He said, "We can’t guarantee that. For every patient, we will do our best. For every life, we will strive."
Charles snorted coldly, "How dare you compare him to an ordinary life?"
The doctor’s face turned green with anger. Even though he knew this was the young master of the Ji Family, in the face of death, he was no different from others. Isn’t everyone a life?
But facing soone this unreasonable, he didn’t have the courage to say it out loud.
The doctor stayed silent, and Charles used a commanding tone against him again, "I want him alive, so you must keep him alive."
Ji Anning and Xiang Yiqing stared blankly at Charles’ unreasonable dominance.
It was exactly like seeing Ji Chicheng.
Finally, the doctor couldn’t hold back and frowned at Charles, "Sir, please show so respect for us doctors. You’re always intimidating us, and we’re all scared by you. How can we concentrate on treating patients like this?"
Hearing that, Charles thought it made sense. He imdiately let go of the doctor’s collar. Seeing his collar all wrinkled, he reached out to smooth it and apologized while doing so, "I’m sorry. Do your best to save him, and I’ll give you an entire hospital."
The doctor and the nurses: "..."
The world of the wealthy, they truly didn’t understand.
...
Ji Chicheng was sent to the intensive care unit, and from that mont, every minute, every second was torture, an ordeal for Ji Anning.
She was constantly leaning against the observation window of the door, watching the man lying inside on the hospital bed.
He was covered in tubes, and Ji Anning’s heart kept bleeding, hurting so much that she couldn’t breathe.
She had been standing on one leg the whole ti; the other leg was either numb or in pain — she couldn’t feel the pain now anyway.
"Anning, why don’t you go rest for a while?"
Jin Yuanyuan, worried about Ji Anning’s health, tried to persuade her sincerely.
Her body was also weak now, and standing here for such a long ti without rest would certainly take a toll.
"Anning, your friend is right. You should go and take a rest."
Xiang Yiqing also ca over to persuade Ji Anning.
Ji Anning shook her head, tears welling up and spilling out, "No, I want to stay with him."
During this ti, she had cried countless tis, shedding who knows how many tears.
Her heart ached, truly ached for her little uncle’s pain.
Her wonderful little uncle.
Seeing her cry again, Xiang Yiqing quickly said, "You have to think about the child in your belly. Do you know this child almost didn’t survive?"
Hearing this, Ji Anning’s hand went to her lower abdon.
The child!
Just as Ji Anning thought about the child, Charles’s voice suddenly sounded beside her, "Take her to rest."
He instructed his attendants.
"Yes." The attendant didn’t dare say more, nodded, and imdiately walked towards Ji Anning.
Along with Charles’s two bodyguards.
Approaching Ji Anning, one grabbed one of her arms and began to drag her away.
Ji Anning glared, "Mr. Charles, what are you doing?"
Xiang Yiqing also got anxious, rushing forward to grab Charles’s collar, "This is in China, not in your Y Country or your Charles Family estate!"
With a look that said he had been fed up with him for a long ti, wanting to punch him.
Seeing this, Charles’s two bodyguards imdiately released Ji Anning’s arms and instead caught Xiang Yiqing’s arms, one each, effortlessly pulling Xiang Yiqing aside.
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