Chapter 611

"No more."

Ji Yunan hangs up and dials Shisheng's mobile phone number as he goes out, but no one answers.

The brow center heavily twisted for a while, changed to dial another number, "the car drives over."

Before long, a black car stopped in front of him. The door of the cab opened. A muscular man in a black T-shirt and trousers got out of the car, quickly walked around the front of the car and opened the door of the rear seat.

This aura is not owned by a normal driver.

Even the police who kept order turned around and looked at them more.

Ji Yunan got on the bus, pressed the pain of eyebrows and canthus, reported the address of the hospital.

The driver looked in the rearview mirror and made sure that the people who were hiding in the dark to protect Ji Yunan had got on the car and got in place. Then he started the car slowly.

They are bodyguards, usually responsible for hiding in the dark to protect the safety of Ji Yunan.

……

hospital.

As soon as the car stopped, Ji Yunan pushed the door and got out of the car.

Bodyguard:“

For so many years, apart from Ji Yunnan driving himself, I have never seen him open the car door by himself.

The man walked in the direction of the waiting hall, in a hurry, but not in a mess, as always leisurely.

He went to the doctor's desk and said, "where is the patient from the accident just now?"

Men's strong and turbulent atmosphere instantly spread all over the hall of the whole hospital.

The nurse kind of trembled and pointed out a direction, "in the operating room, the 25th floor of the No. 1 inpatient department."

Ji Yunan nodded, walked two steps and turned back, the light of eyes swept the nurse's face, "you lead the way."

He had a private doctor. He didn't use it in the hospital when he was not dying. He came to the hospital once when he was seven years old. However, he didn't know how to get to the inpatient department and where the No. 1 inpatient department was when he was all in a daze.

The nurse took him to the first floor of inpatient department. "Sir, the operating room is on the 25th floor. You can see it when you get out of the elevator."

Ji Yunan took out a one hundred dollar bill from his wallet and handed it to her: "tip."

The nurse happily took the money, staring at Ji Yunan's back, her eyes shining, she had never seen such a generous man, the tip is 100.

……

25th floor.

As soon as the elevator opened, Ji Yunan saw a row of family members waiting in the corridor. He couldn't get into the operating room, and there was no nurse or doctor outside for him to ask.

He walked a few steps along the crowded road and looked up at the red light above the operating room.

The lamp is dazzling red.

It's like blood.

A little bit stabbed into his dark eyes, abruptly split the deep and bottomless black, strong penetration.

Ji Yunan fidgetily took out a cigarette box from his suit pocket and took out a cigarette to hold between his lips.

The lighter crackled.

The blue light of the fire set off the cool chill in his eyes, more and more long.

He lowered his head and went closer, but it suddenly occurred to him that this was a hospital and smoking was forbidden.

After a pause of two seconds, he threw the lighter, put out the fire, rubbed the cigarette butt, threw it into the garbage can, and scolded: "what the hell are you breaking the rules?"

Without nicotine, Ji Yunan's handsome face became more and more gloomy, and his slender fingers played with the lid of the metal lighter.

Open, close.

Open and close.

Over and over again.

Although there are many people outside the operating room, it's very quiet. Everyone's heart is tense. Even his words are whispering, which makes the weak voice very clear and abrupt.

……

In a few minutes.

The door of the operating room opened, and a young woman in a nurse's uniform came out from inside. "Is the family member of the woman who had the accident just sent by the traffic police here?"

The nurse's clothes were all bloodstained, not speckled, but splashed with ink.

It's scary to watch.

The word "traffic accident" stuck into Ji Yunan's mind like a hard steel needle. He didn't even have time to think about it. He had already stepped across the crowd.

The corners of his lips were tight, "I am."

The nurse looked up and down at Ji Yunan, "the patient's head was seriously injured, three ribs were broken and penetrated the lung. Now he has serious blood loss and needs emergency blood transfusion. However, the patient is a rare Rh negative blood type, which is not available in the hospital blood bank. It's too late to adjust from the central blood bank. Is there any one of your family members with this blood type?".

Ji Yunan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his thin lips were a little white.