"I am the person who was saved by the owner on the street today, someone wanted to arrest me and get into the car, I shouted for help, and the owner happened to pass by me, he saved me, but I was injured, and now I am in the operating room, I heard him keep talking about Zhou Yimo...... Momo, so I took his phone and found that there was your phone, can you come over now? ”

The woman spoke quickly, and her eagerness was self-evident, and Zhou Yimo also sank in her heart, and hurriedly said, "Which hospital are you in?" ”

"Central Hospital."

"Okay, I'll go over right away, how is Zhang Haoran, where is he injured?"

"He was injured in the head, when the ambulance came, people were confused, I didn't see the contact number of his family, can you contact his parents?"

As soon as Zhou Yimo heard that he had hit his head, he said urgently: "I will call his family, I will take a taxi now, and you will pick me up at the door of the building later." ”

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Hanging up the phone, Zhou Yimo turned his head sideways and said to the driver: "Master, please go to the central hospital, hurry up." ”

The driver also heard a little bit of content, and quickly turned around on the front turntable, and turned around in the direction of the central hospital.

Zhou Yimo's heart is about to be pinched, he can't see Zhang Haoran's person, and he doesn't know what his situation is, how serious it is, and whether it will hurt his life.

The driver was racing for twenty minutes, the car stopped at the gate of the hospital, Zhou Yimo gave Zhang a hundred of them, said no need to look for it, carried the cake box in one hand, and ran quickly with the bag in the other.

Halfway through, she freed up one hand to make a call, and the other party quickly answered, Zhou Yimo said while running: "I've arrived, I'm coming inside, where are you?" ”

The woman said, "I'm at the gate, I see you, are you carrying a box of cakes?" ”

Zhou Yimo responded, raised his eyes and looked forward, six or seven meters in front of him, a young woman walked down the steps quickly, with short hair and a hot look, because of the backlight, so she couldn't see the facial features on her face clearly for a while.

The woman trotted in front of Zhou Yimo and said loudly: "Come up quickly, the doctor wants the family to sign the consent form for the operation, what about his parents?" ”

Zhou Yimo had no time to look at the woman in front of her carefully, and followed her to the hospital quickly, saying as she ran, "I'm on my way here." ”

Take the elevator to the upper floor, the elevator door opened, and the two ran again, through the long corridor, to the door of the operating room, the nurse stood aside with the file folder, and the woman said to the nurse with a sigh of relief: "Family, family is here." ”

The nurse looked at Zhou Yimo and said loudly, "Are you a family member of the patient?" ”

Zhou Yimo's chest rose and fell violently, nodded frequently, swallowed his saliva after a slow half-beat, and responded: "I am." He quickly reacted and shook his head, "I'm not, his parents are rushing here." ”

The nurse said, "Please urge them again, the patient is seriously injured and cannot be delayed." ”

Zhou Yimo didn't have time to breathe, and hurriedly called Zhang Haoran's parents again, and Xu Li cried urgently when she answered the phone, "I know, try to hurry up." Dad, hurry up. ”

Zhang Haoran's father couldn't wait to fly over, his head was sweaty, his face was pale, and when he heard Xu Li's urging, he subconsciously guessed the throttle, and only listened to the "bang"!

Zhou Yimo hadn't hung up the phone yet, she heard the voice on the phone, she sighed in her heart, don't have another accident, and hurriedly asked, "Auntie, what's going on over there?" ”

No one answered, and then someone was heard saying, "It's been a car accident, call the police!" ”

"It has nothing to do with me, it was their car that suddenly lost control and crashed into it."

"That's right, we saw it behind them."

"There is surveillance on the side of the road, and everything is clear when the police come."

Car accident? Zhou Yimo's body shook for a moment, and her face became very ugly.

Seeing that Zhou Yimo's face was not good, the woman leaned over and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Zhou Yimo said, "Zhang Haoran's parents were in a car accident. ”

The woman was also surprised, "What should I do then?" There's still someone here to sign it. ”

Zhou Yimo quickly calmed down and called Qin Ye as quickly as possible, "Husband, Zhang Haoran's parents were in a car accident, you go over and take a look, Zhang Haoran's side is also dangerous, I will take care of him here, you have something to call me." ”

Qin Ye listened to Zhou Yimo's words and suddenly bounced up from the bed, "I'll go over right away, be careful yourself, call me if you have something." ”

Zhou Yimo tried very hard to keep himself calm, "I know, Zhang Haoran is waiting for someone to sign here, and I will hang up first." ”

After hanging up Qin Ye's phone, Zhou Yimo said to the nurse, "I'll sign it." ”

"Who are you?"

"I'm his friend."

"We are now asking the patient's family to sign the consent form for surgery, the patient has a brain injury, has just had an examination, needs stitches, and has signs of concussion, you had better contact his family and ask him to sign it."

Zhou Yimo's face turned pale, and he replied without blinking: "You also heard it just now, his parents had a car accident on the way over, and I was his boss and friend, so only I could sign." 652 Literature Network

The nurse hesitated, because signing this thing is responsible, and the short-haired woman on the side said urgently: "When he was still conscious just now, he kept calling her name, she must be a very important person to him, you just let her sign, don't delay the operation." ”

When the nurse heard this, she looked at Zhou Yimo and said, "Can you be responsible for him?" ”

Zhou Yimo nodded without hesitation, "I can." ”

The nurse handed over the file folder, and on top of it was a thin piece of paper, with the patient's name written on the front and the family member's name signed on the back.

Zhou Yimo instinctively raised her hand to hold the pen, but her hand was very heavy, and she realized it later, carrying things in both hands.

