say."
The man was called by name, and he trembled violently. The next second, he was about to cry again. Facing Bo Jinyan's gloomy glare, he swallowed and shook his head weakly: "No, no. It's Tang.
My husband asked me to do this. He asked me to hit him with my car. If he told me what happened, he would be responsible for it. I, I tried to persuade him, but he kept insisting."
The driver's legs softened and he knelt down.
Facing the two pairs of increasingly angry eyes, he swallowed his saliva and said while crying: "He said, it's not that he can't think about it, it's just that he has lost his memory, so he wants to stimulate it and get his memory back.
Memories are very important to him and he wants to get them back at any cost."
After saying that, he hurriedly took out a check and said weakly: "Money, the money is still here, I don't want this money anymore. This matter has nothing to do with me. Please, don't hand me over."
Police, it was his own idea!"
Bo Jinyan and Mo Ye looked at each other.
The latter asked carefully: "Do you want to tell Gu Luoqi?"
Before Bo Jinyan could answer, Mo Ye said anxiously: "Go ahead and tell me!"
"..."
Bo Jinyan glanced at him silently, and then returned his gaze to the ward: "Is he out of danger now?"
"Yes, but the blood clot must be dealt with as soon as possible. It's quite risky to open the skull." Mo Ye told the truth.
As soon as he finished speaking, Bo Jinyan saw a look of disdain on his face.
"Is Gu Luoqi his relative?"
"...Huh?" Mo Ye looked puzzled.
Bo Jinyan said irritably: "It's such a big thing, don't you need to notify his family?"
"...Oh oh oh!" Mo Ye understood instantly, but the next second, he unlocked the phone again: "You coming?"
That mobile phone belonged to Tang Munian. The situation was too tense before, so he didn't think of calling his family or anything.
Bo Jinyan took the phone and returned within ten minutes after going out, throwing the unlocked phone to him.
"Call Tang Yue, his son. No one else needs to be notified."
Anyone who knows a little bit about the situation of the Tang family knows what is going on.
Except for the father and son of the Tang family, no one else can be trusted.
Mo Ye nodded excitedly: "I know!"
"Also, remind him that he himself knows what is going on in the Tang family, so he should come here as quietly as possible."