The beautiful wife of the president

"Miss, please step aside.『.#" The nurse helped her off Ji Weiyang, and the paramedics neatly carried Ji Weiyang onto the ambulance on a stretcher.

The sound of fire trucks shook the eardrums, making people shudder.In the car, Ji Weiyang lay flat on the mobile bed, his face was covered with oxygen, and all indicators were unstable.Zhanyan sat beside him, holding his hand tightly, her eyes fixed on him.

In front of the operating room, their tightly clasped hands were forced to separate.Zhanyan sat paralyzed on a bench beside him, staring blankly at the surgical lamp above his head.

Zhanyan felt that her vision was becoming more and more blurred. She erased it vigorously with the back of her hand, and her vision finally became clear, but the dazzling operating light was still on.

The sound of hurried footsteps came from the other end of the corridor, from far to near.Ji Bocheng and Luo Meihui came in a hurry, and General Ji was still wearing a neat suit, so it could be seen that he came directly from the army.

Luo Meihui came to Zhanyan, and without saying a word, raised her hand and slapped her.Zhanyan bit her lips tightly, tears welling in her eyes, but she didn't argue, and Luo Meihui saw it in her eyes, so she naturally thought that she was guilty.

"Meihui, what are you doing?" Ji Bocheng pulled his wife away.At this time, his complexion was also very ugly. The Ji family knew that the old man loved the third child the most, and the third child was the one who valued him the most.

"Ask her, is it wronged me to slap her? Weiyang is my son. I know his temperament best. Weiyang's accident is inseparable from her." Luo Meihui's arms trembled slightly, which can be seen just now. How strong is the strength on Yan's face.

"I'm sorry, Mom and Dad, I'm sorry, it's all my fault..." Zhanyan choked up, tears streaming down her red and swollen cheeks.She simply blamed herself for all the crimes.

"Now is not the time to pursue these matters. How is Weiyang?" Ji Bocheng asked solemnly.Zhanyan shook his head blankly.

After five long hours, the lights in the operating room were finally turned off. The doctor came out of the operating room and took off the blue sterile mask on his face.

"Doctor, how is my son?" Luo Meihui asked nervously.

"It is out of danger, and it can be transferred to the general ward after 24 hours of observation in the intensive care unit."

"Thank goodness, Weiyang is fine at last." Luo Meihui's palm rested on her heart, and her eyes were wet.

Ji Weiyang observed in the intensive care unit for two days, but found no abnormality, and was quickly transferred to the high-ranking ward.Zhanyan stayed by his side every step of the way, almost neither eating nor sleeping.

On the hospital bed, Ji Weiyang was sleeping peacefully, with cold mechanical instruments still plugged into his body, and the numbers on the computer screen kept beating, showing that his condition was fairly stable.Zhanyan buried her face in his palm, cold tears fell on his palm.

There is a kind of love in this world called perfection, Zhanyan thought that as long as she let him and Lu Anqi be together, he would be happy.She didn't know why things turned out the way they were now, and she couldn't understand his mind more and more.

"Zhanyan!" With a slamming sound on the door, Du Xiaomo angrily pushed the door open, stepped forward and grabbed Zhanyan's arm.

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