Master Jiu's little sweetheart is a bit fierce

After calling the assistant, Wen Tingyi unconsciously tightened his hand on the steering wheel. His mind was always thinking about Tang Wan sitting outside the operating room door, nervous and anxious...

That look clearly shows that he cares about the people in the operating room.

He always felt that Logan was hiding something from him, so he called his assistant to check Logan's information.

His car was driving slowly on the asphalt road, the traffic light jumped red, Wen Tingyi slowly stopped the car at the intersection.

Opening the window, a gust of cool wind rushed in.

His slender fingers tapped on the edge of the car window, his eyes wandered out of the window, thinking about something.

Seeming to be a little irritable, he took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, took out the lighter and lit it.

He breathed smoke out of the car window one after another. Under the smog, those deep eyes were faintly shining with a cold light, his eyes were distracted, and he didn't know where to look.

At this moment, the phone rang, and he just flicked the cigarette ash. He picked up the phone and saw that it was the assistant calling back.

Immediately pressed to answer, the voice said indifferently: "Have you checked all the information about Tang Wan?"

There was a voice flipping through the documents, and then he answered.

"It's all been checked. During the five years abroad, Ms. Tang has been in the entertainment circle, and she is still a little famous in the circle."

Hearing that Tang Wan was in the entertainment industry abroad, Wen Tingyi couldn't help frowning.

The assistant on the other end of the phone couldn't see that Wen Tingyi's face had changed, and then said: "Although Ms. Tang is well-known abroad, but when she returns to China, she is at best an [-]th-tier starlet and doesn't make money."

"It's hard to support yourself if you don't have a lot of money."

Wen Tingyi's face gradually became gloomy, and he reached out to pick up the collar of his shirt with a somewhat impatient tone.

"Is there anyone close to you?"

The assistant replied: "Basically not, it's very average."

"If there are, the only ones who get close are those rich people. It's a bit time-consuming to find out. People who come into contact with the entertainment industry are a mixed bag."

Wen Ting exhaled heavily, with a very disdainful tone.

"What kind of life is worthy of a person like her!"

Wen Tingyi hung up the phone and turned on the music in the car.

The music is high-pitched, shocking and emotional.

It turned out that it was sold out because it was too poor. No wonder it is so cheap, and it can still act and pretend.

As soon as the green light came on, Wen Tingyi's car slid out like a gust of wind, at an extremely fast speed.

At this time in the hospital, Tang Wan was still guarding outside the operating room, the chairs in the corridor were warmed by her, and there were fewer and fewer people passing by in the aisle, but she still couldn't hear any news about her daughter.

The more you wait, the more anxious you are.

At this moment, the phone in his hand vibrated twice.

Who would text her at this point?
She opened the screen unhurriedly, and it showed that it was a message from a friend abroad.

The first sentence of the bullet box is: Wanwan, someone is checking you, have you offended someone?
The second sentence of the bullet box is: Don't worry, I released the fake information you prepared in advance.

Tang Wan didn't unlock it and go in to reply to her friend's message, she just turned off the phone screen, closed her eyes tiredly, and leaned back in the armchair.

She knew that Wen Tingyi was investigating her, but she didn't have the energy to take care of it now, her mind was on her daughter, and she couldn't spare her hands.

Within 2 minutes of leaning down, the phone vibrated seven or eight times again, and it was still WeChat, which gave her a headache.

She rubbed the center of her brows, and flicked on the screen of her phone a little annoyed, it was still a message from a friend.

At a glance, she either asked about her daughter's physical condition, whether her son went to school, or some emotional gossip.All questions she didn't want to answer.

Tang Wan felt annoyed, turned off the screen, and threw the phone aside.

She didn't bother to pay attention to it, she wasn't in the mood to answer all kinds of questions from her friends at all.

Even though the phone was still "buzzing" on the chair next to her, Logan didn't bother to pay attention to it, so she just rang if she wanted to. Anyway, the corridor was quiet, and sitting here alone felt a bit lonely.

About two hours later, the door of the operating room opened with a "snap".

The trolley rolled out her daughter, and she quickly grabbed her phone and ran up to her.

She lay down next to her daughter, only to see her daughter sleeping peacefully, without a trace of blood on her face.

Tang Wan swallowed her dry throat distressedly, held her daughter's hand, tears slid down her eyes and onto the back of her daughter's hand, she finally saw her daughter.

How she wished her daughter could open her eyes and call her mommy.

When she was sad, the doctor touched her shoulder, and said a little tiredly: "The patient needs to go to the intensive care unit to install the equipment. Please cooperate with the family members. Don't delay our time. It is already very late."

Logan sniffed, and looked at the doctor with teary eyes.

She was just too worried about her daughter and wanted to find out.

"Doctor, how is my daughter? Is everything okay?"

The doctor wiped the sweat from his face, he was very tired after staying in it for so long.

"Let's talk about it later, please step aside now and don't hinder our work."

Concerned about it, Tang Wan waited for a long time and still didn't hear the exact situation of her daughter, and felt a little crazy.

"not me,"

"I just want to know what's going on with my daughter going in for so long?"

"I was waiting outside very anxiously, I..."

The doctor didn't have the patience to listen to her too much and pulled her away.

Logan was pulled away by the doctor, watching her daughter gradually move away from her on the trolley.

Logan wiped away her tears, and ran after her.

When they chased to the door of the intensive care unit, several doctors had already sent their daughter to the intensive care unit. Once the door of the intensive care unit was closed, Tang Wan could only lie on the glass door of the intensive care unit and watch.

She watched the thick and long tubes being inserted into her daughter's thin body, and the instrument display next to her immediately jumped up with red, green and green lines, but the daughter on the bed didn't even frown, sleeping like that serene.

Across a door, Tang Wan could only look at her daughter from a distance, if so, she was content, if her daughter was well, then she could do anything.

At this time, a doctor came over: "Ms. Tang, please go to the office to check the patient's condition."

Logan immediately responded and followed.

In the office, as soon as she sat on the bench, the doctor handed her some information and told her about her daughter's condition.

She can't quite understand the materials, but she can understand the doctor's description of her daughter's condition.

The more she listened, the more flustered she became, the hand holding the documents was so tight that she even tore the paper.

"Doctor, why can my daughter wake up?"

The doctor replied: "It depends."

"Then my daughter's illness..."

At this moment, the doctor's face became serious, and he looked at her seriously, with a hint of sympathy in his tone.

"Miss Tang, to be honest, your daughter's situation is not optimistic, and her life may be in danger at any time. You must be prepared."