Hearing the word "rescue", Shen Qingli's heart seemed to be hit hard by a heavy hammer, and fear surged into his head like a tide.
As a doctor, she naturally knew the meaning of these two words very well.
Rescue means a matter of life and death, which means that life hangs on a thread. If you are not careful, you will be separated forever.
Shen Qingli staggered for a moment, and Qi Yang quickly reached out to support her.
Her face was as pale as paper, with cold sweat on her forehead, and Zhou Yanchen's image kept flashing in her mind.
Shen Qingli was in so much pain that she couldn't breathe.
When they rushed to the hospital, Zhou Yanchen had already been sent to the operating room.
Outside the operating room, the two children were so scared that they burst into tears when they learned that their father had been in a car accident.
Shen Jinxi hugged Shen Qingli's legs tightly, crying with tears on her face: "Mom, Dad will be fine, right?"
Shen Qingli was in agony. She squatted down and gently stroked her daughter's hair. "My dear, your father will be fine. He will take us home."
However, her voice was trembling slightly, like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time.
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the operating room slowly opened and a doctor walked out.
"Who is the family member who was just sent here after a car accident?" The doctor's voice was cold and emotionless.
Shen Qingli stood up suddenly as if she had been electrocuted. Her legs were so weak that she could hardly stand.
Her lips trembled and she spoke with difficulty: "I am."
The doctor looked at her and handed her a piece of paper expressionlessly. "The patient's condition is not good. This is a critical illness notice. Please sign it quickly."
Shen Qingli's hand seemed to have lost control. He stretched out uncontrollably and took the thin piece of paper.
Her eyes were fixed on the words above, and every word was like a sharp sword piercing her heart.
She had never thought that one day she would sign a critical illness notice for Zhou Yanchen.
This piece of paper seemed like a verdict of life and death, determining Zhou Yanchen's fate.
But Shen Qingli couldn't move the pen in his hand at all no matter what.
She was extremely frightened, the fear in her heart surged up like a tide, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
Shen Qingli's eyes were already blurred by tears. She asked in a trembling voice, "Doctor, where is my husband injured?"
The doctor showed a trace of difficulty on his face, as if he found it difficult to speak.
Seeing the doctor's hesitation, Shen Qingli was extremely anxious. She suppressed her inner uneasiness and spoke again: "Tell me, I am a surgeon, I must know the specific situation of my husband."
Upon hearing this, the doctor slowly began to speak: "The patient's most serious injury is to his head, and the injury is very serious. There are also many fractures on his body. You should be prepared for the worst."
These words were like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, hitting Shen Qingli hard in the heart.
Her face turned pale in an instant, and her body shook involuntarily.
"No, no, he will definitely get better." Shen Qingli murmured to himself.
Shen Qingli raised her hand to wipe the tears from her face, and then signed her name on the critical illness notice without hesitation.
After the doctor left, Shen Qingli's body suddenly shook violently as if it had lost support.
Seeing this, Mother Qi quickly stretched out her hands to hold her tightly, and said anxiously: "Xiao Li, Yan Chen will be fine, don't be scared by the doctor's words."
Mother Qi comforted Shen Qingli and patted her back gently, "Yan Chen is so strong, he will definitely get better."
"You must trust him and the doctor's skills."
Shen Qingli's face was as pale as paper, and her lips were trembling slightly. She tried to calm herself down, "I know, Auntie, I'm fine, I can hold on."
However, there was a hint of weakness in her voice that could not be concealed.
Mother Qi looked at her in pain, "Take care of yourself, Yan Chen is still waiting inside. You are exhausted, and when he sees you like this, he will definitely die of pain."
Shen Qingli took a deep breath and nodded, "I will, Auntie, please let it go."
After a moment of silence, Shen Qingli seemed to remember something, raised her head and said to Qi's mother: "Auntie, can your uncle help me take the two children to your house first? I don't want them here."
Qi's mother agreed without hesitation: "Okay, okay, we will take them back now, and you don't have to worry about the children, we will take good care of them."
Mother Qi turned to Qi Yang who was standing beside her and said, "Qi Yang, take good care of Xiao Li here. Call us anytime if there is anything. We will take the children back first."
Qi Yang nodded slightly, indicating that he understood, "Okay, Mom, I know."
After Qi's father and mother took the children away, Shen Qingli sat alone on a bench in the hospital corridor, her face full of worry and uneasiness.
Her eyes were fixed on the door of the operating room, as if behind that door was the door to Zhou Yanchen's life. She could only pray silently that he would come back safely.
Qi Yang sat down beside her gently, sensing her anxiety, and comforted her softly, "Xiao Li, Yan Chen will be fine."
"He's so strong, and it took a lot of effort to reunite you guys, he will definitely make it through."
Shen Qingli nodded slightly. After a moment of silence, she suddenly asked, "Brother, where did he have the car accident?"
As soon as Qi Yang received the call, he asked his staff to investigate the matter. Just a few minutes ago, he just learned about what happened.
He took a deep breath and drove slowly: "Xiao Li, Yan Chen parked the car on the side of the road. He went to the dessert shop to buy desserts. Just as he got in the car, a car suddenly rushed over from behind and hit him directly."
Hearing this, Shen Qingli's face turned even paler, and her hands unconsciously clenched tightly, with her nails almost digging into her palms.
"So, was this done on purpose?" Her voice trembled a little, as if she was unwilling to believe this fact.
Qi Yang's brows were also furrowed tightly, "It's Sheng Chu."
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