Reborn in the 1980s, remarried and followed a soldier, the ungrateful wretch cried with regret.

Chapter 900

The security guard was also nearby, and he was a little frightened when he saw a man rushing towards him menacingly.

He moved his whole body backward.

"You, what do you do?"

"I'm asking you, what was the condition of that woman at the time?"

The security guard calmed down considerably when he realized that this was the question he was asking.

He began, "—You're covered in blood, and the situation looks quite dangerous. However, it seems you haven't been hit. There are no visible wounds—"

Qin Wenhuo didn't know whether he should breathe a sigh of relief or not.

He couldn't calm down.

The brain is simply incapable of thinking.

He could almost see Fu Mingxue lying in a pool of blood before his eyes—a sight that drove him mad.

He desperately wanted to rush into the emergency room to confirm one last time whether this was really his wife.

Take a deep breath.

He forced himself to calm down.

Just then, the security guard suddenly spoke up again: "By the way, that woman came by car, and the car is still parked in front of our hospital—"

It rushed past me like the wind.

When the security guard looked closely, he found that the terrifying man from before was gone.

When Qin Wenhuo saw the car, he staggered.

Now there's really no need to go to the emergency room to confirm—because this car is the one his wife was driving.

Why didn't he see this car when he came in?

That's because I was so distracted that I locked myself in the hospital's emergency room, which is why I overlooked the car.

Heartbroken and breathless, he turned and ran back to the entrance of the hospital's emergency room.

When the police saw him return, they asked him directly, "So, do you recognize that car?"

After all, he needed to confirm the identity of the injured person.

"It's my wife's car," Qin Wenhuo said in a hoarse voice.

As he spoke, his bloodshot eyes turned toward the emergency room.

The police were shocked.

"What's your wife's name?"

“Fu Mingxue is a researcher at the research institute—” Qin Wenhuo could only answer this much before he couldn’t continue.

Instead, he simply pulled out his identification.

The policeman's eyes changed drastically when he saw his ID.

Now it was Qin Wenhuo's turn to ask a question in return—
Five minutes later, he ran to the doctor's office on duty, then, his eyes gleaming with cold light, made a phone call to the military unit—
*
Team Leader Liu spent nearly two hours conducting the on-site investigation.

Moreover, after witnessing the scene of the battle, the other police officers had already returned to the police station to report, and then a city-wide search began.
After receiving Qin Wenhuo's call, the military also dispatched two teams to begin operations.
Fu Mingxue's surgery was quite quick, lasting only two hours.

When Qin Wenhuo saw his wife being pushed out, tears streamed down his face.

"Wife—"

"She'll wake up in about an hour; she's still under anesthesia. But don't worry, the wounds were avoided. She mainly has three lacerations on her left hand and thigh, all of which have been removed. There's also a knife wound on her right thigh, caused by a sharp blade, which has been surgically sutured. The patient has lost a lot of blood, so we'll keep an eye on that later—"

Upon hearing this, Qin Wen's dead heart began to revive slightly.

Although his wife was not in mortal danger, she had suffered such serious injuries in multiple places.

The nurse asked Qin Wenhuo to move aside first.

"Family members, please step aside. We need to go to the ward."

Qin Wenhuo did not let go of his wife's hand, but followed her.

The nurse couldn't help it—this person had too much presence.

(End of this chapter)