After rebirth, I want to divorce every day

At the end of the hospital corridor is a "rescue" sign.

Wen Quchen suppressed his heart trembling and came to the door of the emergency room. Seeing Zhang Zhengqing standing beside him with blood on his hands, his knees gave way and he almost knelt on the ground.

"Mr. Wen!" Zhang Zhengqing supported him with his arms, not daring to touch him with his hands.

"How is he?"

Zhang Zhengqing couldn't bear to look away, "There are multiple fractures in the whole body, internal organs are bleeding, and the back of the head was severely hit. Mr. Wen!"

Wen Quchen fell back and hit the wall, his face pale.

One word after another popped into his mind, each of which made him feel hopeless.

The door of the emergency room opened, and a nurse rushed out. Wen Quchen dragged his limp legs forward. Young Master Wen, who had never been subdued or frightened, begged in a self-deceiving voice, "He What's the matter, is he all right, is he all right?"

The nurse was busy taking things, so she didn't have time to explain in detail, so she could only say some comforting words: "The patient's current condition is not ideal, family members please rest assured, the doctor is working hard to rescue him."

Seeing the nurse's eager expression, Zhang Zhengqing stretched out his hand to gently stop Wen Quchen, and helped him onto the bench.

"Mr. Wen, Mr. Jiang will be fine. He has a strong will and will definitely survive."

The minute hand turned twice, and Wen Quchen stared at the emergency room motionlessly, his body was so stiff that he was numb.

Jiang Ke has no family members, and now he is lying in the first-aid room, but only Wen Quchen and Zhang Zhengqing are waiting for him outside the door.

In the cold and quiet corridor, Wen Quchen's hands and feet felt cold, and his heart clenched into a ball.

The emergency room door opened.

Zhang Zhengqing was about to go there, but before he could move, a figure staggered past beside him.

"Mr. Wen, be careful!"

Wen Quchen looked at the doctor sadly, opened his mouth but didn't dare to ask, and stretched out his hand not knowing where to put it.

The doctor could understand the mood of the family members, and he didn't make a fool of himself. He put on his mask and immediately explained Jiang Ke's situation clearly.

"The patient's current situation is still relatively dangerous. The fracture is not a big problem. The main problem is the excessive blood loss and the impact injury on the back of the head. There are still several bleeding points in the body. We have done everything we can. Now we will see if he can do it." Can’t survive 24 hours. Your family members should be mentally prepared.”

Zhang Zhengqing was always paying attention to Wen Quchen's state, for fear that the doctor's words would be too harsh and make him die.

But to his surprise, Wen Quchen, who had been on the verge of collapse, miraculously calmed down after hearing the doctor's last not-so-optimistic words.

"Doctor, can I go in and see him?"

"Yes, you family members of the patient can go in and talk to him more, especially those who the patient cares more about. This may better stimulate the patient's will to live."

Jiang Ke was transferred to the intensive care unit, with all kinds of tubes inserted into his body, and his pale face was extremely lifeless after losing too much blood, as if he would stop breathing at any time.

Wen Quchen stood in front of the hospital bed and looked at him for a while, then suddenly said to Zhang Zhengqing: "Assistant Zhang, go out first, let the two of us stay alone for a while."

Zhang Zhengqing was a little worried about Wen Quchen's state, he looked like a string stretched to the extreme, and a little more force could break him.

But the news of Jiang Ke's accident has been leaked out, and the company is in a mess now, and he has to go back for a while.

Zhang Zhengqing left the ward, looked back before closing the door, and saw Wen Quchen bent down to hold Mr. Jiang's hand, and suddenly wanted to cry.

For 24 hours, Wen Quchen stayed in front of Jiang Ke's hospital bed and refused to leave.

During the period, Zhang Zhengqing visited the hospital once, and told Wen Quchen the general situation of the company.

Seeing that Wen Quchen didn't respond to his report, Zhang Zhengqing could only give up and began to persuade him to take a rest.

"Mr. Wen, you should eat something. Mr. Jiang will feel distressed when he sees you like this."

Wen Quchen still didn't respond, and held Jiang Ke's hand without moving.

If it weren't for his eyeballs occasionally moving to scan the electrocardiogram to confirm that Jiang Ke was still alive, Zhang Zhengqing would really wonder if he had fallen into a coma with Jiang Ke.

