Chapter 770 Su Miao Extra 42

"But it's too late." The young nurse's voice choked.

"What do you mean it's too late?" Song Hansheng felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. A sharp pain went straight to his heart, and he collapsed with a loud bang.

"Ms. Su has been in the operating room for an hour. Her condition is very critical. I'm afraid she's already..."

With a "click", Song Hansheng failed to hold the phone tightly this time. He looked at the phone that fell to the ground and felt that the life-saving straw he had been desperately holding on to at that moment also loosened.

The life-saving straw did not break by itself, but he let go and pushed himself into a desperate situation.

Song Hansheng drove into the hospital like crazy. He had just been to this place not long ago, and less than 48 hours later he was here again.

This time, the fear was far more terrifying than hearing that Su Miao's child was not saved.

This meant that his bond with Su Miao was broken. He had always wanted to use the child to trap Su Miao. If Su Miao didn't want the child now, who knew she would want it in the future? What if she softened her heart? What if she was moved by him, what if she fell in love with him?

The future is so long that this is possible. Song Hansheng has ten thousand "what ifs", but he forgot that Su Miao doesn't have a single one.

After Su Miao had her hysterectomy, he no longer had any last bit of attachment to her. He didn't know what to do to keep her. He had no idea what to do.

Song Hansheng rushed upstairs in a disorderly pace. In the long corridor, he saw the young nurse who called him.

Song Hansheng avoided her and actually wanted to rush directly into the operating room.

The young nurse's face had not yet recovered. After seeing Song Hansheng's crazy look, her face turned even paler and her eyes turned red. She was obviously so scared of this man, but she still tightly grasped his coat, like a tug-of-war to prevent him from approaching the operating room door.

But she was too weak, and Song Hansheng pulled her hard and she fell to the ground. Her arm was skinned. She ignored the pain and shouted at Song Hansheng's back: "Mr. Song, you can't go in. Miss Su is being rescued inside. If you go, you will only disturb the doctor. If she dies, you will regret it even more!"

This shout stopped Song Hansheng immediately. He stopped abruptly and staggered uncontrollably.

She turned around with red eyes and looked at the young nurse who had climbed up from the ground: "Isn't Su Miao in there having a hysterectomy? Why is she being resuscitated again? Tell me clearly what happened to her!"

At this time, Song Hansheng was like a mad beast, as if anyone who came close to him would be bitten by him.

The young nurse didn't explain. She just handed the critical illness notice she had been holding to Song Hansheng: "This is what the doctor in charge asked me to give it to you. Please sign it."

Song Hansheng looked at the words "Critical Illness Notice" on it. It would only be issued when the patient's condition was critical to the point of life.

His heart began to race uncontrollably, and even if he forced himself to calm down, it was completely useless.

The young nurse endured the immense pressure: "Not long after you left, Miss Su started bleeding profusely from her lower body. She was rushed to the emergency room. The doctors ultimately decided to remove her uterus. Her uterus was overloaded with blood, and this was the only option for her future. Miss Su forced herself to sign the surgical agreement, and she passed out after she signed."

Why did Su Miao suddenly have a heavy bleeding? The reason was because of Song Hansheng. How could he have the nerve to ask Su Miao why she was in the emergency room and why her uterus was removed? If it wasn't for his coercion, Su Miao should have been lying in the ward at this time, instead of being issued a critical illness notice in the emergency room!

Song Hansheng looked at the critical illness notice in the nurse's hand. This was not the first time he had seen it. It was the third time. The first time was when his father died in the hospital. It was signed by his mother. The second time was when he signed it for his mother.

He has seen the hospital's critical illness notice twice and has seen the two most important people in his life die twice. Is it Su Miao's turn now?

"Why is it like this... Why did it turn out like this..." Song Hansheng moved his lips and muttered to himself. His ears were buzzing and he could not hear anything until the young nurse stuffed the critical illness notice into his arms.

Even if she had a good temper, she would lose her temper at this moment. It would be more accurate to say that she was pushing rather than stuffing.

Song Hansheng's legs were not stable to begin with, and after being pushed hard by the nurse, he crashed directly into the wall behind him.

Seeing that the critical illness notice in his arms was about to fall to the ground, he reached out to catch it.

"Mr. Song, please don't waste time. Sign it quickly."

No matter how much he resisted signing, Song Hansheng had no choice but to sign. However, his left chest was shaking violently and it hurt so much. The suffocating pain spread throughout his body through his blood. Even his fingers were trembling slightly in pain. He took the pen but couldn't hold it tightly.

Song Hansheng had a beautiful handwriting, and his best font was the Slender Gold style. He always gave people an imposing aura when signing documents on weekdays. But now, writing his name countless times became difficult at this moment, and the handwriting became sloppy and crooked.

"Will she be okay?" Song Hansheng urgently needed someone to comfort him, even if it was just a casual remark of "Su Miao will be okay".

The young nurse said, "She's already in trouble. Is there any point in asking this now?"