Chapter 290

The traffic in the urban area is always not smooth. There are many traffic lights. The car is tightly clamped in the middle. There is no chance to run the red light. Seeing this situation, Lin Ziyi lost his voice and burst into tears.

"Ziyi, don't cry, it's coming soon, and aunt will be fine." Wang Wenfeng stopped the car at a traffic light, looked at Lin Ziyi painfully, and took out two paper towels from the carton and handed them to her.

Lin Ziyi looked at the traffic light countdown that was still 110 seconds above her head. She was sad. Mrs. Lin's picture is replayed again and again in her mind. When she was a child, she watched herself happily running on the grassland. From running freely, to the kind smile when she grew up, and now she groans and cries her name in the hospital. Each picture flashed like a memoir········

At the moment when the red light was beating, the car ran again on the road, out of the street, driving on the avenue, and the speed of the car finally increased a lot, but Lin Ziyi, who was very frightened, seemed to be unable to wait for a moment.

"Wenfeng, please hurry up, hurry up ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ my mother is still waiting for me in the hospital. She's waiting for me ~ ~ ~ ~ please, hurry up ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~" Lin Ziyi shouted with tears in her heart. Her whole body leaned towards Wang Wenfeng, shaking Wang Wenfeng's arm manipulating the steering wheel with both hands.

Wang Wenfeng's hand was shaken out of balance by her crazy shaking. The car swayed and swayed on the road. He wanted to continue to operate the steering wheel with his left hand and stop Lin Ziyi's fatal action with his right hand. Unfortunately, it was too late. Under a sudden traffic light, the car in front of Wang Wenfeng brake slowly. In order to avoid the car in front of Wang Wenfeng, Instead of causing a direct impact, he wanted to turn aside. Therefore, when he was in a hurry, he changed the wrong gear. The car quickly flew into the green belt beside the road and crashed in front of the sign of the support.

One second before the rollover, Lin Ziyi was still crying heartbroken. She didn't notice that the disaster had fallen heavily on her, strangling her nearly collapsed body. Until she fainted, blood spilled from her side face, arms and legs in time. The white wedding dress was instantly dyed red, with a pungent smell of blood.

Wang Wenfeng, the second before the rollover, just wanted to hold Lin Ziyi tightly in his arms and give her a little support and protection, but the time was only one second. He had no time to hold her tightly and fainted in the dark.

The roar and noise of police cars and ambulances, reporters and onlookers... The scene was full of chaos. Only Lin Ziyi and Wang Wenfeng lay quietly. Then they were sent to the emergency center of the Municipal People's Hospital by ambulance. It happened that Lin Ziyi lay in the bed where Mrs. Lin lay. Is it God's deliberate arrangement or the ruthless tease of fate·······

On the way, Lin Ziyi was in a coma. She could vaguely hear the roar of ambulances and the noise of the crowd. It seemed that she was discussing to take her to heaven. She didn't want to go. She didn't want to die. Her mother was still waiting for her in the hospital. She wanted to go to the hospital to accompany her mother and the closest mother in the world. Yunzhe still owes her a wedding. How can she die? Her face was in a continuous melancholy, and the blood and tears on her cheeks were tightly integrated. She groaned and groaned in pain. She struggled in her mind for a long time, and finally fainted exhausted.

In the emergency room, the doctors were anxious and busy, performing shocking scenes one by one. One hour, two hours, three hours, three and a half hours... The attending doctor finally came out of the emergency room calmly, or they had stayed in the hospital for a long time and saw many human life, age and death. Even if they died on the operating table, they wouldn't frown.

Director Liu, the attending doctor, insisted on the rescue for three and a half hours. He sat on the leather chair in the office tired and gently closed his eyes to refresh himself. A young doctor Wu came in with his heel: "director Liu, there is no way to inform their families at present."

"Then don't inform." director Liu continued to close his eyes and slowly opened his mouth, as if he had seen through the true feelings of the world.

Dr. Wu hesitated for a moment, then opened his mouth carefully: "this - not very good!"

"The man's leg is broken and the woman's is only slightly scratched. She will wake up soon," director Liu said painlessly, stingy enough not to attach a trace of emotion.

Seeing what director Liu said, Dr. Wu didn't say much, so he quit the office. When I came out, I met a lady who ran anxiously to the emergency room. She kept shouting, "feng'er, where are you, feng'er?"

The young doctor guessed which patient's family might be, so he kindly came forward and asked politely, "aunt, who are you looking for?"

The lady looked at the doctor in the white jacket and lit up a glimmer of hope, so she grabbed his arm and asked anxiously, "doctor, where's my son? Where is he? Tell me ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~" the expectant eyes fell in Dr. Wu's eyes. The lady's beloved son was eager to make Dr. Wu sad.

Dr. Wu showed a delicate smile and said in detail calmly. There was no arrogance and cold-blooded of director Liu: "don't get excited, aunt. Slowly say, who's your son?"

"I just saw him in a car accident on TV and carrying a bride. I saw him shed a lot of blood - where are they now?" Mrs. Wang recalled the painful picture on TV. One shocking scene made Mrs. Wang finally burst into tears.

Dr. Wu immediately guessed that it must be the gentleman who had just finished the operation, and his face immediately showed a gloomy sadness. How could he tell her that she had to find out the fact that her son's legs were disabled, so he gently comforted him: "don't get excited, aunt. He has passed the dangerous period and has just been transferred to the general ward. I'll take you there now." Dr. Wu said truthfully, in a gentle voice, which made people feel very comfortable.

