When the Ou Family patriarch and Bai Tingfang rushed to the hospital, Ou Mucen had already been taken to the emergency room for resuscitation. Seeing this, Bai Tingfang’s rage peaked, and she slapped Ji Chengzhi’s assistant across the face, "You worthless thing, you can’t even handle this simple task. If something happens to him, I won’t let you off!"
With that slap, blood was drawn from the corner of the assistant’s mouth on the spot!
Everyone witnessing the scene didn’t dare to pull her back or to intervene; they could only stand there trembling and hoping that the person in the resuscitation room would be alright.
Indeed, the assistant was to blame for this incident. Had he been more alert and intelligent, things wouldn’t have deteriorated to this point.
For two entire hours, the light in the emergency room stayed on, and Ji Chengzhi hadn’t come out since he entered.
Finally, after two hours, the light went off with a "click", and Bai Tingfang and the patriarch stood up immediately to greet those coming out...
"Are they out? They’re out!!" As Bai Tingfang stood up, she realized that not only were her legs weak, but the old man leaning beside her was also trembling slightly.
Fortunately, when Ji Chengzhi came out and saw the two, he nodded and gave them good news, "He’s been resuscitated, there’s no immediate danger to his life for now. However, to prevent him from being agitated again, I’ve given him a sedative. He’s still unconscious for the moment."
Upon hearing this, the patriarch nodded eagerly, "Alright, alright, you do what you think is best."
Bai Tingfang also heaved a sigh of relief, tears of fear rolling down her cheeks in her agitation, "It’s good that he’s alright, it’s good that he’s alright..."
This was the first time she had felt such fear. The feeling of losing a loved one was terrifying indeed!
As she regained her composure, she seemed to start understanding her son’s feelings. Once she had calmed down, she began inquiring about the woman, "Chengzhi, how is that woman doing now? Is there really no hope left?"
Ji Chengzhi sighed wearily and lit a cigarette, "What hope is there for someone who’s brain dead?"
Hearing that, Bai Tingfang’s face turned pale, "What do we do then? He’s in this state now. If he wakes up and finds out she’s beyond help, wouldn’t that be...?"
Ji Chengzhi shook his head, his expression grave...
He didn’t know what to do either. He was just a doctor, not a deity; what could he possibly do?
Smoking his cigarette, he leaned wearily against the wall behind him, "Let’s take it one step at a time. By the way, go and bring Xiaobao here. When necessary, I hope he will consider the child and not become too despondent."
Yes, wasn’t there a child? Even if he were in utter despair, no longer wanting to live, hopefully, for the sake of his four-year-old child, he wouldn’t abandon him.
Reminded by this, Bai Tingfang finally remembered the child and hastily went over to the patriarch. After a brief discussion, the couple left to pick up the child from the kindergarten.
Meanwhile, Ji Chengzhi, after transferring Ou Mucen from the emergency room, had him placed in a hospital room. As for the woman in the intensive care unit, he had not yet removed her ventilator.
He thought to himself that since Mucen now knew, he had to give the two a final chance to say goodbye. Otherwise, if he quietly sent the woman away while Mucen was unconscious, Mucen would surely hate him upon waking up.
PS: If Ningning doesn’t come back, will you send me razor blades?