The lights of the ambulance flickered at night. Cars blaring sirens across the streets of the city of Temecula. Forest. Cars blaring sirens across the streets of the city of Temecula. Mr. Frister Hurt was rushed to the hospital and, after some first aid, immediately transferred to a public hospital in Los Angeles.

Caroline trotted along the stretcher, holding Forest's hand, and she was locked out of the operating room as the paramedics stopped her.

"Daddy!" Caroline could not help but crouch at the door of the operating room, and whimpered, and the bodyguards who accompanied Mr. Frister Hurt, who did not know how to comfort Miss Hurt, had to stay on the sidelines, on guard, to make sure that she would not be disturbed.

Caroline cried for a while, a little tired, and she slowly walked to the chair in the hallway next to the operating room and sat down. She blamed herself very much, if she hadn't contradicted her father, she wouldn't have caused her to be like this.

The lights were on all the time, someone called, Caroline looked at it, it was Mark Barna, Caroline hesitated, but still connected.

"Caroline, it's me, I know something happened to Uncle Hutt, how's it going? Are you sad now? Barna's voice was so annoying that he couldn't even hear his regretful tone, "How are we thinking about it?" I think you should have to hell with that doctor. ”

"Enough, Barna, I don't want to hear this, zaijian!" Caroline wanted to hang up.

"Wait, my father wants to talk to you!"

Caroline snapped her finger from hanging up. I had to keep it to my ears.

"Caroline, it's me, I'm your Uncle Barna." There was a very gentle man's voice over there. "I'm sorry to call me if you need any help with your father's business. You know my phone. By the way, don't be too upset, your father will be fine. ”

"Xiexie you, Uncle Barna!" Caroline couldn't help but cry.

"Alright. Don't cry, I'll come with Mark to see you and your father after the surgery. Be strong, beautiful girl! ”

"I know, I know!" Caroline nodded, desperately trying to hold back her tears. But the tears flowed down uncontrollably.

"Alright. I'm hanging, I'll come and see you later, zaijian! ”

"Zaijian, Uncle Barna!"

Caroline hung up the phone, but she didn't want to cry, she always felt that someone talking would let her inner emotions be vented, and now the emotions that she had held all night finally calmed down at this time.

The bodyguards take turns resting. Caroline took a tired nap at dawn. Then he continued to hold on, and by 9:25 a.m., the door to the operating room was open, and the doctor in charge was the first to come out.

"Doctor, what happened to my father?" Caroline couldn't wait to walk over.

"I'm sorry, we did our best!" The attending doctor unbuttoned his mask and shook his head, "The patient is still in a coma and needs to be observed in the intensive care unit!" ”

"God, what should I do?" Caroline covered her mouth and then looked at her father as he pushed out of the operating room, tears welling up in her eyes, it was clear that this time, Frest Hurt's condition was worse than before.

"Daddy!" Caroline watched through the glass as Frister Hurt was wheeled into the intensive care unit and said to the doctor, "Can I go in and stay with him?" ”

"Of course, but ...... Don't take too long, he's just had surgery, and something unexpected can happen at any time! The doctor looked at Caroline and nodded.

Caroline enters, and Priest Hurt's body is full of tubes, and the instrument makes a monotonous "dripping" sound next to it.

Caroline took Forest's hand and kissed it several times on the lips, not knowing what she was supposed to do.

A middle-aged man walked briskly towards this direction, followed by Mark Barna at the party. They were followed by four bodyguards in black suits and headsets.

"I'm State Councillor Emile Barna, and I need to know about the hospital's condition of Mr. Frist Hurt!" The middle-aged man walked straight into the dean's office and sat directly across from the dean, his brows furrowed.

"It's not good!" The dean was an old man in his sixties, very short, fat, and bald. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and secretly cursed these state legislators in his heart.

"What does this mean? The situation is very bad! ”

"That's right, Congressman Hurt is suffering from heart disease, although it is not congenital, but this stems from the fact that he was electrocuted once three years ago, and it is because of that time that his heart was damaged, resulting in a more and more serious heart disease now, this episode, it is estimated that it will not last more than a month!"

"A month?" Emile Barna took a breath.

"Yes, a month, that's still a relatively optimistic estimate!"

