95. Please save my aunt
As Loshi hurried to the hospital, she bumped into the nurse on duty pushing her aunt out of the intensive care unit.
She didn't have time to ask questions, so she ran behind and ran to the door of the operating room, where she was stopped by the nurse.
"Families can't go in and wait outside for news."
She had completely lost the ability to think, and when she heard people say this, she only knew how to nod her head indiscriminately, but her footsteps did not stop, and she subconsciously rushed inside.
The nurse caught up, hugged her by the waist, and kept reminding her: "Loshi, you can't go inside anymore, wait for news, just wait for news outside." β
Her mind was muddy, she only knew that she watched her aunt being pushed forward, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't catch up, she was anxious, and she kept chanting: "But, that's my aunt, it's my aunt, it's my only relative." β
"You can't help if you go in. Just wait here. Dr. Jiang is very professional, he will definitely be able to save your aunt. β
The nurse took the salary given by Luo Xi, although it was a job, but people have feelings, in the past two months, she knew that this young girl had no father or mother, and the only relative was Luo Huijuan's aunt, which was also strange and pitiful.
Now seeing that her whole person is like losing her soul, her heart is also sour, and she dragged Luo Xi to the seat with great effort, and before she could speak, her nose was sour.
Luo Xi's gaze fell on her without focus, and her face was blank: "Aunt Liu, hasn't my aunt's condition been quite stable recently?" How can it be suddenly critical? β
The nurse shook his head: "I don't know either. In the morning, when Dr. Jiang came to visit the room, he said that everything was fine. I didn't know what was wrong with going downstairs to buy food, but when I came back, I heard the head nurse say something bad. β
As soon as she finished speaking, hurried footsteps sounded in the hallway again.
Lohi followed the prestige, and it was the doctor who came.
Although he was wearing a surgical protective suit, and only a pair of eyes were exposed all over his body, Luo Xi still recognized it at a glance, and the person who came was Jiang Nuoyun.
She stood up suddenly: "Doctor Jiang." β
Originally, I wanted to ask about the situation, but after only saying this, I choked up and couldn't continue.
Jiang Nuoyun paused, nodded at her, and said quickly: "Your aunt's blood oxygen index has suddenly decreased, and she must be operated on immediately." I have just contacted Professor Romon and I will be in charge of the operation before he arrives. β
Somehow, hearing Jiang Nuoyun say this, Luo Xi suddenly became less afraid.
She nodded at Jiang Nuoyun: "Doctor Jiang, my aunt...... I'll leave it to you. β
Jiang Nuoyun hesitated, looked into her eyes and nodded: "Okay." β
Loshi was waiting outside the operating room.
She didn't know how long she had waited, but the lights in the operating room had not been extinguished, and Professor RomΓ³n, whom she had been expecting, did not come.
She couldn't do anything, she could only sit on a small one-compartment chair like a sleepy beast, and she was dumbfounded. It is like a bottomless pit slowly shattering out of my heart, and I can't see the end or any hope.
After a few more moments, the operating room door was pushed open from the inside.
Squeak, very slight sound.
Luo Xi jumped up all of a sudden: "Doctor Jiang, the operation ...... Is it done? β
Jiang Nuoyun shook his head, and the eyes hidden behind the protective mask revealed obvious worry.
Loshi opened his mouth, wanting to ask, but not daring to ask.
Jiang Nuoyun didn't have much time to delay, he said succinctly: "Professor Luo Meng called, and on the way from the hotel, he encountered a traffic jam. β
"So, what are you going to do?"
Loshi's voice was trembling. She had a faint premonition in her heart, and she just came up and was forcibly held down by her.
"With a helicopter."
Jiang Nuoyun said, "In this case, the helicopter is the fastest. Roshi, call my uncle immediately. β
Luo Xi nodded without any judgment, subconsciously took out his mobile phone, and was about to dial, and said: "However, Mr. Fu is still in country M, and he is not in Jiangcheng." β
A hint of surprise flashed in Jiang Nuoyun's heart. But now that the situation is urgent, Luo Huijuan's situation is even worse than he expected, and he doesn't have time to ask Luo Xi why he knows the news of his uncle's business trip to country M.
only said: "Uncle came back from country M last week, he has been in Jiangcheng this week, you contact him, just say, I want to borrow his helicopter." His phone number is ......"
Loshi's face turned pale. However, her whole face was pale at this time, and no one noticed that her expression just now was not very good-looking.
Before Jiang Nuoyun finished reporting Fu Chengshen's mobile phone number, she had already called out.
It's busy over there.
Loshi waited for a while, but the phone still didn't work.
Jiang Nuoyun didn't dare to come out for too long, and instructed her: "No matter what, you have to contact my uncle." If he won't lend it to you, you can just push it on me. β
Without waiting for Loshi's answer, he hurried back to the operating room.
Loshi played again, still busy.
She was unwilling and kept calling Fu Chengshen.
Finally, for the fifth time, the call was connected.
She first heard a very heavy breath coming from the earpiece, followed by Fu Chengshen's voice.
