Chapter 115: The feeling of being unconscious is quite novel, it’s best...
This feeling is quite novel. It would be better if a living person was forced into a pool of snow water, becoming something that would disappear from the world as soon as spring comes.
Suddenly, his heart seemed to stop working, his whole body trembled violently, and Qi Hanmu fell forward involuntarily.
Before he fell into coma, a figure was vaguely reflected in his dimming vision.
The figure was slim and slender, running straight towards him from the coffee shop, overcoming all obstacles.
The facial features of that face were familiar to him, the grape-like almond eyes, the tall and small nose and the cherry lips. Could it be her?
But, Xia Yiqing and Chen Wen were having a hot affair, so how could she see him waiting there?
It is said that the more a person lacks something, the more he desires it. Perhaps this is the last fantasy in his subconscious before he leaves this world.
Qi Hanmu was not too opposed to the idea of eternal sleep. It didn't matter if he left when the time came.
But now he suddenly felt that this matter was worthwhile, otherwise, how could he see Xia Yiqing running towards him anxiously.
Her long black hair fluttered and fell behind her like seaweed, but was almost pulled into parallel lines. Because she ran towards him so quickly, her hair couldn't keep up and had to float up.
The girl's face is picturesque, and her facial features are just right, giving people a sense of elegance and beauty. She is not too eye-catching, but after taking a look at her, people can't help but turn their heads and want to take another look.
They really didn't owe each other anything. Qi Hanmu bent his neck back, showing his vulnerability in front of others for the first time, and raised his eyes, revealing some of the white of his eyes. He was like an autumn leaf swaying in the wind, and was finally blown down by the wind and fell to the ground.
There seemed to be pain, but it was too quick, just a moment, and Qi Hanmu couldn't feel it clearly.
However, the girl's suddenly widened eyes, slightly opened lips, and hand reaching out to him left a deep impression in his memory.
Is it worth being so surprised?
Xia Yiqing was really kind to someone like him who had been abandoned and betrayed. She could still spare some time for him and worry about him.
When Xia Yiqing rushed outside, she saw the man collapse with a pale face and no blood in Luo Miao's arms, lifeless.
Just a few seconds later, a group of people surrounded Qi Hanmu.
They were like dumplings about to be put into the pot, squeezed together and twisted into a ball. Some of them were even stuck together because they had been frozen in the refrigerator for too long, so Xia Yiqing couldn't see what was happening inside.
Judging from the surprised expressions on the faces of the people around him and the overly heroic scene just now, it is probably not a good thing for Qi Hanmu.
Instead, Chen Wen's voice rang out from behind Xia Yiqing, "What's wrong? Miss Xia is running so fast. Did something happen?"
Su Huanhuan's voice, which had disappeared for a long time, also entered her ears from not far away. "Qingqing, what's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly silent like a wooden man? Don't scare me. What are you looking at?"
The two people's voices soon faded away, like a gust of wind, which lifted up the seed that carried a faint worry about Qi Hanmu, flew away, and landed in a very far place.
Someone grabbed her arm and shook it twice, but Xia Yiqing didn't react at all. She just stared at the direction where the ambulance was going away.
It was not until Su Huanhuan took off her armor and pressed hard on her philtrum that her vision slowly came into focus.
Although it looked like the person had been called back, his soul was missing a lot. Xia Yiqing opened her lips slightly, and murmured, "Huanhuan, I saw the Third Master. He seemed to be ill."
The ambulance lights intertwined red and blue. Although it had gone into the distance, the unique sound still echoed not far away, with such strong penetrating power that Xia Yiqing felt her eardrums aching.
Suddenly, the sound became smaller and Xia Yiqing became scared again.
It seemed as if this thing was the last connection between her and Qi Hanmu. Without this voice, the two seemed to have completely lost their last connection and were about to part ways.
This inexplicable guess made Xia Yiqing's heart thump, fall to the ground, and with a few crackling sounds, it broke into several pieces.
It was she who had done something wrong in the first place. She had originally planned to go out with Su Huanhuan to relax and discuss countermeasures, but she didn't expect Chen Wen to be there too.
Just now, Su Huanhuan was called away by a phone call, so Xia Yiqing and Chen Wen talked for a few more words.
Just as she was getting impatient, she accidentally turned her head and saw a familiar figure outside the window. Xia Yiqing couldn't wait to run over, but saw that the figure collapsed with a loud bang like a building with its foundation blown off, raising countless dust and blocking their vision.
There was a clang-clang sound coming from not far away, and a little dust was blown up by the wind. I don’t know which construction site was under construction.
Xia Yiqing shuddered unconsciously. Qi Hanmu had poor lungs and asthma, so he should not inhale the dust from such invasive objects. It might trigger his asthma and cause his death.
Unfortunately, the man waiting for her outside the window was gone.
Is he waiting for her outside?
Xia Yiqing was unsure of her decision, feeling as if her heart was being pulled by countless threads and torn into pieces.
The person she was worried about was now in the ambulance. He was lying on his back on the nursing bed, with a string of pink foam flowing from his pale lips.
All the medical staff who came were dedicated. They knew very well that this man was the major shareholder of Qingmu Medical, the chairman of Qi's company, and the current person in charge of the Qi family. If any mistake on their part led to any consequences, they would absolutely not be able to bear the consequences.
