Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me-Chapter 769: V629: Love is life and death together. 2000. [31]

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Chapter 769: V629: Love is life and death together. 2000. [31]

On the ambulance, Wulaala’s siren blared, accompanied by the tense efforts of the medical staff inside.

"Heart rate index 58, blood pressure low 54, high 70. The patient’s bleeding wound isn’t large, but the heart might have issues. Intense physical activity and emotional excitement have already triggered symptoms of disease. Currently, the patient’s vital signs are poor, and there’s severe decline in symptoms, with the patient already in a deep coma. Moreover, the patient has rare RH negative B type blood, currently insufficient for either surgical transfusion or regular treatment." 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

"Isn’t she undergoing dialysis? The hospital where she’s being treated should have a large blood bag stock. Try contacting that hospital to quickly transfer their blood supply here. Also, quickly check our military medical system’s blood bank and see if there are any willing kidney donors that match."

The tense atmosphere was intense and fervent.

No one expected that the female patient encountered would have such complex medical conditions!

How could they be so unlucky? Upon checking her identity, not only is she suffering from kidney failure, but it’s already in the late stage. Additionally, there’s uraemia complicated by heart failure, not to mention, now she’s suffered a head injury!

Given this condition, can surgery proceed?

Blood transfusion and other needs are major problems! Even if brain surgery succeeds, with such significant surgical trauma, how many days could she live?

Although the instructions were given like this, the blood bank, and finding a matching, willing kidney donor are simply...

The medical staff felt cold sweat dripping, with a sense of heroic desperation and helplessness, fearing this life might not be saved.

...

On the way.

Liang Yichao didn’t understand how he went from pain to despair while racing to the hospital.

He only knew that when he arrived, despite being twenty minutes late compared to the ambulance, he still reached simultaneously.

Getting out of the car, Liang Yichao was already drenched in sweat.

He saw the woman, covered in blood, being carried down from the stretcher of the ambulance.

Amidst the eager steps of the medical staff, someone shouted, "Quickly! The patient’s condition is extremely critical, rush her to the emergency operating room!"

"Make way! Make way!"

At that moment, Liang Yichao’s eyes turned red.

Heart trembling, he sprinted alongside the stretcher, following the doctors’ and nurses’ steps all the way to the emergency room door.

But at this moment, looking at Yu Wei’s face now completely pale, despite how desperately he wanted to enter the operating room with Weiwei, live with her, die with her.

The doctors won’t allow him inside anymore.

"What are you doing! The patient’s condition is very critical! No matter who you are, entering will introduce bacteria to the surgery, worsening the patient’s situation! Wait outside! If you continue misbehaving, we won’t help save her!"

This threat finally stopped Liang Yichao in his tracks.

The emergency room doors closed, turning on the red surgery light.

Liang Yichao had once lain on the emergency operating table himself. At that moment, he was entirely unconscious, believing that was the worst fate.

Yet he never imagined that waiting outside was even more tormenting.

Is she alright, what’s her condition, can she survive?

Every word felt like lacerations cutting through flesh, gnawing at blood.

Liang Yichao finally understood that those waiting are the ones who suffer most...

Tears streamed as Liang Yichao stood hopelessly at the operating room entrance.

But what drove him deeper into despair was, what exactly happened to Weiwei... why was she so weak, why did she collapse with just a push, why does everyone say she’s ill, why her hair...

Earlier, when getting off the ambulance, Liang Yichao saw her head was actually bald... Any speculation cruelly tore apart his entire world like a beast.

Soon, the Yu Family members also arrived, seeing Yu Wei already sent into the operating room, in despair.

Especially Zhang Jing, Yu’s mother, upon arrival and hearing about the injury to Yu Wei’s head, became frantically emotional and fainted.

This sudden change left Liang Yichao watching and remembering he had personally pushed Weiwei down, his thoughts trembling, regretting even more, wanting to end his own life.

Yu Yuanshen sensed something, especially with Liang Yichao, who shouldn’t have been here, thinking back to the call from the airport, being informed someone pushed Weiwei leading to this, sharply reacting.

His voice quivered, "Did you argue?"

Recalling his hurtful words, Liang Yichao was silent in anguish, unable to speak.

Yu Yuanshen questioned again, "Was it you who pushed her?"

Liang Yichao didn’t know how to explain and could only nod with tears.

In an instant, Yu Yuanshen’s furious fist struck his face, "Why!"

Liang Yichao endured the pain and fell to the ground.

Brother Yu often beat him since childhood; he once found Brother Yu annoying. Young people dating, yet Yu Yuanshen, with his old-fashioned thinking like older generations, always interfered, and each time, the beatings were painful!

But after this incident, Liang Yichao suddenly understood that Brother Yu’s past actions were just symbolic gestures.

They didn’t hurt at all.

Maybe Brother Yu’s advice was mostly a warning; secretly, he still hoped Liang Yichao and Weiwei would be together. Those cool warnings were just superficial.

This time it truly hurt, from skin to bone, from the heart to every nerve in the body! Such force made him realize how good Yu Yuanshen had been to him before, unnoticed.

He remained silent, amidst an epiphany, drowned in remorseful tears.

Yu Yuanshen seemed unable to restrain years of pent-up anger, gripping Liang Yichao’s collar, "Why! Liang Yichao! What did Weiwei ever do to wrong you? You’ve harmed her since childhood, even today wanting to harm her again? Even if she isn’t with you now, she’s the woman you once loved... Even if you fought, did you never consider she might have untold difficulties? Do you really want her life?"

Do I want that?

How could he possibly want that? He could forsake anyone’s life, the only one he ever desired was Weiwei’s life.

Liang Yichao couldn’t utter a word, only tears spilled from pain.

In an instant, Yu Yuanshen erupted in rage.

Grabbing him, relentlessly punching him.

Such actions frightened the hospital nurses and doctors, urgently shouting, "President Yu! You can’t! This is a hospital, public area—no fighting permitted!"

"Mr. Yu! You can’t hit him! Further hitting will lead to problems! You’re hitting too hard!"

To no avail.

Yet Liang Yichao didn’t feel Yu Yuanshen’s punches were heavy.

Only Brother Yu’s fists landing on his face, hitting his body, throwing him to the ground—the genuine pain, its visceral comfort, let him reflect on Weiwei’s eyes momentarily shocked staring at him when he pushed her down, minutely compensating for her damage then.

Weiwei... must have hurt a lot then...