The tone was very light: "Loshi." β
Luo Xi actually understood everything in his heart when he heard Jiang Nuoyun say that Fu Chengshen had returned to Jiangcheng last week.
He was probably about to divorce her, but he didn't know why, and he didn't want to talk to her in person.
I wanted to leave, but I didn't want to say it, so I just left her cold, and waited for her to slowly realize that she would consciously leave his life.
For him, it was indeed the easiest and most convenient to deal with her coldly like this.
It's just cruel to her.
It was like a sword hanging above her head, tied with strands of hair, she knew that the sword would fall sooner or later, but she didn't know when it would fall, and there was no way to avoid it, so she could only wait to be stabbed and bloody.
She took a deep breath and tried not to tremble in her voice, not to be embarrassed in front of him at this time, so that he would only laugh at her if he remembered it later.
She tried to hold back the sourness in her nose and spoke: "Mr. Fu, can I borrow your helicopter?" My aunt was going to have surgery, and the specialist who operated on her was stuck in traffic and couldn't get through. β
She thought that in the past two months, they had barely gotten along and been friendly, and it was a matter of human life, and he would at least think about it.
The other side was silent for a moment, and his tone seemed a little embarrassed: "The helicopter is temporary, and I can't lend it to you." β
I don't know if I can't borrow it, or if I don't want to borrow it.
Loshi's face tensed so hard that he could barely hold back his tears. She covered her mouth tightly with her hand so that the sobs did not leak through her fingers.
Like a stranded fish, she opened her mouth helplessly and panted for breath before she squeezed out a little sound in front of her.
"Mr. Fu, please ......"
Save my aunt.
Before she could finish her sentence, he had already interrupted: "I'm sorry. β
The nurse suddenly patted her, pointed to the TV hanging on the wall, and motioned for her to look.
The news was playing on the screen from just now, but she didn't have the heart to pay attention to what was being reported.
Loshi glanced up and saw a helicopter appearing in the frame, seemingly landing, its propellers spinning against the canopy of the trees, and a strong wind.
The camera pans to the intersection below the helicopter, where it appears to be a car accident, with several cars crashing into each other and blocking several roads.
The nurse turned up the sound of the TV, and she heard the reporter at the scene reporting: "It is reported that a total of 12 vehicles were involved in a series of rear-end collisions, the road affected by the car accident is currently congested with traffic, the ambulance cannot arrive in time, and many injured people at the scene are still waiting for rescue, including a pregnant woman who claims to be the wife of the president of the Fu Group." β
The photographer gave a close-up, and Luo Xi recognized it at a glance, the woman who was at the center of the car accident and was resting on the car door with her stomach carefully held her stomach was Chen Yun.
The car behind her, with the front of the right side dented and the airbag bulging, looked like it had hit hard.
However, there were no injuries on her body, at least, from the perspective given by the photographer, there was no blood.
The helicopter quickly landed in the picture, and the reporter at the scene excitedly said: "It's Mr. Fu's helicopter!" I'm here to pick up Mrs. Fu. Indeed, at such a time when traffic jams are so bad, helicopters are the fastest. Let's pray together and wish Mrs. Fu and the child in her belly safe and well......"
The rest of the content, Luo Xi doesn't want to read anymore.
She put down her phone weakly, no longer paying attention to what Fu Chengshen was telling her.
With a flick of his fingers, he hung up the phone.
This phone call, there is no more, there is no meaning.
She sat down slowly in her chair, her arms propped up on her knees, her hands covering her eyes, and she didn't make a sound, but more and more crystal liquid flowed from between her fingers.
The nurse sat down beside her, sighed, and said gloomily, "It's good to be rich." It's all traffic jams, and Mrs. Fu obviously doesn't seem to have anything, so a helicopter picks her up and takes her to the hospital for examination. Some people are dying, but they can only wait. That's fate. β
Her words, falling on Loshi's ears, buzzed, but they were not really heard.
She closed herself off, didn't want to see anything, didn't want to hear, didn't want to see.
Always, all the time.
It was getting dark, and Professor Romon hadn't shown up yet.
The nurse went downstairs to buy food and brought it up, and brought her a copy too: "Let's eat something." β
Loshi looked up, his eyes so red and swollen that he couldn't even see it. She shook her head, "I'm not hungry. Aunt Liu, I'm worried about you. β
The nurse wanted to persuade her, but she couldn't open her mouth when she looked at her.
In the end, he only sighed heavily and reminded her: "Your phone vibrated all afternoon, and you haven't answered." I don't know if it's an important thing. But it didn't sound anymore. β
Loshi numbly picked up his phone and looked at it, it was already out of battery.
She put her phone down absently, her voice so soft that she could barely hear it: "It's not important." β
In this world, nothing is more important than my aunt.
After another half hour, Professor Romon finally arrived.
Loshi watched him enter the operating room.
After that, there was a long wait like a polar night.
It wasn't until the wee hours of the morning that the lights in the operating room finally went out.
Loshi stood up and saw the operating room door open from the inside.
Jiang Nuoyun's blue surgical gown was covered with brightly colored bloodstains, and he slowly walked out of it with heavy steps.