"Yichuan, how's it going?"

Sitting in a police car all the way through the red light and roaring, whether it was Ji Qixuan, Ling Mufeng and Ye Zhiqiu, they didn't care much at all, and immediately ran all the way to the door of the operating room!

Ling Mufeng still had a little sense, and had already ordered Lian Junzhi and Lian Sihan father and son to organize the company, block reporters, block the scene, and jump into the police car after a simple explanation. What just happened was too fast to catch you off guard. Li Jibei's blow hit the tip of his nose - the reason why he hit the tip of his nose was because he was afraid that he would spasm and hurt the hostage after hitting the temple - was confirmed by the police and had been killed. But the subsequent explosive news, even if he closed his eyes, could guess that it would inevitably be a storm in the sky!

But at this time, he was in no mood to care, and immediately rushed over, only to see his son standing at the door of the operating room in a daze. The simple bandage couldn't stop the blood from pouring out, and his white suit was already stained blood-red, but he didn't move a single step at all.

"Yichuan, you speak, what's going on in the passing year?"

Ye Zhiqiu hadn't experienced danger before, Ling Mufeng had also been pushed into the operating room and almost didn't come back.

She experienced a collapse at that time, but it doesn't mean that this kind of thing can still be inferred, and now it won't be painful.

On the contrary, when a person reaches middle age, the affairs of her children are like the softest and sharpest knife in her heart, which can make her extremely soft when she is moved, but can also make her heart ache when she is painful.

Compared to Ye Zhiqiu, Ji Qixuan is like a lost soul! What he just heard, it was unbelievable! Compared with the shocking words that Li Jibei said just now, he is now more worried about his daughter's safety!

Ling Yichuan stood here like a piece of wood, even though blood was still dripping from his shoulder, he didn't move. When Ji Liunian saw the nurses coming and going, he immediately grabbed one, and his voice was hoarse and anxious: "What about my daughter?" How's my daughter! How is she now! ”

He said these words over and over again, without even telling anyone who his daughter was or what was sick, but his eyes were bloodshot and his hand that grabbed the little nurse's arm was extremely hard.

Thanks to the quick response of this little nurse, although she was shocked, she still said intermittently: "You family members are waiting for the operation!" ”

What surgery, how risky is it, and can it be saved? Before he could finish asking anything, the little nurse broke free from his grip and walked into the operating room, where she creaked and stitched the door of the operating room tightly.

Ji Qixuan's eyes were red, and there seemed to be a fire in his chest! He looked at Ling Yichuan fiercely, as if he wanted to see a hole in him! There was fire in his heart, but his body was strangely weak, as if even his breathing had become heavy.

Ling Yichuan refused to leave, and the whole person was like a stone sculpture. He doesn't leave, but the wound on his shoulder always has to be treated. When the doctors in the hospital heard that it was the son of the Ling family and his fiancée who had an accident, they were so frightened that they immediately ran to the operating room, gathered the best experts in the hospital, and immediately gave emergency rescue to Ji Liunian!

As for Ling Yichuan, he didn't move, and he refused to go to the emergency room, so he had no choice but to say in a dumb voice: "If the injury is not serious, let's help him deal with the wound here." ”