Chapter 899

"What?" Song Weiyi yelled out, asking in shock.

Zhao Mengmeng was sure that she heard clearly, "Don't ask me, I don't know either, you go to the hospital."

After speaking, he hung up the phone in a panic.

His head throbbed with pain.

Pei Chenyang had a car accident, it's no big deal, right?

Zhao Mengmeng walked around the living room in a daze, maybe it was just a small car accident, nothing serious happened.

But, the night before yesterday, my father broke his head, was it because of the aftereffects of the car accident...

When Zhao Mengmeng thought of this possibility, her heart tightened into a ball.

He is Pei Chenyang, he is Kus, and he is her daughter's father. She found that her calmness and indifference that she had pretended before were all in vain at this moment.

Basically, it can't be done like this.

Zhao Mengmeng held her head, "It will be fine."

He took deep breaths and forced himself to calm down.

Only then did I realize that the half-fed child was still crying.

And the elders, such as grandparents, are taking a nap at the moment.

Zhao Mengmeng came back to her senses, and hurriedly stuffed the pacifier back into the child's mouth, and immediately stopped Jin Yan's crying.

Half an hour later, the phone rang again.

Zhao Mengmeng grabbed the phone and looked, it was Song Weiyi.

"How's it going?" Zhao Mengmeng's tone was calm with Song Weiyi behind her back.

But here, her hands trembled slightly.

"The situation is not optimistic. Uncle was hit from behind by someone, and a large truck was in front of him, flanking him from front to back."

As soon as Song Weiyi's words fell, Zhao Mengmeng's eyes darkened, and she almost fell down.

She tried her best to comfort herself, Pei Chenyang was really hurt, and it was only a minor injury, at worst, she would bleed a little.

Just being flanked by two cars?

"Mengmeng, Mengmeng, are you listening?" Song Weiwei asked anxiously.

"I'm here, you continue to talk." Zhao Mengmeng propped herself up on the back of the sofa.

"My uncle is being rescued now, and the operation is still going on. When will it be, we need to see a doctor."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Mengmeng turned pale and sweated profusely.

Zhang Ma came out of the kitchen and saw that something was wrong with her, so she asked her if she was sick.

"I'm fine."

Zhao Mengmeng sat on the sofa and shook her head, waiting for an afternoon.

She didn't take the initiative to call, but Song Weiyi never called back.

"Why are you still in the living room? Hey, brothers Jinyan are still here, the only ones who haven't come back are their husband and wife?" Mother Zhao asked suspiciously.

Zhao Mengmeng looked tense, and just nodded indiscriminately.

"Mengmeng, are you okay? I'll take care of the child, go upstairs to have a rest." Mother Zhao walked over, patted Zhao Mengmeng's shoulder and smiled.

"Mom, I'm fine."

Zhao Mengmeng continued to wait for good news from Song Weiyi.

It's just that time passed by a little bit, but the ringtone of the mobile phone was never thought of again.

This feeling is very tormenting.

Could it be that Pei Chenyang was really injured so badly?

Zhao Mengmeng stood up in a daze and turned on the TV.

It happened to be a news channel, and it was broadcasting a traffic accident.

"Around two o'clock at noon today, a serious car accident occurred near Wangnan Road, resulting in one death, three serious injuries, and two minor injuries..."

Zhao Mengmeng's heart skipped a beat, and she stared blankly at the TV screen.

Sandwiched between the two cars was a silver sports car, if she remembered correctly, it belonged to Pei Chenyang.

Ready-made, a mess.

Zhao Mengmeng couldn't bear it anymore, stood up quickly, took out her phone, and dialed Song's only number tremblingly.

"Is he... all right?"

One person died, and according to the reactions of Song Weiyi and Pei Yibai, Pei Chenyang could not be the one who died.

However, it must be one of the seriously injured.

"Mengmeng..." Song's only voice was full of tiredness.

"The operation has not stopped yet, and the doctor issued three critical illness notices."

Zhao Mengmeng's lips kept trembling. From afternoon to night, the surgery hadn't stopped. Three critical illness notifications?

"where are you."

"City Hospital."

Just as Song Weiyi finished answering, Zhao Mengmeng hung up the phone.

Wearing a set of home clothes, she took the car keys and ran out the door.

"Mengmeng, what are you doing?" Zhao Wei asked with a dark face, almost being bumped by his daughter.

"Dad, I have something urgent to go out. You and Mom can help take care of a few children, and call if you need anything."

"You haven't said where you're going yet." Zhao Wei's voice didn't yell back at Zhao Mengmeng, she had already staggered out.

Go to the garage and drive your own car.

On the road, Zhao Mengmeng drove very fast, and she had less than half of the distance. Seeing the soaring speed, she suddenly calmed down.

What happened to Pei Chenyang was a car accident, no matter how worried she is at this moment, is she going to die by driving so fast?

"Zhao Mengmeng, don't be impulsive, it won't help." She straightened her mind, drove as smoothly as possible, and finally arrived at the hospital.

Asking about the direction of the operating room, Zhao Mengmeng has never run as fast as today.

In the corridor, many people crowded, besides Pei Yi, Bai Song, there were also Pei Yifei, Wang Meng, Li Liannian and others.

And Mrs. Pei has been here for a while now.

Pei Yibai and the others heard Zhao Mengmeng's footsteps behind them, and turned their heads immediately.

"Mengmeng, are you here?" The moment Song Weiyi saw Zhao Mengmeng, he smiled wryly and felt helpless.

Walking towards Zhao Mengmeng quickly, holding Zhao Mengmeng's hand.

She ran very fast, and it was winter, but Zhao Mengmeng's forehead was covered with sweat.

"How can you run casually?" Song Weiwei frowned, he hasn't fully recovered yet, such intense exercise is not good for the body.

"Pei Chenyang..."

"Uncle is still in the operating room." Song Weiyi sighed and said helplessly.

"How could this be?" Zhao Mengmeng looked at Song Weiyi blankly and asked.

"It's probably God's will. I heard from Wang Tezhu that my uncle planned not to come, but he changed his mind in the end."

"He wouldn't drive so carelessly, could it be related to the wound on his forehead?" Zhao Mengmeng asked Song Weiyi in confusion.

The latter shook his head in embarrassment, "I don't know about this either."

"Don't think too much, my uncle will be fine. Why did you suddenly come here alone? Where's Tutu?"

"There are people in the family, Song Weiyi, Pei Chenyang, will they die?" Zhao Mengmeng realized that she was terribly panicked at this moment.

"Mengmeng, don't scare yourself, my uncle will be fine." Song Weiwei firmly grasped her hand and said with certainty.

"But it's going to be ten hours."

"It's okay, you go back and stay with Tutu, we're here, and we'll let you know if there's any news."

Zhao Mengmeng's eyes were red. If Pei Chenyang had just had a small operation, maybe she wouldn't even show her face.

But right now, Pei Chenyang's life is in danger!