Lin Chuan immediately picked up Qin Mengying and sent her to the hospital as quickly as possible.
If Qin Mengying has any shortcomings, what is the meaning of his life?
On the way to the hospital, Lin Chuan held Qin Mengying's cold hand tightly. Guilt, self-blame, and pain all crowded into his heart, making him miserable and making life worse than death.
The director of the hospital and a large number of doctors had been waiting at the door for a long time. Without further ado, they would immediately carry out rescue operations.
Outside the emergency room, Lin Chuan's anxious breathing was already disordered, and his eyes were almost blankly staring at the door of the emergency room.
Ten minutes later, the old dean walked out of the emergency room with an extremely heavy look on his face.
"Mr. Lin, your wife seems to have an internal organ problem and should undergo surgery immediately, but... with our current medical conditions and technology, we simply cannot perform such an operation!"
Lin Chuan grabbed the old dean's arm and shouted hysterically: "What is an internal organ problem? You give him a CT scan, MRI, and X-ray analysis. What does it mean that surgery can't be performed?"
What do you people do for food?"
The dean was so shaken by Lin Chuan that he couldn't stand still. He had never heard of MRI or X-ray analysis. He hurriedly said: "Mr. Lin, please calm down. Our current medical technology is not good even if we try our best.
I know it’s hard for you to accept it now, but there’s really nothing we can do!”
Lin Chuan felt like he was being hollowed out instantly, his body suddenly fell stiffly and he fell backwards, his eyes were full of stars.
Everyone hurriedly stepped forward to support Lin Chuan, only to realize that Lin Chuan's face was pale and his whole body was trembling.
Ni Xiaolu shouted: "Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin, cheer up, you can't make any mistakes!"
If a financial director and a company president both fail, what will happen to the company with a market value of tens of billions, what will happen to tens of thousands of workers, and what will happen to dozens of projects?
What should I do about commercial development projects in Hui City, Danmao District, and Chongqing City?
This is not something they can bear.
But at this moment, Lin Chuan's mind was completely blank, as if he had returned to the moment when the oxygen tube was removed from his previous life.
All feelings and all body cells are numb and gray.
Qin Mengying endured hardships and humiliations with him for more than ten years, and then she enjoyed the blessings of him for one year.
Is this God's will, is this fate?
He tried hard to change everything, but will he still lose it in the end?
If everything is in vain, then why persist.
If you want to die, let's die together.
Just when the scene was in chaos, a confident and serious female voice suddenly sounded from behind the crowd.
"Who said it couldn't be saved?"
This is the most inspiring, secure and uplifting voice Lin Chuan has ever heard in his life.
He was pulled back from falling into the endless darkness.
He suddenly turned his head to look at the person who spoke.
"Molly?"
It's Hong Kong's famous doctor Molly.
The reason why she is standing here is because she personally sent the cooperation plan to Lin Chuan and tried her best to persuade Lin Chuan.
But when she went to the Mengying Group headquarters in the morning, she heard that Lin Chuan had gone to the hospital.
So she followed her to the hospital and happened to hear what the old director said.
Without even thinking about it, she immediately took action to save Qin Mengying.
Lin Chuan immediately pushed away everyone, held Molly's hand, and begged with great sincerity: "Molly, save my lover, I know you can do it!"
Molly said hurriedly: "Don't talk about this now, I want to see the patient and then talk!"
Now that no one can help, Lin Chuan directly asked Molly to diagnose Qin Mengying's condition.
The old dean and the doctors were not qualified to stop it, nor did they have the guts to stop it.
They even hoped that the mysterious female doctor could rescue Qin Mengying, so that their hospital could get some credit.
At this time, Lin Chuan also forced himself to sit on a chair outside the emergency room door.
At this moment, Molly walked out of the emergency room and said simply and competently: "Mr. Lin, your wife is bleeding from the liver. She is very critical and needs surgery immediately!"
Lin Chuan stood up tremblingly and said only one word.
"I want you to perform an operation on my lover yourself, you can do it!"
Molly actually thinks this is very risky, because the equipment of this hospital is very backward, and she can't guarantee whether this operation can be performed well.
But she has no choice, because her current identity is a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded.
So she immediately said to the old dean and others: "Dear colleagues, now I need everyone to help me do this operation as much as possible. Now I have to disinfect it first, and then push the patient to the operating room!"
The old dean immediately asked the doctor to prepare quickly.
Just when Molly came to the door of the operating room, Lin Chuan said again: "Leave it to you, Molly!"
Molly looked back at Lin Chuan, her eyes full of determination and professionalism.
Then the lights in the operating room came on.
Lin Chuan also slumped down on the bench weakly again, sweat dripping down his face.
At this time, Xi Xiaolei, Ai Nan and other company executives all arrived.
But Lin Chuan didn't want to talk to anyone now, he just looked at the lights of the operating room anxiously.
About an hour later, the nurse and the assistant physician ran out of the operating room quickly, leaving Lin Chuan unable to ask any questions.
I saw them taking more than a dozen bags of blood and running back to the operating room.
Seeing this, Lin Chuan knew that Qin Mengying must have bled a lot.
The longer time passed, the more anxious Lin Chuan became.
Three long hours passed and the operation was still in progress.
At this time, Ai Nan came to Lin Chuan and whispered: "As long as the operation is still going on, Mengying will not be in danger. Don't worry, everyone is watching you now. Cheer up no matter what!"
"I can't care about that much now. If anything happens to Mengying, I don't have to give up the Mengying Group. In my life, nothing is more important than Mengying!"
Seeing Lin Chuan's determination, Ai Nan didn't know what to say.
Two hours passed again, and Molly finally walked out of the operating room door.
Sweat had already wet her clothes, her face was full of exhaustion, and even her hair was messy.
For her, this surgery was like fighting with death.
Lin Chuan was so nervous that he almost forgot to breathe and just stared at Molly blankly.
Molly said with a hoarse voice and tiredly: "The patient's internal bleeding in the liver was very serious, but the operation was very successful. Your hemostatic drugs played an extremely important role at this time.
It can be said that without your hemostatic medicine, even if it is an operation, the success rate is very low. This is the role of the hemostatic medicine I told you before. Now..."
Before he finished speaking, Lin Chuan felt his eyes go dark and fainted.
Everyone was in chaos again.
After careful inspection, Molly said to everyone: "It doesn't matter, Mr. Lin is like this because he was too nervous and suddenly relaxed. He will wake up soon!"