white tour

Chapter 178

"Here you are!" Jesús brought Fidel to the lobby on the first floor, and then fetched him a cup of hot water, "Sit here and don't run around, things are already chaotic, so don't trouble us anymore !"

"Annie came to the hospital just after the game. He must be tired after several hours of guarding. I went to Santander today because I have to negotiate a sponsorship contract with Santander Bank, so I don't have time to accompany you Going to the Bernabéu, you know about it. But... I left suddenly, and I guess the contract will have to be negotiated again." Jesús sat next to Fidel, and he was silent for a while before continuing, " I received your call just after returning to the hotel for a rest. I was also very tired after rushing back. David is rushing for a design recently, otherwise I wouldn’t just let you bring Sofia to Madrid. And Bonita, she followed the dance troupe Went to Germany. We haven’t told them about Sophia’s hospitalization yet, at least we have to wait until the little princess’s situation becomes clearer, and telling them now is nothing but panic.”

"In the morning I proposed to let the bodyguard Victor accompany you, but you refused, you said you could take care of Sofia, what happened?" Jesús turned his head, the more he thought about it, the more angry he was, but when he saw that Fidel was still in a panic even when he was in a daze. While maintaining the appearance of praying, he couldn't bear to continue to press the question any longer. He paused for a long time before touching the boy's head and comforting him: "Be good, I'll come down to see you later, okay?"

Even though his heart feels empty and uncomfortable, Fidel still responds to the outside world.He nodded obediently, although he stopped crying, but the tears kept rolling in his eyes.

Sighing, Jesús patted Fidel on the shoulder and left exhausted.

"Annie, eat something!"

Antonio, who was about to shake his head when he saw Mr. Manager with bruises under his eyes, took the bread anyway.

Probably because it had been left for a long time, the bread had begun to dry out and harden, but Antonio, who had no appetite at all, mechanically opened and closed his mouth and swallowed them all.

"Annie!" Jesús quickly realized something was wrong, he quickly stopped Antonio, and handed over the mineral water in his hand.

"I'm fine, Leon." Antonio's voice was hoarse than before, and he was still staring at the emergency room.In the next second, his eyes suddenly widened.

The lights went out, the door opened, and the doctor came out. Antonio hurriedly pushed Jesus away and rushed up, and the agent, who had bread in one hand and mineral water in the other, also hurriedly followed.

"The operation was successful. The patient is out of danger, but he still needs to be hospitalized for observation for a period of time." The doctor removed the mask, "The most serious injury was on the left side of the back of the head. The scalp was torn by four centimeters, and the left forearm was slightly fractured." , There are a lot of abrasions on other parts of the body, accompanied by symptoms of coma and intracranial hemorrhage. The wound on the back of the brain is well sutured, please rest assured, but intracranial hemorrhage may cause some bad effects on the patient's body in the future, so it is necessary to stay Court for observation."

"The effect of anesthesia has not passed, so the patient will not be awake for the time being. And I must tell you that the patient is too young and the body's immunity is too weak. It is very likely that there will be fever, fever, etc. in the next few hours. Please pay more attention to the family members. Also, this car accident is very likely to have caused some psychological damage to the patient. If necessary, I hope you can help the patient with psychological treatment, children need care to grow up healthily."

"Thank you! Thank you..." Antonio shook his lips and repeated incoherently.

"You're welcome, this is what we should do!" The doctor also felt very tired after several hours of suture operation, he waved his hands and raised his feet to leave, "By the way, I hope you don't make noise in the hospital next time, this It could have very nasty consequences for us and for other patients."

With a face full of embarrassment, Antonio immediately bent over to apologize, "I'm sorry, I'm really, really sorry!"

"Annie?" Jesús turned around stupidly.

"It's okay! It's okay!" With red eyes, Antonio hugged Jesus tightly.

Sophia was pushed out. The little princess was lying on the bed with a thick gauze wrapped around her head. The normally rosy apple face was now so bleak that there was no color at all. Her long eyelashes would tremble uneasily from time to time.

Such a strange Sofia made Antonio feel distressed and satisfied at the same time. He couldn't help kneeling on the ground, and carefully kissed the back of Sofia's hand as if he was catching a phantom.The shallow temperature rescued the soul that was frozen by himself. He held Sophia's little hand and rubbed it on his face a few times, looking at her like this and weeping silently.

This scene made people sad and heartbroken, and even the doctors who were used to seeing life and death couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional.Jesus turned his back and quietly wiped away the tears hanging from the corners of his eyes with his fingers.

