Chapter 101 My dad is a pink guy (40)
As soon as Lu Lichao opened his eyes the next day, the smile on his lips did not fade away.
He gently pulled out his arm, and when he was halfway out, his breath suddenly became stagnant.
"Tang Tang?"
The little girl next to him was breathing so weakly that she almost stopped. Lu Lichao rolled out of bed like crazy, picked up Jiang Tang and rushed out.
The butler carrying the milk was so frightened that he almost dropped the plate in his hand.
I saw a figure flash in front of me, and the housekeeper saw that his boss had arrived downstairs with someone in his arms.
The boss didn't even have time to change clothes. He was standing at the door in pajamas, bare feet and messy hair.
"Prepare the car!"
The man's roar was a little trembling. When the housekeeper saw this, the seventy-year-old man threw his legs and ran to the phone and called Dr. Zhao.
"Hey...Old Zhao...go to the hospital quickly, hurry, something seems to have happened to the lady!"
In the car, Lu Lichao was holding the girl in his arms, his hands trembling a little.
The fair face was bruised from suffocation, the lips were white, the eyes were closed, and the curled eyelashes were motionless. If Lu Lichao hadn't been able to feel Jiang Tang's heart beating, he would have even suspected...
No!
No!
The man's lips trembled slightly.
"Quick! Speed up!!"
After driving all the way, before the driver could open the door, Lu Lichao had already rushed into the hospital with someone in his arms. The driver stared at the boss in shock as he ran barefoot, his legs trembling slightly.
While racing all the way just now, he could clearly feel the manic and angry aura of his boss. If he was not careful, he suspected that his boss would shoot him.
The lights in the hospital emergency room were turned on, and Dr. Zhao rushed over.
The cardiologist has entered the emergency room. Outside the door, a tall figure is sitting on a chair, bent over, head lowered, and his back is gloomy.
Dr. Zhao stepped forward and patted Lu Lichao's arm gently. "It's okay, you have to believe Tangtang."
Lu Lichao slowly raised his head.
Only then did Dr. Zhao see his face, and the next second his heart skipped a beat.
Lu Lichao's eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes, and they were frighteningly red.
He has been with the man in front of him for more than ten years. Ever since he became Mr. Lu, he has never been so embarrassed.
Wrinkled pajamas, messy hair, bare feet, and blue stubble on his chin.
Dr. Zhao sighed deeply.
He already knew yesterday that the child was not a descendant of the Lu family. From yesterday to this morning, he was still worried about Lu Lichao's attitude towards Jiang Tang.
Now it seems that he doesn't have to worry. Lu Lichao values Jiang Tang more than his own life.
This point has not changed at all.
When the red light in the operating room turned on, five hours had passed.
Lu Lichao stood up hurriedly and remained motionless for five hours. Doctor Zhao almost thought that the person next to him had turned into a stone statue.
When Ken, the attending doctor, came out, he rubbed his shoulders tiredly.
"Mr. Lu, your daughter's life is not in danger for the time being, but she will need to be hospitalized for observation in the future."
Lu Lichao nodded and followed into the operating room. Jiang Tang was still in a coma. Under the blue surgical cloth, a small face was as pale as paper. Lu Lichao gently picked up her hand and held it tightly, his tall body trembling slightly.
That night, Lu Lichao called Dr. Ken and Dr. Zhao in front of him. The two doctors looked at each other in confusion. The man sitting opposite lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking. The low and depressing atmosphere made people breathless.
Doctors are used to seeing people living, old, sick and dying, but the emotion of the person in front of them was so intense and strong that it made them feel heavy.
(End of chapter)