The last sentence drifted over, and the two people in the room were both stunned on the spot for a moment.
Once they snapped out of it, Ying Hao was the first to stand up from the sofa. He then rushed to the door, "What happened? Why are you all in such a panic?"
"The Dean... The Dean was in a car accident, he’s being resuscitated in the emergency room right now!" The doctor, who had been grabbed, only had time to drop this sentence before running off again rapidly.
Left behind, Ying Hao stood there dumbfounded for a good while, turned his head to relay the message to the person inside, but at that moment, a figure had already dashed out, "Keep an eye on this place, no one is allowed in!"
Then, the person quickly rushed through the door, following the stream of people downstairs.
Ying Hao stood there for a long time before he returned to the monitoring room...
God, the Dean had a car accident? What happened? Wasn’t he just doing experiments when he came back an hour ago?
Ying Hao couldn’t believe his ears!
But the fact was, when Ou Mucen came downstairs from the upper floor, outside the surgical emergency room on the third floor, what he saw was a group of doctors in a frenzy and several traffic police officers.
He felt his limbs go cold. Soon, he approached them, "What exactly happened? How did a car accident occur all of a sudden?"
The few distraught doctors lit up when they saw him, "Officer, this is our Dean’s good friend and the largest shareholder of our hospital, Mr. Ou, the third. If you have anything to say, please speak with him."
Hearing this, the traffic police officer then relayed the incident...
It turned out the car accident involving Ji Chengzhi occurred near the Jinma Theater. He had just crossed the traffic light and was about to reach Jinma Theater when suddenly, a runaway truck burst out from a side road, and Ji Chengzhi’s Mercedes was knocked several meters away on the spot.
"If it weren’t for a streetlight pole that happened to be there, he might have been gone by now," the traffic officer said, bringing over a camera as he spoke.
Ou Mucen hurriedly took it!
Indeed, the accident scene was terribly severe. The truck was a blue Isuzu, and Ji Chengzhi’s silver Mercedes was slammed right into a lamp post, the entire body flattened.
Could anyone survive such a collision?
Seeing such photos, Ou Mucen’s hands trembled, and he almost dropped the camera!
"Mr. Ou? Are you okay?"
Standing there, Ou Mucen forced himself to take deep breaths for a long time before he slowly calmed down, "I’m fine. So, have you found out the cause of the accident?"
The traffic police officer nodded, "We did. It was because the brakes of the truck suddenly failed, resulting in the collision with Mr. Ji. We’ve already taken the driver into custody to record his statement. Next, we’re waiting to see Mr. Ji’s condition. If he wakes up, we hope Mr. Ou can contact us."
Ou Mucen just agreed, and then it was as if he could no longer hear any other sounds, his eyes fixed on the door of the operating room with the red light on.
In this period, he had entered the operating room twice, first in Japan, and then two months ago when he learned that the woman was brain-dead with cardiac spasms. Two times he went in, both times it was the person lying inside who sent him there.
He didn’t understand before, but now he finally realized just what it felt like to send a very important friend into such a place!