The incident happened too suddenly, and she was a little stunned until now, and the short-haired woman on the side said, "I'll help you get it." ”

She took over the things in her hand for Zhou Yimo, Zhou Yimo picked up the pen and wrote Zhang Haoran and Zhou Yimo.

The nurse took the file folder and told the two of them to wait, and she was about to turn around and go into the operating room. Looking at her back, Zhou Yimo suddenly panicked, so she shouted, "Nurse." ”

The nurse turned her head, Zhou Yimo's face turned pale, and her eyes were red: "Is his life in danger?" ”

The nurse replied, "It's hard to say, we will definitely try our best to treat the patient, don't worry, go and sit next to you first." ”

The nurse flashed into the operating room, and only Zhou Yimo and the strange short-haired woman were left at the door, and the short-haired woman saw that Zhou Yimo's face was full of crying and forbearance, so she whispered: "I'm sorry......"

Zhou Yimo didn't want to speak, and there was nothing to say, the woman had made it very clear on the phone before that Zhang Haoran was helping people to get hurt.

Silently walked to the side, there was a row of chairs by the wall, and Zhou Yimo casually walked to the front and sat down. The short-haired woman followed her, put the cake box next to Zhou Yimo, and whispered: "I will take full responsibility for this matter, I just hope that your friend can come out safely, don't be too anxious first, otherwise he will worry about you, he has been calling your name when he is in a trance." ”

Zhou Yimo was already uncomfortable in her heart, and she was even more sad when she heard the words, hanging her head, she closed her eyes and stretched out her hand to block her eyes, not wanting her tears to be seen by outsiders.

Seeing this, the woman's face was full of apologies, knowing that it was useless to say anything now, so she could only hope that Zhang Haoran was fine.

The two waited outside for forty or fifty minutes, when the door of the operating room suddenly opened, and several nurses pushed the bed out of it, followed by a female doctor wearing a mask.

Zhou Yimo has been depressed, and even her reaction was half a beat slower, but the woman next to her said out loud: "It's out." Zhou Yimo realized it and stood up suddenly.

It has been almost ten hours since she finished eating at noon, and she has not eaten a mouthful, and suddenly she got up, her blood pressure did not keep up, and suddenly her eyes were white, she could not see anything, she could only stand in place.

There was a slight tinnitus in my ears, and it took four or five seconds for the situation to gradually improve. Zhou Yimo's vision slowly became clear, and when she saw that the person lying on the hospital bed was Zhang Haoran, she hurriedly stepped forward.

The short-haired woman was already asking the doctor about the situation, and the doctor said: "The patient has symptoms of concussion, thirteen stitches in the back of the head, and we recommend hospitalization for a period of observation." ”

Zhou Yimo looked at Zhang Haoran on the bed, his eyes were closed, his face was wearing an oxygen mask, his hair was black, and his face was more and more pale and bloodless.

The woman asked the doctor again, "Then he is not in danger of his life now, right?" ”

The doctor said: "There is no danger to life, but your family members must take care of it during this time, after all, the patient is a person who has had so many stitches in the back of his head, and he has lost a lot of blood, and his body is very weak." After a while, his numbing is over, and the location of the wound will be very painful, you should try to calm his emotions and divert his attention, otherwise he will be unbearable. ”

The woman nodded in response, and the female doctor said, "The family can now go down to pay the fee, go through the hospitalization procedures by the way, and the nurse will send the patient back to the room." ”

The woman turned her head sideways and said to Zhou Yimo: "You accompany him, and I will go down to go through the formalities." ”

Zhou Yimo's eyes were always on Zhang Haoran's face, she didn't make a sound, but her tears crackled and fell uncontrollably.

She felt so sorry for Zhang Haoran, why was he so unlucky, and even complained to him a little, why did she want to save people, wouldn't it be okay if she didn't save people?

People are selfish, Zhou Yimo really doesn't want to have an accident, and the one who doesn't want to have an accident is Zhang Haoran. The short-haired woman went downstairs with various lists, and Zhou Yimo sent Zhang Haoran back to the ward with the nurse.

When he came to the ward, the nurse connected the oxygen mask to the bedside oxygen inhaler, and another person helped hang up the hanging bottle, and Zhou Yimo stood at the end of the bed, silent, and his eyes were red.

Seeing this, the little nurse took Zhou Yimo for granted that she was Zhang Haoran's girlfriend, so she said softly: "The anesthetic is estimated to be over in a few minutes, and when your boyfriend wakes up, you can talk to him more, so as to divert his attention, otherwise the place where he stitches will be very painful." ”

Zhou Yimo tried hard to endure the sadness, her lips opened, and she replied in a muffled voice: "Is there no other way to stop the pain?" ”

Just talking to divert attention, thinking about it is just on paper.

The nurse said: "He has just undergone surgery, he is under general anesthesia, his body is weak, and it is not a good thing to use too much anesthetic, not to mention that he is injured in the head, we recommend that he can not use it, unless it is really painful and unbearable." ”

Zhou Yimo's whole heart was lifted, staring directly at his face, Xu was not complete when the nurse helped him clean it, and she saw that there was a thin blood channel in his chin.

This blood path was like a scar, carved into not his face, but in her heart.

Walking to the bedside, she pulled out a tissue from the bedside table, dipped it in a little water, and gently wiped his jaw.

The heart was unbearable, and the tears crossed the eye sockets and fell directly, dripping on the white quilt.

The nurse had already left, and there were only two of them in the ward, and Zhou Yimo concentrated on cleaning up the blood stains for Zhang Haoran. She didn't expect him to wake up at such a time.