In the corridor of the hospital, Lin Xiaoran sat on the bench in a daze, and Zhang Ying sat next to her, her eyes fixed on the door of the operating room.
The three words "in operation" on the door of the operating room were shining bright red, which was shockingly red. Huo Yayan has been in for five hours, the door is still closed, only the figure on the glass is shaking, busy, but no one comes out.
Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps at the end of the corridor, and Huo Yanni ran over with a pale face.
"Where's my brother? Where is he?" She panted, speaking intermittently, sweat dripping down her face and onto the floor.
Zhang Ying glanced at her, then turned her head and continued to stare at the door of the operating room, silently telling her where the person was going, as if she could see the person inside by looking at it this way.
"Who can tell me what happened? Why is my brother lying in there." Her eyes wandered between the two of them, but no one spoke, and she stood anxiously at the door and stomped her feet.
"Yanni, Huo was hit by a car to save me." After a long time, Lin Xiaoran said a word. At this moment, she found that her heart ached. She would rather be the one lying in the operating room.
"If it wasn't for me, he should be living happily. He has always been an optimistic person." Lin Xiaoran cursed himself in his heart.
How lucky she was to have Huo Yayan's love, how unfortunate that he would fall in love with her, if possible, she was willing to exchange the rest of her life for his future happiness.
Huo Yanni couldn't help covering her face and weeping. She was afraid that her brother might make a mistake, so she desperately wanted to prevent the two of them from being together. Now, her brother's life and death are uncertain in the bed, how will she explain to her parents who are abroad.
Dull, the air was filled with dullness, no one wanted to talk, three pairs of eyes stared at the door of the operating room, staring at the three bright red characters in the operation.
I don't know how long it took, the bodies of the three people felt a little stiff, and when they were about to stand up and move around, the door was suddenly opened, and a person wearing a mask walked out slowly from the inside.
"Doctor, may I ask how the people inside are doing?" Lin Xiaoran rushed to him and grabbed his hand excitedly.
The man frowned slightly, and slowly took off his mask, with a helpless expression on his face.
"Sorry, we tried our best."
"Try your best? What do you mean." Huo Yanni supported the wall and asked in a weak voice, feeling a bad premonition in her heart.
The doctor took a breath and said helplessly: "The patient lost a lot of blood when he was sent here. We have tried our best, but we can barely save his life. If he doesn't wake up within 48 hours, we will also die." Nothing can be done."
"Doctor, what do you mean he, he will, what will happen?" Zhang Ying asked incoherently.
"Not sure yet, but the worst possibility is that he will turn into a vegetable. This is just a possibility. I hope you are mentally prepared." The doctor shook his head helplessly. got a scar.
In the intensive care unit, a man with gauze on his face was lying quietly on the bed, his eyes were closed tightly, and only the slight rise and fall of his chest proved that he was still alive. Standing beside the bed was a man and two women. The two women hugged each other and wept.
"Why are you crying, he's not dead yet. Shut up!" the man growled impatiently, his eyes were bloodshot.
"What are you yelling at? If you hadn't left the children behind, how could what happened today happen." The woman's makeup on her face was mostly blurred by tears, and she choked up and asked him.
"You said me? What about you? What have you done? I was busy making money to support my family, but you abandoned us and fell into the arms of other men. Now you still have the face to criticize me?" The man couldn't restrain himself Excited, roaring.
There was a sudden ear-piercing beeping sound from the monitor, and the person on the hospital bed was struggling in pain. Seeing this, the woman ran to the door in a panic, shouting loudly: "Doctor, nurse, come quickly"
Several people who looked like doctors and nurses rushed over, skillfully carried out the rescue measures, and in a panic, three people were invited out of the ward.
In the corridor of the hospital, the woman sat silently on the bench wiping her tears, while the man paced anxiously.
No one spoke, as if time stood still, until the door of the ward was opened again. The man stepped over and asked the doctor. The two whispered for a long time, and their expressions changed as the topic deepened. Afterwards, the doctor shook his head Walking away, the man slumped against the wall, his eyes filled with tears.
Back in the ward again, the man stopped talking, just silently?Looking at the person lying on the bed, the conversation with the doctor echoed in my ears.
"Doctor, how is my son?"
"It's hard to say, the patient's mood is very unstable. According to the current situation, the patient's condition is not optimistic. I hope you don't provoke him any more. Tell him more happy things, maybe a miracle will happen."
"What do you mean."
"It means that his current will to survive is very weak, and it is difficult to guarantee when another emergency will happen to him."
Although he didn't fully understand what the doctor said, he knew that his son's condition was very bad.
"Huai Ming, I'm actually not what you think. You have rarely talked to me over the years. We need to have a good talk." The woman said softly.
Taking advantage of her daughter's absence, she could finally talk to her husband, no, her ex-husband alone, and they rarely had the opportunity to be together face to face like this.
"I don't want to hear it, and there's no need to listen to what you said anymore. We're divorced, aren't we?" The man's voice sounded calm, as if he was talking about other people's affairs, and only he knew what he really thought.
"But I'm not reconciled. I can't compare to that woman. I've been with you for so many years, but you always think about her. Is this fair to me?" Calm down. She told herself not to be impulsive, but she still couldn't help but want to speak out what was in her heart.
"Xiaoru, I know I'm sorry for you, let the past go, I don't want to mention it anymore." The man sighed, and stood silently in front of the window. His first half of his life was such a failure, he was tired , do not want to think about those right and wrong.
"Will you go to find her?" The woman's expression was gloomy. Ever since she married him, her life was nothing but loneliness. She didn't even have anyone to talk to.
"That's my business, and you don't need to worry about it. Since you have chosen your own path, don't interfere with others."
Huo Huaiming looked at his ex-wife, feeling guilty in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it. They are over and should not have any more ties. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com