trap rose

Pei Zhiyao was shocked.

"You said there was a car accident in Wenmian? I'll be there right away!" Pei Zhiyao was very nervous.

The phone in Pei Zhiyao's hand seemed to be hot to the touch. His eyes widened and he couldn't believe what he just heard. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if it was about to jump out of his chest, and a strong uneasiness enveloped him.

"You said Wen Mian was in a car accident? Where is she now?" Pei Zhiyao's voice was trembling. He clutched the phone tightly, as if he wanted to get more information from the other end.

"She is in the emergency room of the People's Hospital. Her condition is serious. Please come over as soon as possible." The medical staff on the other end of the phone sounded serious.

Pei Zhiyao hung up the phone, his palms already soaked. He hurried through the halls and headed toward the parking lot with unsteady steps. His mind was in chaos, and the scene of Wen Mian's car accident flashed through him like a movie.

The phrase "Wen Mian was in a car accident" kept echoing in his mind, as if an invisible heavy hammer was constantly beating his heart.

He stood up hurriedly, his steps staggering a little, as if he had lost his direction. He kept pacing, Wen Mian's smile and their every detail flashed in his mind. His hands began to tremble slightly and his breathing became rapid.

He quickly grabbed the car keys, rushed out of the house, started the car and sped away.

He grasped the steering wheel tightly with his hands, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the car rushed out like an arrow.

The sound of the wheels rolling seemed to tell his anxiety and worry. He had only one thought in his mind: rush to the People's Hospital as soon as possible.

Along the way, he kept urging himself to calm down, even though his inner uneasiness surged like a tidal wave.

Red lights, green lights, every intersection were like obstacles. He waited anxiously, hoping to reach his destination as soon as possible.

Finally, the hospital door came into view. He hurried into the emergency room and was greeted by the pungent smell of disinfectant, which made him even more nervous. He eagerly asked about Wen Mian's situation, and every word made his heart beat faster.

At this moment, he truly felt his love and care for Wen Mian.

When he saw Wen Mian lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed and his face pale, his heart hurt as if it was being torn apart. Her body was covered with bandages, and she was surrounded by the harsh sound of instruments and the nervous and busy figures of medical staff.

In front of the emergency room of the hospital, Pei Zhiyao hurried in. His palms were soaked and his steps were unsteady.

"Where is Wen Mian?" he asked nervously.

"She is in the operating room. The specific situation needs to wait until the operation is over." A nurse replied.

Pei Zhiyao felt that his legs were a little weak. He held the wall and took a few deep breaths, trying to keep himself calm.

The door to the operating room was closed, and he could only wait anxiously outside. Time seemed to be stretched out, and every second was filled with tension and uneasiness.

"Wen Mian, you must come through," he choked and said, "I'm waiting for you here, you must hold on."

Time seemed to become extremely long, and every second seemed like torture. He prayed silently, hoping that Wen Mian would be safe and sound.

Medical staff kept coming in and out, and the seriousness and solemnity on their faces made Pei Zhiyao's heart sink to the bottom.

He could only stay by Wen Mian's bedside silently, using his presence to bring her a little strength.

Finally, the door to the operating room slowly opened, and the doctor walked out with a tired but serious face.

Pei Zhiyao immediately came forward and asked nervously: "Doctor, how is she?"