After the flash marriage, the billionaire president eavesdropped on my thoughts

Time passed by minute by minute. Three hours had passed since Song Mai entered the operating room, but the door of the operating room was still closed, with no sign of opening.

The indicator light was blindingly red, staining the entire corridor red. He couldn't help but think of the blood on her shoulder, as red as grass.

I don’t know how long it took, it seemed like a century, before the door of the operating room finally opened.

A group of medical staff pushed Song Mai hurriedly to the ICU. The woman's eyes were closed and there was no sign of life.

"Doctor, how is she?"

He quickly stopped the surgeon.

The surgeon in charge looked a little heavy-hearted. "The bullet was embedded very deeply in the shoulder blade, so it took a long time to remove it. Fortunately, it was not hit in a critical part. She needs to be taken good care of and paid attention to in the future, otherwise the flexibility of her arm may be affected. The main reason is excessive blood loss. She was in shock when she was sent here, and she was given anesthesia. If she doesn't wake up..."

The doctor didn't say anything else and the man looked gloomy.

"How long will it take for her to wake up?"

The doctor shook his head wearily:

"Everything depends on her luck. She lost too much blood. Although we gave her a blood transfusion, there is no guarantee that she will wake up. As long as she wakes up, her life will not be in danger."

The man looked at the medical staff who were walking away and could no longer see Song Mai.

He frowned painfully: "Can I go see her then?"

"As a family member, you can visit once a day, but the visiting time cannot exceed 30 minutes. The visiting time must be arranged by the nurse. For the rest, you can discuss the details with the ICU nurse."

"Okay, thank you."

After the doctor left, Chu Xing immediately took out his cell phone and called Jiang Jibai.

Upon hearing the news, Jiang Jibai said without hesitation:

"Wait a minute, I'll ask for leave from the hospital now, I'll be there right away."

He followed the instructions and walked to the door of the intensive care unit. He saw the thin and pale girl through the huge glass wall at a glance.

She just lay there quietly, as if she wanted to blend into the white sheets beneath her. She no longer had her previous vitality and seemed like she would disappear in the next second.

Chu Xing's heart ached. For the first time, he felt that heartache was a physical pain.

He stopped a nurse and asked: "When can I go in to visit?"

The nurse glanced at the patient in the ICU and asked, "What is your relationship to the patient?"

"She's my wife, the one who was just sent here with a bullet in the shoulder."

"Not today. The earliest is tomorrow night. She just had surgery and needs a sterile environment. No one can get close to her. I can arrange for you to visit her tomorrow night for half an hour."

The man nodded: "Okay, thank you."

Chu Xing weakly sat down on a chair at the door of the intensive care unit. After a while, several nurses pushed out a child who looked no more than ten years old from the intensive care unit.

The boy was already dead, his body lying stiffly on the bed.

The young parents cried so hard that they almost fainted, and the haggard woman even knelt down and begged the nurse to save her child.

He suddenly thought of a sentence: the prayers heard by the gods and Buddhas in the sky are not even one-tenth of those heard in the hospital corridors.

However, their child was clearly dead and could not be saved.

The woman couldn't accept the reality and fainted. The man carried her and hurried to find a nurse.

Chu Xing glanced at Song Mai lying on the bed again. For the first time, the man who had always firmly believed in materialism hoped that the woman on the hospital bed could be blessed and kept safe.

After all, she has never done anything bad and has worked hard for more than 20 years. Good people will be rewarded, so it's time to repay her, isn't it?

He walked to the balcony, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, picked up a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

Chu Xing seldom smoked. He would smoke one occasionally when he remembered to do so, but he had never smoked in front of her.

The wind blew away the smoke and ruffled his hair.

After learning about this, the driver was waiting for him downstairs. When he went downstairs to pay, he happened to meet the driver in the lobby.

"How is Miss Song Mai?"

The man briefly explained the situation, and the driver couldn't help but feel regretful.

"Miss Song Mai is such a good person, how could...she encounter such a thing?"

Yes, why did something like traveling for no reason, which was supposed to be a happy thing, turn out like this?

Why does it seem as if the whole world is against her, and all the misfortunes come to her one by one?

It's clearly a thing with such a small probability, why does it always happen to her?

He couldn't figure it out, and felt more and more sorry for her.

Chu Xing couldn't imagine how much she had gone through during the years when he didn't know her.

"Please take me to the police station to take a statement."

"well."

The driver quickly agreed and trotted over to drive the car over.

The police in charge of this case were also very concerned about Song Mai's injuries.

When the police heard that Song Mai had lost too much blood and was in poor condition, a look of grief appeared on their faces.

"Mr. Chu, I know you and Miss Song have a deep relationship. You are very sad about the current situation, but you have to take care of yourself. I believe Miss Song will not be willing to abandon you. She will definitely wake up. You have to take care of her. Please take care of yourself."

The man nodded without saying anything. After the police finished taking his statement, they finally asked the question that had been bothering him for a long time.

"By the way, have you received any professional training? Even we can't do anything to those desperate criminals. How did you manage to subdue all of them by yourself?"

There were surveillance cameras in the hotel. When they turned on the surveillance video, everyone was stunned by Chu Xing's every move in the video.

Is this really a level that ordinary people can achieve?

The restaurant owner also praised Chu Xing highly, and even said that if the police could reach such a level, then how could they not subdue such a criminal?

The man pursed his lips and said, "I have learned Sanda and also studied military fighting techniques abroad for five years."

"No wonder."

The policeman nodded with an expression of sudden realization.

How could someone who had received such training be afraid of those wanted criminals?

But when he looked at Chu Xing, there was a little more respect in his eyes.

It seems that this person is more complicated than he thought.

How can someone who can learn military fighting techniques be a simple character?

I'm afraid that no matter his family background or his identity, he is not an ordinary person.

The policeman took out a transparent plastic bag from the drawer, which contained a latest model mobile phone that had been bent from the fall.

"This phone was picked up from a restaurant. It should belong to Miss Song. Our technical detectives have checked it out and it can now be returned to its owner."