The car drove all the way and finally arrived at the hospital as quickly as possible.
Before it could stop, the car door was pushed open by her forcefully, and the person quickly ran out.
Since her ankle injury last year and her subsequent pregnancy, she has been on bed rest for a long time and rarely walks. It was not until she gave birth to twins some time ago that she slowly began to walk again.
But Wang Rui said that he had been in a car accident and was still unconscious in the ICU.
She quickly found the elevator, pressed it twice, and then waited breathlessly.
Wang Rui caught up with her and couldn't bear to see her looking haggard.
While Zhuo Jian was waiting for the elevator for half a minute, she gradually calmed down.
He'll be fine.
There won't be any.
He is so cold-witted and ruthless.
Not long after, she finally arrived at the ICU where Fu Yanye was staying. Through a layer of glass, she saw him lying on the hospital bed indifferently, with the machine next to him running nonchalantly.
The moment she saw him, she gradually became dizzy and slowly leaned over with her hands on the wall behind her.
Wang Rui stood a little distance away from her, not moving forward.
Zhuo Jian lowered his eyes and rested for a few seconds, then slowly raised his eyes to look inside. In the past few years, they seemed to have experienced life and death several times.
People who are always tall and straight will sometimes lie down unable to move.
She looked at the motionless man lying on the hospital bed and asked, "When did something happen to him?"
"Last night, on the way back after drinking with Mr. Su."
Wang Rui replied.
Zhuo Jian's eyes were a little dry, and he couldn't help but think that after all this time, the three of them still often drank together.
In fact, there is Zhao Ran, but at this moment, Wang Rui dare not say anything.
The mobile phone in Zhuo Jian's bag also rang. Because this floor needed extra quietness, she immediately took out her mobile phone.
It's Sheng Xin.
She held on to the wall and took two steps to the side, then answered: "Hello?"
"not yet."
Zhuo Jian responded coldly and hung up the phone, but couldn't help but look through the glass curtain.
He rarely lay so quietly and let her just watch.
Almost as long as they were together, she was always afraid that he would suddenly pounce and easily crush everything she had planned.
Now, she doesn't have to worry anymore.
But she hoped he would be well.
Why is he so careless?
What was he thinking at the time?
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but speculate, but before she could guess anything, she suddenly heard some shuffling footsteps, and she subconsciously turned her head to look.
Wang Rui also turned around.
Zhao Ran was standing by the wall in a hospital gown, looking very haggard.
When Zhao Ran saw Zhuo Jian, he boldly looked at her, moved the corners of his mouth, and nodded in a neither humble nor overbearing manner: "Mrs. Fu."
Zhuo Jian said nothing, just looked at her clothes, and then looked at Wang Rui.
Wang Rui glanced at her, then lowered his head and fell into awkward silence.
Zhuo Jian suddenly understood everything.
Last night, he was not alone.
The person inside slowly opened his eyes, his dark eyes looking coldly at the roof.
Fu Yanye woke up.
Soon after, the doctor went to help with a check-up. After confirming that he was fine, he said that he could return to the general ward after a period of observation.
A staff member came to the door with an agreement and asked, "Who are the patient's family members?"
Wang Rui and Zhao Ran looked at Zhuo Jian at the same time. Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye looked at each other through a window, but Fu Yanye's eyes were like knives.