"Who else knows about this? Or who else asked about the condition of Congressman Hurt? ”

"No, except for his daughter, Miss Hutt." The Dean shook his head, "But...... Now the situation of Congressman Hutt, I am sure, anyone who has seen him will know that it will not be very good. ”

"God bless him!" Emile Barna drew a cross on his chest, "That's it. With that, he left the dean's office without looking back.

"Dad, now is your chance!" Mark Barna followed behind Emile Barna and said with some excitement, "We can take the development project with him alone." ”

"You still can't hold your breath!" Emile Barna glanced at Mark, shook his head, and headed straight for the intensive care unit.

Through the glass, Caroline could be seen sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, and Emile Barna took a breath, slowly pushed the door open and walked inside, behind Caroline.

Caroline heard the voice, turned around, and saw Emile Barna, her eyes were a little red, and it was evident that she had just cried again: "Uncle Barna! ”

"Yes, it's me. It's a heartbreaking thing. Emile Barna nodded at her, "Your father and I have been through a lot, but never been as bad as it is now. You've got to hold on, Caroline! ”

"I know, Xiexie you!"

"Okay, I'll take a look at my old friend, you can stay here in peace, I told the dean, you must do your best. I'm sure this time Forest will get through it, his life is so hard. Remember the last time his car washed down the mountain. They were only slightly injured. ”

Caroline nodded.

"Okay, I'll go first, call me if you have something, I'll definitely help you!" Emile Barna patted Caroline on the shoulder. Turned around and walked to the ward.

What else does Mark Barna want to say? But in the end, he didn't say it, followed behind Emile, walked out, and as soon as he walked out of the hospital gate, Mark couldn't help it.

"Dad, weishenme, aren't we going to spread out with that little bitch?" Mark Barna was a little indignant, "Now that her father is dying, we can take that business alone." Just have a showdown with her, I don't believe this little bitch will have any way to object! She doesn't understand anything! ”

"Shut up!" Emile Barna turned his head. A frown glared at him, "You're too anxious. ”

"Yes, yes, you say that about me every time!" Mark Barna said, scurrying forward, "I have a date, I'm going first, Dad, if it were me, I'd have done it a long time ago." ”

"Mark—" exclaimed Emile Barna, "don't mess with your bastard friends, it won't do you any good, listen to my advice!" ”

"I know, but my friends are my friends, they are not yours! I know how to deal with it. Mark Barna replied, took two quick steps, and walked towards a sports car parked on the side of the road, when suddenly he stood still, quickly hunched over, and then crouched down.

A car sped past him and almost hit him. The driver stuck out his head and raised his middle finger at him: "You bastard, this is the middle of the road, not your bathroom, damn it, grass!" Then I kicked the accelerator and walked away. The cars behind all hurried to detour.

"What's wrong with you?" Emile Barna hurriedly trotted over to Mark, looking at him.

"I ...... What the fuck am I ...... Wet your pants! Mark Barna looked at Emile Barna with a bitter expression.

"What?" Emile Barna looked down at him, and sure enough, Mark's pants were wet and there was a large puddle of urine on the ground, giving off a pungent smell of urine.

"Oh, shit!" Emile Barna couldn't help but curse, "You can't even control this? ”

"No, it's not, it seems to have come out of nowhere, and before that, I didn't want to pee at all, not at all." Mark hastened to argue, "But...... Who knows, damn it, all of a sudden, it peed out, and I couldn't hold it back. God, I need to get in the car. ”

Mark said as he ran towards his car, got inside, took his pants off, and was still outside. Mark couldn't figure out that Weishenme himself would suddenly become incontinent, and his stomach would swell as if he had drunk a dozen bottles of beer.

"Now...... Can you drive home on your own? Amir Bana said to his son.

"Yes, yes, right away!" Mark Barna didn't care to say anything to his father, he drove home as fast as he could, he just wanted to get home as soon as possible, and then take a shower and change into clean pants.

"Grass, damn ......" Mark rushed into his room, washed it, found his pants and clothes, and prepared to change them, he wanted to curse, but he didn't know who to scold.

Changing into clean underwear and trousers, the comfortable feeling returned to his body, and he couldn't help but scold again: "Damn, I'm still good haode." It's not a big deal, I still do. ”

As soon as his words fell, he understood that he felt a bulge in his stomach, and then his bladder seemed to burst, and he understood that he jumped up and was about to run to the bathroom, but as soon as he stood up, it was like a high-pressure faucet below, and urine squirted out rapidly, wetting the pants he had just changed, and dripping on the floor. (To be continued......)