Before he died, my grandfather forced me to marry the richest man in the capital.
Chapter 120: Self-immolation or Ascension to Immortality?
After Tang Junyao left, the air in the ward seemed to freeze, and time seemed to stand still. Xu Mingkai, sitting on the sofa, didn't dare to breathe and could only quietly watch the man sitting on the bed smoking one cigarette after another.
The room was filled with smoke, and Xu Mingkai could no longer see the man's face.
They wanted to stop him but didn't dare. At this point, trying to persuade this man might mean he was not far from South Africa.
Xu Mingkai, who doesn't smoke, was so affected by the fumes that he almost had to move to the next ward. He kept praying silently.
Tang Junyao had been looking at some documents in her office for a while when she was about to go to the restroom. The nurse from earlier called out to her, "Dr. Tang."
The nurse looked a little timid and embarrassed.
Tang Junyao stopped in her tracks. "What's wrong? Is there a problem with the patient?"
The nurse shook her head, glanced at the door of room 1314, and said, "Dr. Tang, could you please draw blood from the patient in this room?"
After speaking, the nurse lowered her head, realizing that making this request was inappropriate, as it was her job. There was a blood test order for room 1314 that morning that she needed to draw blood and send it for testing, but having just received the fierce examination of patient 1314, she dared not go in.
Tang Junyao didn't really want to go in, after all, they had just had an unpleasant conversation, but when she saw the nurse's pitiful little eyes, she softened. "I'll go to the restroom first, and give me the things later. This is a one-time thing." She couldn't just not do it because she was afraid; she had no obligation to help her all the time.
After using the restroom, she took the equipment from the service desk and opened the door, only to be greeted by a pungent cloud of smoke that made it difficult for her to breathe, even though she was a smoker.
Helpless, she withdrew again, took out a mask from her pocket, put it on, held her breath, her beautiful brows furrowed, and glared at the man on the bed with dissatisfaction through the mist.
Because of the thick smoke, Tang Junyao couldn't see her face clearly when she came in.
She sighed and closed the door behind her. She then opened all the windows in the ward, but the windows in the wards on higher floors were only slightly open and could not be fully opened, so the smoke dissipated very slowly.
The smoke dissipated a little in the wind, and when he saw who it was, Ji Hancheng, like a student caught doing something wrong, quickly put out his cigarette, but in this situation, it was a bit like burying his head in the sand.
Xu Mingkai was overjoyed at the sight. Sure enough, it was the young mistress who had to deal with him. He almost got himself killed here. He was feeling incredibly bitter.
Tang Junyao paused for a moment, looking at the man's unnecessary action, and once again looked down at him with a not-so-friendly tone, "Young Master Ji, are you planning to self-immolate or ascend to immortality?"
Caught red-handed, Ji Hancheng panicked a little when he met her disapproving gaze. When did he become so timid? He explained in a low voice, "I'm not smoking anymore, I just had a craving and smoked a few."
Xu Mingkai thought to himself: "Brother, how many did you smoke? That's almost two packs. I'm afraid you'll smoke yourself to death and take me with you when you leave."
Tang Junyao didn't want to dwell on his lame excuse, maintaining her composed, physician's demeanor as she asked, "Right hand or left hand?"
"Left hand." Then he obediently handed her his hand.
She reached out her slender hand, attached the device to his arm, patted his vein, and the needle pierced the blood vessel. Instantly, bright red blood filled the transparent container.
The moment her cold fingers touched his skin, his chest felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he couldn't utter a single word. The tingling sensation in his body reminded him that this was the feeling he had longed for. Without saying a word, his burning gaze remained fixed on her delicate and exquisite face.
I just hope I can smoke a little more so she can stay a little longer.
After drawing blood, Tang Junyao placed a cotton ball on his arm, her tone less than friendly, "Keep it on."
He obediently did as she said. When Tang Junyao turned to leave, he did not try to stop her. He just stared blankly at her departing figure, resolute and without hesitation. The feeling of wanting to see her but not being able to was suffocating him.
Some people say that hospitals are unlucky places, filled with sadness, despair, and even the aura of death. If someone asks you where you are and you say you are in the hospital, their first impression will be, "Are you sick?"
Hospitals often give people a bad first impression, and some people even have a restrictive mindset that they should avoid going to the hospital if they can avoid it.
But hospitals are also places where new life is welcomed, where there is anticipation, joy, and excitement.
In the afternoon, the operating room of the Imperial Hospital was filled with neurosurgeons, orthopedic surgeons, and obstetricians and gynecologists, all of whom were undergoing a heart-wrenching surgery.
There were two groups of people standing outside the operating room. It was clear that one group was from the woman's side and the other from the man's side, and the two groups were not on friendly terms.
The nurse at the door nervously carried the blood bag inside, her face tense.
A physically and mentally exhausting five-hour surgery was completed thanks to everyone's efforts. The pregnant woman was saved, but she did not regain consciousness and was at risk of becoming a vegetable.
As soon as the doctors stepped out of the operating room, they heard an argument outside the door.
A woman adorned with gold and silver was cursing at another woman dressed plainly, "Look at your daughter! My son just went out for a fling, why are you making such a fuss? Now look what's happened, he's in the hospital. What bad luck!"
The woman, dressed in ordinary clothes, was not to be outdone. "Your family has always thought that our daughter is marrying above her station, but I said before that we didn't want to marry above our station. It was your son who insisted on marrying her, not my daughter. You swore you would treat her well, but after only a few years, you've started domestic violence against her. She was pregnant, how could you do that?"
She continued, "So what if we found out she's having a girl? Do you think my daughter didn't know your son cheated on her during her pregnancy? She just didn't expose him because of her pride and kept putting up with it. Who knew it would end like this? We're not trying to climb up to you. You can get a divorce once she wakes up, but we're not afraid of anyone with nothing to lose. We won't let this go."
After saying that, she leaned against what was probably the patient's father, tears streaming down her face, and kept sobbing.
The woman, adorned in gold and silver, was about to continue her tirade when her son stopped her, saying, "Mom, I was wrong. It was an accident. I didn't really mean to hit her."
"If you didn't really want to hit her, would she be injured this badly? You should get a divorce."
Upon hearing that the woman's parents were divorced, they were overjoyed and rattled off a long list of things, including returning the betrothal gifts. The pregnant woman was still inside waiting for the anesthesia to wear off, while outside, the noise was deafening.
The head of surgery couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "What are you doing? Do you think this hospital is a vegetable market? If you want to argue, go outside. This is a hospital."
The arguing people immediately fell silent. The man adorned with gold and silver gave the other a disdainful look, while the man in designer clothes scratched his head in frustration and squatted in the corner.
Su Xue had been standing on the sidelines watching for several minutes, her heart itching to go forward and help. But as soon as she lifted her foot, her best friend pulled her back and dragged her away.
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