My wife is squeamish

Chapter 779 Rescue
After Gong Zhan received the news, he went to the hospital immediately.

The lights in the operating room were on, and Ada and Bellamy were sitting against the wall at the door. Bellamy's eyes were red, as if she had cried.

Hess was there too, sitting on a bench next to him in a white shirt with the front red with blood.

A few soldiers in uniform stood in the corridor.

Gun in hand.

Gong Zhan stepped forward in two steps, and asked in an almost sullen voice, "How's it going?"

If you look closely, you can still see his hands trembling slightly.

"The doctor is still in the rescue. Anzhi has bled a lot. When he was sent, he was already in shock." Hess clenched his fists tightly, "I've sent someone to adjust the monitoring."

"I'm sorry, young master, it's my fault, I should be more vigilant." Ada stood straight in front of Gong Zhan, with her head bowed.

After finding An Zhi, she fell into a deep guilt. She felt that it was her fault, and she had the first time to look for it.

If she could have found her sooner, perhaps nothing would have happened.

Gong Zhan's cold gaze met her guilt-ridden eyes, and he said in a cold tone, "She is dead, you will be buried with her."

"Yes." Ada nodded without thinking.

Bellamy stood aside, looking at Gong Zhan, who had a stern face and exuded a cold aura all over his body.

His shoulders flinched unconsciously, but he still mustered up his courage and said, "It's not like this, it's my fault. I should have gone to buy water with her. If she didn't come back, I should go find her."

"It's okay, Bellamy, it's not your fault." Hess stood up, hugged Bellamy who was crying in a mess, and comforted her, "No one expected such a thing to happen."

Time passed little by little.

The lights in the operating room were still on.

During the period, the nurse came out twice and ran in with bags of blood.

She ran very fast, in a hurry.

They didn't even dare to stop her to ask about the situation, for fear of delaying the time.

I can only wait patiently.

An hour later, Mo Tingyu ran over with a few doctors in white coats. When he received the news, he immediately went to find someone.

He stood at the door panting, obviously running here, "These are all brain experts, how is An Zhi?"

"The doctor is still inside." Gong Zhan seemed haggard for a moment, his eyes were bloodshot, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.

"Okay, you guys go in." Mo Tingyu turned around and said to several experts who were also panting and sweating.

This hospital is also under his name.

As the dean, he can arrange doctors to go in at will.

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They waited quietly outside the door for more than three hours.

No one spoke.

It should be said that no one wanted to speak.

Waiting is the most tormenting thing in the world.

Hess went out and smoked two cigarettes. He is not a pipe smoker, but he would smoke a few when he was anxious.

"Gong Zhan, have you called An Zhi's parents yet?" Mo Tingyu couldn't sit still, if he wasn't afraid of disturbing the doctors inside.

He wanted to rush in and see the situation.

With nothing else to do, he could only find a topic to relieve his anxiety and worry.

Gong Zhan closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, "No, they are just researchers, and they won't help An Zhi's injury."

Therefore, there is no need to add to their troubles.

Researching the antidote for An Zhi has consumed a lot of their minds, and now is the critical moment.

Anzhi's test results haven't come out yet, and they still have a lot of things to do.

(End of this chapter)