The atmosphere in the ambulance was quite depressing.
Not only was the renowned Third Master of the Qi family lying on the nursing bed, dying, but the old lady Qi, who was rumored to be powerful, was also in a wheelchair nearby, covering her face with a silk scarf and waiting with red eyes.
Seeing that Qi Hanmu's vital signs were not good and even the adrenaline did not improve the situation much, the medical staff could not help but break out in cold sweat.
Naturally, their priority is to save lives and heal the wounded, but it is rare for the condition to be so serious and the onset to be so rapid.
Fortunately, the accident happened next to Qingmu Medical. The ambulance sirens sounded for less than ten minutes and the patient was immediately taken to the hospital's operating room.
In just ten minutes, Qi Hanmu had already experienced an electric shock defibrillation.
"The patient's electrocardiogram shows ventricular fibrillation."
"After three minutes of intravenous injection of one milligram of epinephrine, the patient still has no aortic pulse."
"The patient's blood oxygen level has been dropping. It's only 77 percent now!"
The atmosphere in the ambulance was already tense, and this sentence undoubtedly made everyone's nerves tense.
It's like a calibrated guitar string, stretched tightly into the thinnest line. If you bend it hard, it will snap and break into two pieces, severely cutting your hand.
After confirming the indications for defibrillation and preparing the portable defibrillator, the energy of the defibrillator was adjusted to 150 joules of bidirectional wave, and Wuqing approached Qi Hanmu's open chest.
Old Madam Qi and Red-Eyed Qi Hanying were persuaded to move aside by the nurse. "Please step back, toward the back door. Don't touch the patients or the oxygen lines!"
Even though the two of them were extremely reluctant, they had to obey orders at this moment. Qi Hanmu had an oxygen mask on his face, and the exposed upper half of his face looked pale and weak.
He is a doll that has been patched countless times. Now it is in the hands of the puppeteer, who is mending it in an attempt to prevent the cotton inside the doll from showing.
As the defibrillator was moved to his body, Qi Hanmu's body bounced high, like a branch unable to be blown up by the wind. When the wind died down, it returned to its original place, but with a dull sound of hitting the bed.
This scene would make anyone who saw it cry, as it was truly too painful.
When Qi Hanying raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, the eyes of Old Mrs. Qi became increasingly calm.
She knew very well that the more urgent the moment, the more they couldn't panic. If they panicked, everything would be over.
From the first moment she saw Qi Hanmu, she chose him. He was too similar to Old Master Qi back then. He was ruthless and had a hard heart.
But they didn't expect that when they were hurt by love, they chose the same approach.
Even this point made Old Lady Qi sigh, and she was so similar to the late Old Man Qi. If she couldn't get it, she would rather vomit blood and die, and no longer care about the Qi family's foundation and this lonely world.
As critical illness notices came down one after another, although Mrs. Qi's hands trembled a little as she signed, they remained steady.
After all, Mrs. Qi is still as sharp as ever. Even though she is now in a wheelchair, she can still send Chen Wen and Gongsun Yang off in a dignified manner and comfort Qi Hanying.
After nearly ten hours, the three bright red words "In Operation" finally went out.
Qi Hanmu's face was mostly covered by the oxygen mask, his cheeks were pale, and even though oxygen was continuously supplied, his lips were still dark purple.
Faced with the pair of eyes of Old Lady Qi that seemed to see through everything, the doctors did not dare to lie and had to tell the truth: Qi Hanmu had severe arrhythmia and might have sequelae.
But when asked about the specific sequelae, the doctors looked troubled. "Madam, it depends on the specific situation. Perhaps we'll know when the Third Master wakes up."
The sick beauty was lying in the intensive care unit, unconscious for almost a week.
Old Madam Qi took over the Qi family in full, and together with Second Master Qi, Qi Hanmu's second uncle, she managed the affairs of such a large company.
The rumor that the Third Master was seriously ill and could not be cured spread like wildfire. Outside Qingmu Medical Center, there were all kinds of people waiting, hoping to get first-hand news. Their identities were unknown.
Xia Yiqing was now classified as an outsider of society. She tried to visit the patient several times but failed. Instead, it was Gongsun Yang who met her politely.
"Miss Xia, the Third Master is not in a position to see anyone, so please don't make things too difficult for Luo Miao."
Gongsun Yang is the kind of girl from an aristocratic family who was well-raised. She has a rusty copper smell all over her body, and when you smell it, you can tell she's quite worldly-wise.
"You've already betrayed my brother, why are you still pretending here?" Qi Hanying pulled Xia Yiqing into the corridor, looking fierce and unhappy.
"Go quickly, don't wait. My brother could have been saved. When he saw you, he had no hope in the world."
The corridor was filled with a strong smell of disinfectant, and it seemed that Qi Hanmu had lived here for a long time.
Xia Yiqing thought of the person who had a bitter face and frowned when drinking medicine and had to eat a lot of sugar to relieve the pain, and she felt even more guilty.
"I know I've done something unforgivable, but I don't ask for anything else. I just want to go in and see if he's okay. Is that okay?"
The two were arguing outside, and the person lying on the bed inside moved his fingers.
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