eurekapd Chapter 492: No Way to Reverse the Situation
Chapter 492: No Way to Reverse the Situation
In the hospital corridor, the atmosphere was so oppressive that it made people breathless. People were in different postures, and everyone was shrouded in worry and anxiety.
Some people sat on the benches with dejected expressions, staring blankly at the ground, as if trying to find a little comfort from the cold tiles;
Some people leaned helplessly against the door of the emergency room, leaning forward slightly, trying to prick up their ears, hoping to catch even the slightest movement inside;
Others paced back and forth in the corridor, their steps aimlessly and at a loss, their hands unconsciously clasped across their chests, and they sighed from time to time, revealing their extreme inner anxiety.
Finally, the red sign hanging high above the emergency room, which had been on all the time, went out as if it had completed its final mission.
Immediately afterwards, the door of the emergency room was pushed open with a loud bang, and medical staff pushed Mu Xiaoji out one after another.
Some medical staff held up the infusion bottles, their eyes fixed on the drops of liquid medicine falling, their steps hurried but steady;
Some were concentrating on pushing the medical beds, the wheels of the beds rolling on the ground, making a "gurgling" sound that was particularly clear in this eerily quiet corridor.
Shen Rou and Cui Jiani were originally on edge, but when they saw the door of the emergency room open, they hurriedly walked in with rapid steps as if it was a conditioned reflex.
Shen Rou's eyes were bloodshot, and her voice trembled slightly due to excessive worry. She called out softly: "Chenxi..."
Cui Jiani also called out anxiously: "Xiao Ji..." Those calls were filled with endless concern and heartache.
Cui Jiani tried hard to control her inner panic and anxiously asked the two doctors walking behind her: "Liang Boyu, Cheng Jianpeng, how is Mr. Mu now?"
The two doctors stopped when they heard the question, while the other medical staff continued to push Mu Xiaoji carefully and walked quickly towards the elevator.
Dr. Cheng Jianpeng looked tired, with beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead sliding down his cheeks and soaking the edge of his mask.
He slowly took off his mask, revealing a face full of fatigue and helplessness, and said in a heavy tone:
"Dean, Mr. Mu is not in danger of death. He just has multiple scratches all over his body. Excessive blood loss has caused him to fall into a coma. We have carefully sutured them one by one.
Fortunately, Professor Jiang had previously stored his special blood type in the blood bank, so he did not encounter any major risks during the operation.
But... the most distressing thing is that Mr. Mu's right leg was cut off by the glass. Due to the serious injury and severe damage to the severed limb, it is impossible to reattach it... I'm sorry, we have tried our best, we are very sorry. "
Hearing this news which was like a bolt from the blue, Song Shijie felt as if all the strength in his body was drained away. His legs went limp and he fell back onto the bench with a thump. His eyes were empty and he seemed to be trapped in endless darkness.
Shen Rou seemed to have suffered a huge blow. She subconsciously covered her mouth with her hands, and tears burst out again, crying bitterly:
"My son, what is happening? How can you accept this?" The crying was full of grief and despair, as if it wanted to vent all the sorrow in the world.
Cui Jiani suppressed her inner grief, reached out and gently supported Shen Rou, and said softly: "Madam, don't be like this. Xiaoji definitely doesn't want to see you like this. He must hope that you can be strong."
At this moment, a breathless voice broke the sad atmosphere: "Boss Song, Lao Rong, you guys are here too?"
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Dean Guo supporting Mu Huiying and jogging towards them in a panic.
Mu Huiying's eyes were bloodshot and her eye sockets were red and swollen. It was obvious that she had been crying all the way here.
She searched the crowd eagerly, and finally landed on Shen Rou and Cui Jiani. She asked in a trembling voice: "Jiani, where is Xiaoji? How is he now?"
Shen Rou slowly turned around, her eyes full of grief, and hugged Mu Huiying, crying and complaining: "Sister, Chenxi...Chenxi lost...a leg."
When Mu Huiying heard the news, her eyes widened in shock, as if she couldn't believe her ears. Her body trembled slightly, and her lips began to tremble.
Seeing this, Cheng Jianpeng gently patted Dean Guo on the shoulder, his eyes full of apology, and comforted him: "I'm sorry, Dean Guo, we have really tried our best."
At this moment, the corridor was filled with a thick atmosphere of sadness, and everyone was immersed in this sudden and great grief, unable to extricate themselves.
With heavy hearts, everyone walked slowly towards the VIP ward, and the familiar ward 801 seemed to have become a container of endless sadness.
When they slowly stepped into the ward, everyone's eyes involuntarily turned to Mu Xiaoji lying on the bed.
Mu Xiaoji was seen lying quietly on the hospital bed, his head tightly wrapped in layers of gauze, revealing only two dull eyes and a dry, cracked mouth.
His entire body was almost wrapped in white gauze. From a distance, he looked like a silent mummy, which made people feel a little sad.
The quilt seemed to be laid flat on him, but it sank abruptly where his right leg was. It was empty, like a black hole that could not be filled.
It ruthlessly reminded everyone of the irreversible cruel reality - the right leg that could not be restored had left him forever.
