A young nurse whispered as she pushed her into the operating room, "Isn’t she Qiao Mo? Isn’t she Mr. Fu’s fiancée?"
As soon as the nurse spoke, several people were montarily stunned.
After the doctor pushed her into the operating room, he told the dical assistant, "Call Mr. Fu."
"Okay."
The phone was quickly connected, and a deep voice ca through, "Hello, this is Jiang City Advanced Central Hospital. Is Ms. Qiao Mo your fiancée or wife?"
Listening to the urgent voice from the hospital, Fu Nancheng’s heart tightened, "Yes."
"Ms. Qiao Mo has been in a serious car accident. Please co to the hospital imdiately; so surgeries may require your signature."
"I don’t have ti right now, contact soone else."
As he finished speaking, without waiting for the doctor to say anything further, Fu Nancheng hung up decisively, leaving the doctor and nurses present montarily stunned.
Not long after Qiao Mo was pushed into the operating room, Xie Qinghuan and Jing Hao hurried over.
Outside, a doctor holding various docunts urged them to pay the bills. Before Jing Hao could speak, Xie Qinghuan grabbed the docunts and said, "I’ll go pay, you stay here with Xiao Mo, and let know as soon as there is any news!"
But even when Xie Qinghuan returned, the light above the operating room was still on.
Xie Qinghuan checked her watch and dialed Fu Nancheng’s number.
The call was quickly connected, and Xie Qinghuan, a little emotional, shouted sharply, "Fu Nancheng, where are you! Do you know Xiao Mo had a car accident!"
Unlike her agitation and hysteria, Fu Nancheng on the other side of the call sounded very calm, "Yes, I heard."
"Heard? Heard! What the hell are you doing, do you know your wife and child are about to die! You’re hearing about it from others!" At this mont, Xie Qinghuan was truly about to explode.
"I’ll co over after I finish my current tasks," Fu Nancheng said in a deep voice, his heart trembling.
About to die?
No... it can’t be.
His Xiao Mo wouldn’t die!
Absolutely not!
"Finish your tasks? Is there anything in your hands more important than Xiao Mo and the child’s lives?" Xie Qinghuan’s mind went blank for a mont, almost unable to comprehend the nonsense Fu Nancheng was saying.
"She’s already in the operating room. I can’t help by going there now, and nothing will change."
As he finished, without waiting for Xie Qinghuan to speak again, Fu Nancheng hung up the phone.
Xie Qinghuan stood there holding the phone in a daze, and when she ca back to her senses, tears of anger almost flowed out.
So, according to him, is it only the doctors who can make a difference right now? Does everyone else make no difference by being there?
She always knew this man was hard to control, but she always thought, from the way he looked at Xiao Mo, that he loved her.
But she didn’t expect him to be a thorough scumbag!
Beside her, Jing Hao stepped forward to ask, "What did he say?"
"He said he’s busy and will co over later."
Jing Hao fell silent. He had originally been dealing with things at the company when he received a ssage that Qiao Mo had been in a car accident.
Without a second thought, he rushed over imdiately, only to find that Fu Nancheng wasn’t there.
In retrospect, that ssage should have been sent by Fu Nancheng to him.
But why did he not co himself?
And instead asked him, his rival in love, to co?
The two didn’t expend much energy on Fu Nancheng, as they were more concerned with the life and death of Qiao Mo and the child inside the operating room.
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