Yan Mo believed in A Biao's skills and immediately ordered: "A Biao, take the right turn lane."
"Okay, then, Madam, please sit tight. This road will be a bit bumpy."
After he finished speaking, the car had already crossed the bridge. A Biao stepped on the brakes and turned the steering wheel to the right. The car successfully entered the right turn lane and drove along the river. In a short while, they could no longer see the Si family convoy.
Just as A Biao said, there were indeed few vehicles on this road and the road was quite difficult to drive on, but with A Biao's many years of driving skills for the Si family, they were able to drive relatively smoothly on this road.
During the whole process, Yan Mo looked at the pastoral scenery outside the car window and did not speak a word. Just by looking at her intertwined hands, one could tell how anxious she was at the moment.
It looked like a pastoral scene, but in her eyes, it was all Si Ze who was critically ill, which made her panic.
Fortunately, after dozens of minutes of agonizing journey, the car finally arrived at West China Hospital. What surprised you was that the Si family convoy had not arrived yet.
But she didn't care about them. As soon as the car stopped, she got out quickly and ran towards the hospital.
At this time, she had signed the divorce agreement, which had not yet been announced to the public. In the hospital, she was still Si Ze's young wife, so naturally no one dared to stop her and went straight to the intensive care unit on the top floor.
When looking through the glass window at Si Ze who was being rescued in the intensive care unit, Yan Mo lay in front of the glass, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably. These tears were mixed with too many emotions, including heartache, helplessness, and regret.
In this way, five minutes passed, the lights in the intensive care unit went out, and soon the door was opened from the inside.
The dean led the doctors out. When they saw Yan Mo, they said nothing and left the top floor silently.
Wu Haishen, who was walking at the back, stopped after the doctors left, thought for a moment, then walked up to Yan Mo and stood there for a long time.
Yan Mo's gaze remained on the intensive care unit, and he asked hoarsely:
"Can I go in and see him?"
Wu Haishen did not answer immediately. As a doctor, he has his own professional ethics. There are regulations in the intensive care unit, and family members are not allowed to enter.
Yan Mo also knew that Wu Haishen was in trouble, so he took the initiative to say:
"Doctor Wu, please let me in! If we get caught, I won't give you away. I'll just say I broke in on my own."
"Besides, I don't know if I can see him again in the future?" Yan Mo's words were full of helplessness and sadness.
Wu Haishen understood. Yes, even their doctors were not sure whether Si Ze could survive this crisis and whether he could live. As a family member, they were probably even more desperate.
For Wu Haishen, the Si family is different from ordinary patients and doctors. His Si family members have feelings for each other and he sympathizes with this beautiful and kind young lady.
In the end, Wu Haishen didn't say whether he agreed or disagreed. He turned and walked into an office on the top floor. In a short while, he came out, holding a sterile suit in his hand, and came to Yan Mo:
"Madam, please come in quickly. I'll keep watch for you. I'll call you when someone comes." After saying that, he stuffed the sterile suit in his hand into her.
"Thank you." Yan Mo was grateful and without hesitation, he took the sterile suit from Wu Haishen's hand. Under Wu Haishen's guidance, he disinfected himself 360 degrees without any dead ends. Then, under Wu Haishen's leadership, he entered the intensive care unit. After sending Yan Mo in, Wu Haishen walked out, leaving time to Yan Mo and Si Ze.
After entering the intensive care unit, Yan Mo walked towards the hospital bed step by step with his quick steps.
When she saw him lying lifeless on the hospital bed, his once resolute face now increasingly thin, and his chest and limbs covered with gauze, her heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.
After a long moment, she stretched out her trembling hands and gently stroked his cheek, which was almost skin and bones. The cold touch made her heart tremble again, and self-blame and regret filled her entire heart:
"I'm sorry, it's all because of me that you became like this."
After she finished speaking, she was already sobbing, tears wetting her cheeks. If he had seen her crying like this at other times, he would have come to comfort her, but now she was lying here, motionless. How could she not be sad and heartbroken?
She tried to control her tears, but failed this time. Perhaps it was because of the grievances she had suffered from her parents-in-law over the past few days. In front of him, she instinctively let down all her defenses and finally vented her grievances with tears. The more she tried to control herself, the more she couldn't control herself.
But she also knew that she didn't have much time left and couldn't waste it all crying. Regardless of whether Si Ze could hear her or not, she would definitely not be able to see him for a long time, and she had to make it clear to him.
So, she took a few minutes to calm down and slowly told him what had happened recently. This process was also what she used to do when she secretly visited Si Ze in the middle of the night.
"My parents said that I have bad luck in my life. If you stay with me, I will only bring bad luck to you." Yan Mo's tone was full of helplessness:
"To be honest, I don't believe it,"
Si Ze, who was lying on the bed, still didn't respond. Yan Mo was not embarrassed and continued as usual:
"I'm planning to go to Guanghua Temple. It might take a while for me to come back."
Having said that, she paused and looked at him. She had originally planned to talk to him about the divorce agreement, but in the end, she changed her mind:
"So, you just need to wait for me to come back, okay? You don't have to worry about me. I'm bringing A Biao and the others with me this time."
As she spoke, she laughed at herself again:
"If it's really my destiny to unlucky you..." She choked up again at this point.
"Then forget me and find a wife who will bring you good fortune. As long as she doesn't abuse our son, it's fine. In this life, I just hope you stay healthy..."
"Young Madam."
At this moment, before Yan Mo could finish his words, the door of the ICU was opened from the outside, and Wu Haishen's anxious voice came:
"Someone is coming up from below, let's go quickly."
"Okay." Yan Mo responded immediately.
Wu Haishen had already helped her a lot by letting her come in to see Si Ze. She couldn't let anyone find out and implicate Wu Haishen.
Finally, she kissed Si Ze on the face reluctantly through her protective mask, let go of his hand, and left the intensive care unit step by step with reluctance.
At the moment the door of the intensive care unit was closed, two tears slowly fell from the corners of Si Ze's eyes, who was lying lifeless on the hospital bed.
However, Yan Mo and Wu Haishen were afraid of being discovered, so they left the intensive care unit without looking back and did not notice this phenomenon, and therefore missed it.
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