minister under clothes

Gabrielle has never lost her composure in her life, but this time she has disheveled hair and a nightgown under her windbreaker, so she rushed to the hospital in a hurry.

The smell of disinfectant in the air makes people nervous.

Gabrielle clumsily gave way to a few carts, and finally ran to the door of the operating room. When she looked up, she saw her son in a state of distress.

Yan Tou's face was still covered with dirty ash, his right arm was exposed, he was scalded by something, his flesh and blood were terribly bloody, but he just leaned against the corner of the wall as if he had lost his soul, and talked to the person who was persuading him. The nurse turned a blind eye.

"Are you okay, go to the doctor!" Gabrielle hurriedly approached and said.

Yan Tou stared at the air in front of him without any response.

Gabrielle asked anxiously: "Did you hear that, stop making trouble!"

As he spoke, he went to pull his still intact left hand.

Yan Tou finally had a reaction, and shook her off like venting, "Don't touch me!"

"You're hurt." Gabrielle frowned.

"What is this... Tsing Yi...he..." Yan Tou trembled suddenly, he didn't dare to think about the tragedy he saw in the sea of ​​fire, his heart seemed to be twisted by someone, the pain was so painful that he didn't even have the strength to speak It disappeared in an instant.

The right arm that was hit by the burning furniture was of course painful, but it was this pain that made Yan Tou imagine how much torture Tsing Yi, who was injured a thousand times worse than himself, was enduring.

When he desperately rescued him to the yard, blood gushed out of Lu Qingyi's mouth and nose, and he didn't respond to his screams at all. The scorched places all over his body, let alone countless, looked... at all It looks like I can't survive.

Yan Tou vaguely heard the voices of his mother and nurse when he was in a daze, and finally broke down and shouted: "Shut up! Shut up! Don't appear in front of me! Go away!"

Then he fell to the chair outside the operating room and covered his face with difficulty.

He hated himself, why he lost his temper with Lu Qingyi like an ignorant child, why he left him alone in a strange place, why he didn't rush into the house immediately when he saw the disaster happened, but went outside Hesitant to delay the time...

He had clearly sworn to protect him.

result……

Yan Tou couldn't think about it anymore, he really hoped that time could freeze, he was afraid that the second hand would move forward little by little, and the answer he didn't want to hear was getting closer and closer.

The operation went on late at night, and when Lu Qingyi was pushed out, he was still unresponsive due to the anesthetic, and he was breathing weakly only by the machine.

Five or six nurses swiftly sent him to the intensive care unit, Yan Tou followed closely behind, and the doctor holding the surgeon asked, "How is the situation, no matter what, you must tell the truth."

The doctor said with a serious expression: "In addition to severe burns on the back, limbs and throat, the patient also suffered from a broken rib and stabbed internal organs, causing bleeding, accompanied by a slight concussion. In addition, he also had symptoms of poisoning."

"Poisoned?" Yan Tou was surprised.

"The specific toxin is still being tested, and now we only know that his coma and vomiting are related to poisoning." The doctor quickly recorded in the medical record in his hand.

Yan Tou asked: "Then..."

The doctor understood his unspoken worries, and sighed: "There is no further observation now, and there is no denying that the patient will be in a life-threatening situation."

Yan Tou lowered his head and was silent for a few seconds, then said: "Then I'll go in and accompany him."

The doctor grabbed Yan Tou with his backhand: "No one can disturb the patient's rest now. He is still in danger and will be taken care of by medical staff. Mr. Yan, I suggest you take care of your injury first. You have a fever, it may be a burn. caused infection."

Yan Tou tried to get rid of it: "It's nothing."

"If you continue to delay, you may be bedridden." The doctor said calmly.

Yan Tou looked at the unconscious Lu Qingyi through the huge glass wall, and after a long stalemate, he said, "Take care of my arm."

With such a big accident, anyone would think of blocking the media's mouth immediately, but Gabrielle, who acted resolutely, was one step too late. When she started to deal with it, the news had already been released from the Internet, so the hospital gate was very busy. It was soon filled with eager reporters, all wanting to hear the first-hand news. There were even rumors that Yan Tou himself was the one who was injured and might die.

If the situation develops like this, it may affect the company's stock price, so Gabrielle had to get out of the hospital first and prepare to issue an exclusive statement.

Of course, these things are completely flawless.

The doctor was right, he had a low fever to a high fever, and it was all supported by powerful medicines that prevented him from collapsing in front of Lu Qingyi's hospital bed.

Every time he felt uncomfortable, he reached out to touch Xia Lu Qingyi's frighteningly hot forehead, and then bit his lips hard to stay awake.

I really didn't know what else to do, so I persisted like this, just hoping that Lu Qingyi could see familiar people as soon as he woke up, and it wouldn't be too painful.

Another day passed, another night fell.

Yan Tou carefully checked the nutritional supplements sent by the hospital before asking the nurse to infuse Lu Qingyi with an IV.

While watching nervously, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and then a childish voice sounded: "Daddy..."

Yan Tou turned around and found Nate, and immediately frowned.

Gabrielle sighed at the door: "He cried so much when he saw the news, he insisted on seeing you."

Yan Tou didn't speak, but only extended his hand to Nate.

The kid with swollen eyes hurried over, threw himself on the bedside and asked, "Is Uncle feeling better?"

Yan Tou said grace in front of him, which was his answer.

"I bought a talisman for my uncle in Chinatown with the New Year's money, and my uncle will be fine." Nate handed a small red brocade bag to Yan Tou.

Yan Tou didn't answer, but his eyes suddenly turned red. In just a few hours today, Lu Qingyi had already received two life-threatening first aids. The electrocardiogram by the bed seemed to become an eternal dividing line at any time.