Mengbao came to the door: Dad is uglier than you

The woman came back to her senses after jumping a few steps, couldn't help but patted her chest, and muttered in a low voice, "Such a handsome guy has such a bad temper, his face is like ice."

Hawthorne just heard this muttering, and the smile that had disappeared suddenly rose again.

But she only raised half of her smile when she felt a cold arrow-like gaze looking towards her, which was obviously from the Leng Buddha next to her.

Hawthorne immediately covered his smile, and sat upright solemnly.

After a while, she felt the phone vibrate, picked it up and took a look.

[Xing Chenyou sent a message. 】

Hawthorne pursed his lips and opened it to look.

--come over.

Hawthorne typed like flying fingers——The handsome guy has such a bad temper, I'm afraid I'll freeze to death.

The phone vibrated again, Hawthorne clicked on it to check - are you sure you can't come?

It was obviously a few ordinary words, but Hawthorne felt as if she heard a voice. Not only did she hear the voice, but she also seemed to see someone's face, and she could also predict what might happen next.

For example, using this to threaten things about Little Xingxing.

Hawthorne's fingers holding the phone were stiff.

Count him hard!
Huo Sang put the phone away, stood up and moved to sit next to Xing Chenyou, after that, her phone didn't vibrate again, and Xing Chenyou didn't speak again.

The time passed by every minute and every second. For Hawthorne, it was like a year.

Finally, the lights in one of the operating rooms were dimmed. Hawthorne stood up suddenly and walked towards the operating room. She was even a little excited, and she almost thought that she cared about Xing Zhengqing.

Xing Boyan glanced at Huo Sang, and when he saw the expression on her face, a smile appeared on her face.

Soon the doctor pushed the bed out, and Hawthorne hurriedly took a step forward, but just before he spoke, he realized that his two sons were here, what could be wrong with her!
"Doctor, how is my father?"

"The situation is not very good." The doctor's tone couldn't tell what mood he was in.

The doctor's assistant and the nurse pushed the bed to the ward, while the surgeon, Xing Chenyou and Xing Boyan walked behind him side by side.

"Mr. Xing had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, and then he was hit by a car accident. There were blood clots in his brain. Although the situation was under control, it was not very good. By the way, did he have a sudden cerebral hemorrhage or the car accident first? "

The doctor's tone was serious.

Xing Boyan looked at Huo Sang, and Xing Chenyou's body leaned indistinctly towards Huo Sang, blocking his gaze.

"Well, he passed out first, probably because of a sudden cerebral hemorrhage at that time, and then encountered a car accident on the way to the hospital." Hawthorne quickly answered the doctor's words.

"It's a good thing you put on your seat belt, otherwise..." the doctor nodded and said.

The three of them went to Xing Zhengqing's ward together. At this moment, Xing Zhengqing had been carried to the hospital bed, and all the instruments were plugged in.

Hawthorne glanced at Xing Chenyou who hadn't said a word.

The chief surgeon was still instructing the next precautions and other things, and he left after explaining everything.

This hospital is not Nan Shaochen's Nan's private hospital, but a public hospital.

"Brother, do you want to go through the transfer procedure?" Xing Boyan looked at Xing Chenyou.

Xing Chenyou looked at Xing Zhengqing, who was unable to move on the hospital bed and closed his eyes tightly, and couldn't see the expression on his face.

"You arrange."

Xing Boyan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard these three words.

Hawthorne felt that it was useless to stay here, "Just watch, I'll go out to see how the eldest sister is doing."

She stayed in the hospital because of that kind sister Zhao, if it wasn't for her, she would have left when Xing Boyan and Xing Chenyou came.

Neither Xing Chenyou nor Xing Boyan stopped her.

After Hawthorne left, the ward fell silent.

The wards of the public hospital are very tight, crowded and small. Except for Xing Zhengqing, there are people lying on the other three wards in this ward, and their family members are also with them.

At first everyone was talking and laughing, but since Xing Chenyou and Xing Boyan came in, they gradually lost their voices.

"What a coincidence."

Xing Chenyou finally opened his mouth, and the first sentence was these four words.

Xing Boyan raised his brows, then lowered them heavily, and then smiled, "Yeah, what a coincidence, luckily I met Huo Sang, otherwise, Dad doesn't know what will happen."

"Is it?"

Xing Chenyou turned his eyes to look at Xing Boyan, the smile on his stern face made people feel creepy.

The same ward was very quiet, so they could hear the conversation between Xing Chenyou and Xing Boyan clearly.

But even though they could hear clearly, they couldn't understand what they were saying at all.

After Hawthorne came out of the ward, he just saw Miss Zhao pushed out in the operating room, and she quickly chased after her.

"Doctor, how is Miss Zhao?"

The doctor took a look at her, "The ribs were broken, and the hand was broken. Fortunately, the ribs didn't poke into the internal organs. There was some internal bleeding and concussion."

When Hawthorne heard that his ribs were all broken, he was a little worried, "Can you recover?"

"It's okay to take good care of your body."

Hawthorne breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you her family?"

"...I'm not, I'm just... a passerby."

"..."

"It's okay, I've paid all the medical expenses, I'll take care of it next time, and I'll contact her family."

Hearing that Hawthorne said that all the medical expenses had been paid, the doctor was obviously relieved, nodded, said some precautions, pushed Sister Zhao to the ward and left.

When the nurse gave Sister Zhao an infusion and an injection, Huo Sang found out the mobile phone in Sister Zhao's bag, rummaged through it, and called a phone number that was noted to be her husband.

The call was connected quickly, and there was a very irritable male voice on the phone, "Hello? What are you calling me at this time? I don't know I'm busy!"

Huo Sang was stunned for a moment, "Hello, are you the husband of Elder Sister Zhao? Elder Sister Zhao was in a car accident and she is in the hospital now, can you come over?"

The other end of the phone was also stunned for a moment, and then rushed over after asking which hospital he was in.

Hawthorne waited for half an hour, but the man didn't come. Instead, he heard that a man came to the emergency department, holding a baby boy who looked only a few months old and less than a year old in a panic. The doctor quarreled.

Because he wanted to guard Sister Zhao, Huo Sang didn't go anywhere, but couldn't help calling Sister Zhao's husband again.

But the phone didn't go through, and someone answered at the last moment. The male voice on the phone, which had been irritable before, was now full of crying, which shocked Hawthorne.

"Old Zhao, why did you have a car accident at this time! What about our Congcong! What about Congcong, whom we finally got!"

Hawthorne was dumbfounded.

At this time, Xing Chenyou came over.