When Mrs. Wang heard these words, her irritability and panic finally calmed down a lot. She followed Dr. Wu to the corridor. She suddenly thought that there was another girl who was carried into the ambulance. Her calmed mood was dignified again and asked urgently, "what about the bride?"

Dr. Wu recalled the girl in the wedding dress. He followed the ambulance to the scene. He saw the beautiful bride rescued from the pool of blood by the police. The delicate facial features could still be distinguished on her pale face. He said painfully: "she has also passed the dangerous period, but her whole body is injured."

He recalled her eye-catching wedding dress. The wedding dress on her chest and abdomen was dotted with many light purple round sequins, which emitted various colors in the sun with the change of light. It's like a little beautiful mermaid. It's lovable. The fluffy skirt with multiple layers of spun yarn is now tightly pasted together by blood. One white fluffy feather is like a swan, another is dyed red by blood, and it's like a piece of blood cloth, and the white rose with beautiful blood stains is already ugly.

When Mrs. Wang was sent to the ward, Dr. Wu gently closed the door and went out. He really couldn't bear to see the misery and despair after she knew the truth, so he escaped from the suffocating ward.

"Feng'er, feng'er ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ wake up, it's mom! How could this happen? Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu. But seeing his son sleeping on the hospital bed with thick bandages wrapped around his head and legs, he couldn't help crying.

As if he heard the cry of his beloved mother, Wang Wenfeng hazily opened his eyes, looked at Mrs. Wang empty, and gently shouted, "Mom"

"Son, are you awake?" Mrs. Wang wiped tears on her face excitedly,

Wang Wenfeng smiled and his lips looked pale: "Mom, my head hurts and my legs hurt."

"Well, mom, go and call a doctor to relieve your pain." Mrs. Wang immediately straightened up and ran outside the door,

Wang Wenfeng looked at her anxious and flustered figure with a warm heart. Wang Wenfeng glanced at such a strange place. For a moment, he didn't know why he was in the hospital, so he endured the pain of brain tear and began to think about what had happened just now. A group of people looked around at Lin Ziyi's wedding dress, and then Lin Ziyi ran out crazy. Then Wang Wenfeng covered his head with both hands and showed an extremely painful expression on his face, The biting pain constantly invaded his brain, forcing him to think no more.

After a while, Mrs. Wang led Dr. Wu and a nurse in quickly. However, Wang Wenfeng set his eyes on Mrs. Wang, straightened up and asked anxiously, "Mom, where's Ziyi? Where is she now?

Mrs. Wang couldn't understand who Ziyi was. She was stunned. Wang Wenfeng couldn't wait to ask the doctor next to her: "doctor, where's the girl sitting in the same car with me? How is she now? Please tell me... Wang Wenfeng begged with pain on his face and his voice trembled slightly.

Dr. Wu walked up to Wang Wenfeng and said calmly, "she's all right. She's still in a coma. Now she lives in the next ward. Her family is accompanying her? Don't get excited and recover her leg injury first." He was thinking that the first thing a man would do when he woke up was to ask the girl who crashed with him how important she must be to him. Dr. Wu sighed sadly.

"No, I'm going to see her now." Wang Wenfeng firmly opened his mouth. He had to see that she was all right with his own eyes, so he could put his heart down and heal well. So without hesitation, he pulled out the bottles of needle water, opened the white quilt, and raised his right foot, which also induced bursts of blood dripping pain.

"My leg -- so painful -- doctor, what's wrong with my right leg? Why can't I make it up at all?" Wang Wenfeng looked up at Dr. Wu in amazement, waiting for an explanation from his mouth.

Dr. Wu took out a test sheet from the folder held by the nurse, handed it to Wang Wenfeng, and calmly said, "We conducted a CT scan of your right foot, and the results confirmed that it was a comminuted fracture."

"Comminuted fracture?" Mrs. Wang heard these words and broke into her heart like a bolt from the blue. She looked at Dr. Wu with an unbelievable face. There was a layer of tears in her eyes, which would drop as soon as she dropped her eyes.

"Yes, comminuted fracture is a complete fracture, which means that the bone is broken into more than three pieces. According to Mr. Wang's preliminary examination, it is confirmed as grade 10 disability, that is, the most serious and highest level comminuted fracture, which has directly injured the femur." Wang Wenfeng began to explain slowly and methodically there. He was also intoxicated with this skilled explanation.

However, when Dr. Wu said such a long speech, Mrs. Wang didn't understand a word. As long as she knew whether her son could be cured, tears finally fell down in the thin wrinkles on her cheeks, and her voice began to sob: "well, doctor, is there any cure for my son's leg?"

Dr. Wu hesitated for a moment and finally opened his mouth: "Er, from a pessimistic point of view, the skin or mucous membrane at the fracture site is broken, resulting in the fracture end connecting with the outside world. A comminuted fracture of the femur is likely to make people lame, so the cure rate is very low, almost equal to zero." although these words often lead patients and their families into a state of extreme panic and despair, But as a doctor, he has the obligation and responsibility to let them know the truth so that they can be mentally prepared.

In a hurry, Mrs. Wang grabbed Dr. Wu's arm and sobbed: "doctor, no matter what method you use and how much medical expenses you need, you should cure my son's legs." Mrs. Wang's heavily made-up face still can't cover the shallow wrinkles. The age that should be enjoyed can't wait for the due enjoyment now.