At around eight o'clock, Mr. Lin and his life assistant took the elevator to the top floor.
"A Chong's mother, are you here too? I'll come over to see the two children."
Xue Ling sighed and shook his head: "I haven't woken up yet."
Mr. Lin frowned slightly and winked at the assistant behind him.
Soon, the assistant led the dean out.
The dean took the medical record and spoke a lot of professional terms in a respectful manner.
When Mr. Lin heard the last thing, he asked, "Can I go in and take a look? Ah Qing hasn't woken up yet?"
"It's almost here." The dean replied, "It's possible. Come on, please go this way!"
Mr. Lin made a "please" gesture.
Xue Ling and Cheng Huanran nodded.
So, the group entered the advanced ward.
Lin Qingzhi was wearing a hospital gown and an oxygen mask. His eyes were closed and he was asleep. There were several instruments beside him, and various data and small lights were flashing.
"Qing'er? Qing'er?" Mr. Lin frowned and shouted.
Xue Ling whispered from the other side: "Ah Qing? Ah Qing?"
However, Lin Qingzhi did not wake up.
Cheng Huanran was a professional after all and glanced at the instruments aside.
"He heard it and reacted. He should be awake soon."
Xue Ling held one of Lin Qingzhi's hands and said softly: "Ah Qing, Auntie knows that you are very worried about Ah Chong now. Ah Chong's operation was considered a success, but he has not woken up and is not out of danger yet. He is now
We are needed very much, especially you.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Qingzhi moved his slender fingers and frowned.
Mr. Lin raised his eyebrows in surprise and said: "Qing'er! Wake up!"
The cold-hearted man on the hospital bed slowly opened his eyes, closed them weakly and then opened them again, from being confused at the beginning to becoming conscious step by step.
Xue Ling's eyes were slightly red and he showed a happy smile.
Lin Qingzhi's voice was hoarse: "...Auntie."
Master Lin came forward and asked with concern: "How do you feel? Are you dizzy? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"It's okay." As expected of Lin Qingzhi, he quickly regained consciousness, "Dad, I'm sorry for making you worry."
Mr. Lin smiled happily and said: "It's good that you're fine, that's fine. Ah Chong hasn't woken up yet, so he should be fine. I believe he will be out of danger soon."
"Dangerous period?" Lin Qingzhi frowned and turned to look at Cheng Huanran, "When is it now?"
"The next morning." Cheng Huanran frowned and replied: "The operation was completed at one o'clock last night. A Chong's brain surgery took more than an hour. Although the bullet was successfully taken out, the impact on the brain was too great...
Ah Chong is still not out of danger."
After hearing this, Lin Qingzhi instinctively wanted to sit up - so scared that everyone quickly held him down!
"Young Master Qing! You can't move yet!" The dean exclaimed: "The wound penetrates your left shoulder and hurts an important muscle! You can't move! You can't move!"
Mr. Lin hurriedly said: "A Chong is in the ICU, no one can get in! Don't worry, he will be fine when you get better and can move."
Xue Ling comforted and coaxed: "You have to take care of yourself first before you can take care of A Chong."
Lin Qingzhi lay back, his face still pale, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyebrows.
"Where's the doctor who performed the surgery? Call over here, I want to know everything about A Chong."
"Hey!" The dean turned around and called someone.
After a while, several doctors filed in with their heads down.
The leading doctor explained that A Chong's surgery was not simple because there was intravasation of blood, which almost caused brain damage.
"...We have to wait until the patient regains consciousness before we can make any other conclusions. It's not certain yet."
Lin Qingzhi turned pale when he heard this.
The old father on the side frowned and asked: "Didn't you say that the operation was successful? The damage to the brain has not been determined yet? Don't worry! Find the best brain expert immediately. If there is no one in China, find one from abroad!"
The assistant in the corner hurriedly stepped forward: "Master, I contacted you last night, but the other party can't leave. We won't be able to get here until the day after tomorrow at least."
"We'll get the fastest flight. If that doesn't work, we'll pick him up on our own plane." Lin Qingzhi ordered with a cold face: "We'll see someone tonight at the latest."
"...Yes." The assistant hurriedly exited.
Lin Qingzhi asked again: "Can A Chong hear the voice?"
"...It's not certain yet." The doctor replied, "He is still in a deep coma."
Lin Qingzhi took a deep breath and leaned up.
"My hands and feet are fine. Come, help me see A Chong."
"Don't be impulsive!" Cheng Huanran held him down and comforted: "Your wound has to rest and be careful not to move or tear it. If you really want to see it, the monitoring system will come over in a while, and you can see it on your phone.
."
The assistant on the side quickly brought his mobile phone over.
Two or three minutes later, Lin Qingzhi finally saw the situation inside the ICU.
Xue Ling had already seen it earlier, but still couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Unfortunately, it was still the same scene. The son was surrounded by a lot of instruments, and the person on the hospital bed couldn't even see his face clearly and was motionless.
The heart-to-heart connection between mother and child, even just one glance, is enough to tug at the mother's loving heartstrings.
Xue Ling cried again.
Cheng Huanran sighed lowly and hugged his mother's shoulders.
Lin Qingzhi looked at it for several minutes before turning his attention to his old father beside him.
"Dad, where is Dai Xiaoling? Why is there only one assistant left with me? Where are the others?"
Mr. Lin's eyes dodge slightly: "Half of them were outside and couldn't come in. The few bodyguards who followed you yesterday were negligent, so I decided to let them go on vacation."
Lin Qingzhi's eyes were as cold as ice and he asked: "How was this matter handled? Was Dai Xiaoling arrested?"
"...No." Mr. Lin explained: "Our family doesn't like to do things in a big way, especially things like this. She is temporarily detained at Dai's house, and I asked them to discipline her more. I plan to let you make arrangements by yourself after you wake up.
"
Lin Qingzhi was so smart that he immediately guessed the trick.
"What did my mother insist on? To keep the person private? Not to hand the person over to the police? To ask the family to discipline her more? What do you mean? If they can discipline their daughter well, she will go crazy and grab a knife and a gun casually? Huh?"
Mr. Lin is quite aware of his son's temperament and cannot keep it a secret.
"Your mother... said that we will deal with this matter when you are all well... I don't support it, but your mother couldn't bear it and fell down with dizziness, so I can only endure her objections."
Lin Qingzhi had a cold face, and his aura was several degrees lower than the sub-zero temperature outside.
"Good. Very-very-good!"
Everyone shivered when they heard it, and intuitively the temperature in the room dropped again.
"Son, your mother and -" Mr. Lin started to persuade.
Cheng Huanran suddenly interrupted: "Dai Xiaoling planned to take a private plane to escape to South America last night. The Dai family probably didn't want to discipline their daughter well. I heard that the place where she was sent was a large farm with a beautiful environment, which is very suitable for vacation."
Mr. Lin stared in surprise.
Xue Ling said calmly: "She hid a gun secretly and intentionally hurt others. I reported her. She is currently detained by the police on charges of smuggling and illegal possession of guns."
Mr. Lin looked at Xue Ling in disbelief, then suppressed the surprise in his eyes, and his expression quickly returned to normal.