Jiang Shuo hugged his mother's neck tightly. Ever since Mu Xiaoji left the emergency room, he seemed to be under a spell and kept muttering:
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I know I was wrong! I really know I was wrong! What should I do about all this? What should I do?"
His voice was crying and getting smaller and smaller, almost sobbing, and his small body trembled slightly as he spoke. He looked as if he was swallowed by endless self-blame and fear.
Seeing Jiang Shuo blaming himself so much, Xiao Yue felt so distressed that he reached out and gently stroked Jiang Shuo's head.
Time and again, I tried to comfort him in this silent way, conveying my concern and heartache, hoping to alleviate his inner pain a little.
The ward was filled with a depressing and sad atmosphere. It felt like a heavy stone was pressing on everyone's heart, making it hard to breathe.
Several doctors moved around the ward in an orderly manner, carefully adjusting various instruments and equipment to ensure that they were functioning normally and providing a stable treatment environment for Mu Xiaoji.
When they finished the work at hand and looked around the ward, they saw that everyone inside had a sad face and the depressing atmosphere almost filled the entire space.
Doctor Liang Boyu couldn't help but cough to attract everyone's attention, and cleared his throat, breaking the suffocating awkwardness and silence:
“Everyone, President Mu has just undergone a major operation and is extremely weak tonight. He will not wake up.
What he needs most right now is adequate rest and a quiet environment to recover. Therefore, everyone here will not be of any use, so go back and rest first, and leave enough quiet space for Mr. Mu to recuperate!"
Song Shijie sighed slightly, his eyes slowly swept over everyone, and said: "Now that things have come to this, everyone should listen to the doctor and go back.
Xiao Yue, you stay and take good care of the young master. If there is any situation, please contact us immediately. We will come early tomorrow morning."
His voice was low and tired, as if carrying the heavy pressure of this sudden change.
"Okay, Mr. Song." Xiao Yue responded softly, looking at Mu Xiaoji on the hospital bed with a firm gaze, which revealed a determination to be loyal and protect him.
"I'm going to take care of little daddy. Grandpa and grandma, you both go back!" Jiang Shuo's childish voice rang out in the ward.
As he spoke, he gently broke free from his mother's arms, raised his sleeves, and wiped his tear-stained face vigorously. That little face was full of stubbornness and responsibility.
Then, without looking back, he turned around and walked straight towards the ward door. His small figure revealed a determination that did not belong to his age.
Everyone looked at this very opinionated little Jiang Shuo with complicated expressions in their eyes. No one tried to stop him, but just watched him disappear at the door silently.
In Mu Xiaoji's spacious but slightly quiet office, soft lights are sprinkled in every corner, but they cannot dispel the tense atmosphere in the air.
Guan Shan and Yan Kai were both in a state of high alert. Guan Shan lazily lay on the soft sofa, seemingly taking a rest.
In fact, his eyes were slightly narrowed, always paying attention to the movements around him. As long as there was a slight disturbance, he could get up and respond in an instant;
Yan Kai stood quietly by the window, his eyes sharp as a torch, vigilantly observing every move downstairs through the glass, trying not to miss any potentially dangerous situation.
At this moment, the office door was suddenly pushed open, and Jiang Shuo walked in with firm steps, his eyes filled with unquestionable determination.
The gazes of Guan Shan and Yan Kai were instantly directed at him like two sharp arrows, with surprise and a hint of vigilance in their eyes.
Guan Shan was the first to break the silence, with a tone that was clearly hostile, and asked loudly: "Jiang Shuo, what are you doing here? I'm warning you, you can't take him away again.
Do you know that he might be targeted by someone and is in a very dangerous situation? "
As they spoke, he and Yan Kai quickly stood up and walked to the door of the suite in a few steps. They were like two solid barriers, blocking Jiang Shuo's way.
Jiang Shuo frowned slightly, his eyes were cold, and he replied fearlessly:
"Get out of the way. I'm just going in to take care of little daddy. You two just do what you should do and don't bother me." Although his voice was childish, it revealed a firmness and courage.
Guan Shan and Yan Kai looked at each other, a hint of hesitation flashed in their eyes, and they stood there half-believing and half-doubting.
On the one hand, they were worried that Jiang Shuo would do something impulsive again and bring danger to Jiang Chengyu; on the other hand, they felt that Jiang Shuo did not look like he was lying.
Seeing that they had no intention of giving way, Jiang Shuo did not explain any more. He just flashed and used his ghostly "Shadow-like" body movement, so fast that people had almost no time to react.
In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from their sight, leaving only the sound of a door closing, which was particularly loud in the silent office.
This sudden change made Guan Shan and Yan Kai open their eyes wide in shock, as if they had seen something incredible.
They never imagined that this seemingly ordinary child actually possessed such amazing skills.
The two of them stood there in a daze for a while before they came to their senses. Guan Shan shook his head helplessly and said to Yan Kai:
"This kid is really unpredictable. Let's cheer up and stay at our posts. Don't make any mistakes."
Yan Kai nodded silently, and the two returned to their positions again, continuing to vigilantly guard this seemingly calm but actually undercurrent-filled space.