However, not far away, the middle-aged man who was sneaking around in the corner had an annoyed look on his face.

"Ah! That guy over there! It's definitely a reporter from Marca, they came so fast!"

The slightly younger man next to him was looking at the photos in the camera. He bit his cigarette butt and said indifferently: "They are already late, I can guarantee that we are the only ones who have photographed Rodrigue beating minors and beating minors. Photos of the yelling under the 'quiet' sign in the hospital. This is the real headline! People will definitely enjoy our news more than the heartwarming scenes they have now."

"Then shall we go back? It's already very late, and I feel like I can't shoot anything." This duo is obviously dominated by young men.

"Are you stupid?" The young man spit out his cigarette butt, fiddled with the camera and clicked it in the direction of the emergency room to take several photos, "When we report the previous stuff, Rodrigue must be in public relations, right? That’s when these things will come in handy.”

The middle-aged man understood his companion's words, so the so-called usefulness certainly wasn't because his newspaper needed them.As long as Rodrigue wants PR, he has to spend money.Compared with ordinary reporters or newspapers, people like them who have "real materials" in their hands will of course be the first targets of Rodrigue, even if the scandal is reported by them.

Looking at each other and smiling, the greedy eyes of the two continued to squat down again.

"Did you call David and Bonita?" Jesús, who was lying on the back of the chair, cheered up when he saw Antonio coming in, but he still couldn't control himself and yawned a lot.

"Yeah." After closing the door of the ward, Antonio stepped forward and bent down to check Sofia's situation. He gradually relaxed and remembered the existence of another child, "Where's Fidel?"

"He's still in the lobby on the first floor," Jesús rubbed his eyes, struggling to stand up, "I'll ask him to come up."

Antonio quickly stopped Mr. Manager, "You rest, I'll just go! Be careful not to allow people to come in casually. When I went out to make a phone call, I found a lot of people squatting nearby. They all smelled fishy. Come reporters, don't let them touch Sophia."

"Okay!" Jesus replied very seriously, and his expression became serious.

Staring at his own shadow reflected on the elevator door, Antonio's thoughts gradually drifted away. He had a hunch that the trouble this time would definitely not be small.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, he won't be afraid!

Apart from the two receptionists on duty, Antonio didn't find any other figures. He walked around the entire hall before finding Fidel who was staying in the corner.

The young man curled up on a metal chair, his hair that was dyed red not long ago was messy on his forehead, two tear stains were clearly visible on his chapped cheeks, his eyelids were swollen, and the corners of his eyes were bruised and purple. With his lips covered in fine wounds, the whole person looked particularly pitiful.

Antonio had to admit that he was still very distressed. He helplessly brushed away the broken hair on Fidel's forehead, and the red and swollen bump that was revealed made him stunned for a moment.

After lightly touching it with his fingertips, Antonio sighed with complicated emotions, and then he stretched out his hand to hug the boy.

"It's so heavy!" Antonio, who staggered a little, smiled slightly, and complained somewhat plausibly: "I haven't hugged my younger brother in a few years, and he has grown so big. If he is older, he won't be able to hug him, right?"

Fidel opened his eyes in a bewilderment, and asked impatiently before he fully woke up: "Sofia! Has Sofia come out?"

"Come out, it's all right, she's sleeping now."

"Brother..." Realizing that he was being hugged by his elder brother, Fidel twisted his body uncomfortably, and his ears soon turned red.

"Are you awake? When you wake up, go by yourself!"

As he said that, Antonio was about to put Fidel down, but the boy hurriedly wrapped his arms around the neck of the brown-haired youth.

"Don't... brother! Brother! My leg hurts! My back hurts, my face and butt hurt, my whole body hurts! I can't walk!"

Fidel is acting like a baby?Antonio, who hadn't experienced his younger brother's baby-like cuteness for a long time, felt a little novel and a little incredible.

You must know that in recent years, Fidel has been stubborn to the point of being annoying.Many times, even if he knows that he has done something wrong, he will not admit it, but just stand there and let you beat him or scold him, in short, he just keeps silent.And this kind of "silent resistance" is nothing but fuel for the angry people.

"I hit it?" He raised his eyebrows slightly, but Antonio still put Fidel down, and the boy was obviously a little disappointed.

Fidel didn't know how to get Antonio to forgive him. He felt ashamed of his shameless appearance just now.However, the effect seems to be good?Big brother didn't kill me, and he didn't let me go...

As long as he thought of the heavy words "Let's go" before, Fidel felt his heart ache. He would rather his elder brother hit him than be treated like that again.

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