To My Dear Mr. Huo

As soon as these words came out, Su Chenghui couldn't stand anymore. Will Xiang Caiping be paralyzed? He looked at the doctor nervously, for fear that he would tell a very bad result.

"Paralysis should not be. But for a long time to come, the patient is only afraid that the lumbar spine will no longer be able to exert force. He will spend it in a wheelchair."

The doctor knew the worries of the family members: "Rehabilitation is good in the later stage. It will not affect the movement. Just be careful. After all, you are not young. If the rehabilitation is not good in the later stage, I am afraid that the root cause of the disease will fall."

"Okay. We must pay attention." Huo Jinyao began to plan to hire a professional nurse, as well as a nutritionist and a rehabilitation therapist.

"When the patient was in a car accident, he fell to his head. We have checked and found no intracranial hemorrhage except for the concussion. It should be fine. The most serious thing is the hemorrhage caused by the rupture of the spleen. The patient also passed due to hemorrhage. She suffered several shocks during the operation. After the operation, we have repaired her ruptured spleen. However, her body is weak due to heavy bleeding, and it will take some time to recover.”

"Good doctor, that means she has no other problems now, does she?"

"Not for the time being, the patient's anesthesia has not yet returned, you can ask us to give her a detailed examination when she wakes up."

After all, head injuries can be big or small. Although they have been checked, the results will not be known until the person wakes up.

"Thank you doctor."

Huo Jinyao took care of the next thing with all his might. Don't let Su Chenghui touch it at all.

When Su Qingsang arrived at the hospital, Xiang Caiping had already entered the ward and settled down. And Huo Jinyao was sitting not far from the hospital bed.

There is still a laptop in front of him, and a pile of reports and documents next to him, which seems to be very busy.

And Yang Wenchang stood behind her, holding several documents in his hand, obviously waiting for Huo Jinyao to sign.

"Jin Yao?"

"My wife." Seeing her coming, Huo Jinyao stood up immediately. Su Qingsang didn't look at him, but rushed to the hospital bed.

"How is my mother? How is she?"

Xiang Caiping's face was pale, lying motionless on the bed. Su Qingsang's eyes were red, she really wished that she was the one who got into the car accident.

Huo Jinyao signed all the documents in his hand, handed them to Yang Wenchang, and signaled him to go out first.

After Yang Wenchang left with the documents, he stepped forward and stood in front of Su Qingsang.

"Your mother is fine for now."

Huo Jinyao knew what she was thinking, and repeated what the doctor said: "The situation is like this, the anesthetic has not been withdrawn yet. In addition, he lost a lot of blood before, so he may not wake up until tomorrow."

"Excessive blood loss? Have you received a blood transfusion?"

"I lost, lost 600 CC."

"Six hundred?" Su Qingsang looked at Xiang Caiping with distressed eyes: "What about now? Are you all right now?"

"That's right. Post-rehabilitation is very important." Huo Jinyao didn't intend to hide it from her, and told Xiang Caiping's lumbar spine problem again.

Su Qingsang blamed herself: "It's all my fault. At that time in Rongcheng, I should have paid more attention. I shouldn't have come back when my mother asked me to take care of her. What if she got sick?"

"Don't worry. It'll be fine." Huo Jinyao held her hand tightly: "You didn't know her identity at that time, did you? Besides, we invited the best rehabilitation therapist and the best doctor to treat her .I'm sure it'll be all right."

Su Qingsang didn't speak, but nodded vigorously.

Huo Jinyao squeezed her hand, only to realize that it was cold. Some distressed, but also some helpless. He squeezed her hand tightly and put it in his arms.

"Hands are so cold, didn't you turn on the air conditioner when Wenchang went to pick you up?"

"It's open." Su Qingsang shook his head, his eyes still on Xiang Caiping: "I'm just not stable."

Huo Jinyao stopped talking, Su Qingsang was in a bad mood, so he opened the car window to breathe. But her hands and face will be chilled by the wind.

Stretching out his hand, he hugged her body into his arms, and he hugged her tightly, very hard.

"Wife. You don't need to be restless, you are not alone. There is also me."

Su Qingsang didn't look up, her face was still pressed against his chest. He looked at Xiang Caiping.

"Tell me, why is my mother so miserable?"

In the first half of my life, my lover was robbed and separated from my own flesh and blood. In the second half of my life, I finally thought that I could enjoy some blessings. But something like this happened again.

"Huo Jinyao, I really would rather be the one who got into a car accident, then—"

"Wife." Huo Jinyao suddenly supported her by the shoulder and asked her to look into his eyes: "Don't say such things."

"..." Su Qingsang stared at him blankly, Huo Jinyao's expression was quite serious and serious: "Your mother is very important to you, but you are also very important to me."

Su Qingsang bit her lip, couldn't find her own voice for a long time, finally nodded lightly: "I see."

"Honey, I hope you understand. You can call me selfish, or call me cold-blooded and ruthless. But I'm really glad that you weren't the one who had the accident. "

Otherwise, Huo Jinyao couldn't guarantee whether he would do something crazy or not.

Su Qingsang was startled by his expression, and her restless heart became much more peaceful again.

Stretching out her arms to hug Huo Jinyao, she looked at Xiang Caiping, who had a pale face and said, "Huo Jinyao, I won't say that anymore. I just hope my mother is okay now."

"Don't worry, you'll be fine."

hope so. Su Qingsang closed her eyes. It was a very happy and happy thing to exchange and study in Songcheng for more than a week.

After all, I can exchange ideas and learn from so many seniors. But now that joy has turned into self-blame.

She was very regretful and annoyed. If she had known earlier, she would not have gone to Song City.

If she didn't go, Xiang Caiping might not have an accident. Su Qingsang thought of this, let go of his hand suddenly, and took a step back to look at Huo Jinyao.

"By the way, where is the person who hit my mother? Where is he?"

Huo Jinyao frowned, thinking of what to say.

"What's wrong? Escaped? Didn't catch anyone?"

In Songcheng, Su Qingsang only heard Huo Jinyao say that Xiang Caiping was hit by a car, but he didn't say anything about being hit by a car or by whom.

"I have already sent that person to the traffic police brigade." Huo Jinyao's voice was flat, thinking of Su Peizhen, he decided to tell her about it.

"In fact, your mother's car accident has something to do with that person's speed. But the person who caused her car accident cannot be completely blamed on that person."

"What do you mean?" Su Qingsang suddenly became nervous.

In the end, Huo Jinyao didn't hide anything, and told Su Pei the truth.

He said it objectively, just now when Xiang Caiping's operation was over, he also had someone adjust the monitoring.

And just before Su Qingsang came back, he had already seen her. Everything on the monitor is invisible. It is also more intuitive to tell him what happened.

Third watch.