No matter how hard he talked, Zhang Zhengqing couldn't persuade him to eat. Zhang Zhengqing could only keep his food, and ordered takeaway delivery to the ward every three hours to ensure that Wen Quchen could have a hot meal when he wanted to eat.

Mr. Jiang is unconscious. He has to take good care of Mr. Wen, otherwise Mr. Jiang will deduct his salary when he wakes up.

No one is sure that Jiang Ke will be able to wake up, but no one believes that Jiang Ke will not be able to wake up. His favorite Wen Quchen is still there, so how could he be willing to abandon him.

No one knew what Wen Quchen was thinking during these twenty hours. He neither cried nor laughed, but quietly described their past, stopping to look at Jiang Ke's electrocardiogram from time to time in a daze, and then continued slowly. Said, things are much as if they have lived a lifetime.

Cen Ya and Zou Ming who came to see him stood at the door of the ward, watched them through the glass for more than half an hour, and finally Cen Ya pulled Zou Ming away with red eyes.

On the 22nd hour, Wen Tingzhu came to the ward and pulled Wen Quchen up from the bed.

"What are you doing? Jiang Ke is not dead yet, are you going to kill yourself first!"

Wen Quchen was dragged by his brother like a puppet, his hands and feet were so weak that once Wen Tingzhu let go of his hand, he would immediately fall to the ground.

His beautiful and clear eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, he moved his eyes slightly, and finally landed on Wen Tingzhu.

Wen Tingzhu touched his hair distressedly, "Xiaochen, please be obedient and eat something."

"Brother," Wen Quchen asked self-consciously, his chapped lips were pulled, and a bead of blood leaked out, "What if Jiang Ke can't wake up? What should I do?"

"No, no." Wen Tingzhu hurriedly wiped off the blood on his mouth, "Believe me, how could this man Jiang Ke die? The scourge will last for thousands of years, and he has to accompany you to grow old!"

Wen Quchen opened his mouth and before he could speak, the EKG machine behind him suddenly beeped. He turned around abruptly, and the curve on the EKG had become a straight line.

"Jiang Ke! Jiang Ke!"

Wen Quchen rushed to the hospital bed and shouted at the top of his lungs, almost crying blood.

Wen Tingzhu slammed the beeper, and the doctors rushed over immediately

Wen Tingzhu pulled Wen Quchen over, who had red eyes, and hugged him tightly: "Xiaochen, Xiaochen, the doctor is treating Jiang Ke, we won't quarrel."

The person in his arms was trembling all the time, biting his lips obediently, faint blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were fixed on the side of the hospital bed, his canthus tearing apart.

Seeing him like this, Wen Tingzhu's heart sank.Wen Quchen's feelings for Jiang Ke were beyond his expectations. If something happened to Jiang Ke, would Xiaochen...

Just thinking of this, his arms were empty.

When I looked up again, the doctors had already moved away from the hospital bed, and their faces were full of helpless sadness.

Wen Quchen held Jiang Ke's intact arm, watching the doctors crying almost desperately, "He is not dead, please save him, Jiang Ke, wake up Jiang Ke, I beg you, doctor, you Help him, don't you see that he is still breathing! Help him!"

[The author has something to say: Look at how good I am, I only write a little about this kind of abusive plot (#^.^#)

In order to adjust your mood, let me show you the copy of my new article.

Xi Yan wears books

Identity is Bai Yueguang's substitute

The role is to promote the emotional development of the protagonist Gong and Bai Yueguang

The reward is that you can get the chance to return to your own world after completing the plot

After reading the above information, Xi Yan, who was born as an actor, said: That's it!No stress.

So Xi Yan turned into a small assist expert, specially for them to stretch the fiber and protect the media

Today, in the name of the protagonist Gong, clear the obstacles for Bai Yueguang

Tomorrow, in the name of Bai Yueguang, I will send warmth to the protagonist Gong

Just when he thought he had finished the plot and retired, he was suddenly attacked by the protagonist.

Banquet: excuse me?The original book is not like this!

Hahahaha, so the next book is to wear books, our lovely little Xiyan is going to overcome difficulties!

Say in advance for the banquet: I love you! ! ! 】