Sweet wife is hard to spoil: Husband, I want to return it

Chapter 574 Life and Death Crisis 4
Wen Yitong immediately fell silent when he heard this.

The whole figure is like a deflated balloon sitting quietly in the co-pilot seat.

Her face was tight and expressionless, but there was an unconcealable sadness in her eyes.

Seeing him like this, Meng Shuya couldn't help showing distressed expression on her face.

Reached out and touched his head.

In just one night, her naughty but sensitive son seemed to have grown up a lot.

It's just that this growth came too fast, so fast that they were not ready yet.

On the way to the hospital by car, neither mother nor son spoke again.

The atmosphere was very tense along the way.

When they arrived at Mr. Feng's side, the inside was in chaos.

"The patient urgently needs transfusion of RH negative blood, who are you?"

Generally, hospitals with this blood type have very limited inventory, but three patients were sent here at once tonight.

Among the three patients, two were in urgent need of blood transfusion, and the hospital's originally sufficient stock became scarce in an instant.

The most important thing is that Shen Ruohuan's situation is in crisis.

Feng Lao transferred more than half of the blood stock in the hospital here at once, so that now Wen Ziyue's blood stock was short in an instant.

"I'm!"

Before Meng Shuya could speak, Wen Yitong raised his hand and stood up.

"is it okay?"

The nurse stretched out her hand to pull him away, but hesitated when she saw that he was just a child, and turned to look at Meng Shuya beside him.

"Is it the person who was sent in a car accident tonight?"

"Yes, Young Master Wen."

When the nurse heard her question, her eyes lit up immediately.

"Then you wait for him!"

Since it is my own family, there is no need to stop it.

Although Meng Shuya felt sorry for her son, she also knew that this moment was not the time to be selfish.

"Mom, then I'll go with her first!"

After Wen Yitong greeted her, he trotted away with the nurse.

Meng Shuya silently followed behind them.

After being in a coma for a day and a night, Wen Zongqi finally woke up from a burst of dizziness.

The dazzling light made him close his eyes subconsciously.

Old lady Wen's voice of surprise came from my ear.

"Son, are you awake? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"Yitong, your uncle is awake, go and call the doctor to check him up!"

In an instant, the quiet ward became lively.

The noise gave Wen Zongqi a headache.

The brows could not help but furrowed tightly.

"Mom, where is Ruohuan? How is she doing? Is the baby okay?"

Although the headache was severe, he still did not forget what happened before he fell into a coma.

He opened his eyes in a daze, only to see that everyone in the ward was unusually quiet as if they had pressed the pause button.

Such silence made him smell an unusual smell.

His face changed instantly.

Struggling to sit up from the bed.

"Zong Qi, what are you doing? Lie down quickly!"

Reaching out, he pushed his body back onto the bed.

Wen Zongqi held old lady Wen's hand backhand, "Mom, tell me, what happened to Ruohuan? Did something happen to the child?"

"Zongqi, your most important task right now is to get your health back quickly, and it won't be too late to talk about other things after you recover from illness!"

Seeing him like this, old lady Wen's eyes turned red instantly, and she tried to persuade him, resisting the urge to cry.

"No, I want to know what happened to her now!?"

Seeing their reaction, Wen Zongqi struggled to sit up from the bed.

"Zongqi, can you listen to Mom once?"

Seeing him like this, Mrs. Wen dared to tell him the truth.

"Since you don't say anything, I'll ask myself!"

Wen Zongqi lifted Mrs. Wen's hand away, resisting the pain in his body and was about to sit up from the bed.

After calling the doctor, Wen Yitong came back to see him like this, and immediately yelled nervously: "Uncle, you are not in good health yet and you can't move around, why don't you lie down quickly!"

"Yitong, where's your sister?"

Wen Zongqi, who was struggling to get up, froze when he heard his voice, "I want to be honest, tell me!"

"grandmother!"

Wen Yitong was taken aback, and couldn't help looking at Mrs. Wen.

"Tell your uncle!"

Old lady Wen sighed, turned her head and wiped her tears silently.

"Uncle, my sister...is missing."

Wen Yitong paused for a moment, his tone unusually heavy.

"My dad and the others arranged for someone to look for it, but there is no news yet."

"This, this, this...how is it possible!"

Wen Zongqi was dumbfounded in an instant, and his body suddenly fell on the bed, staring at the ceiling above his head in a daze.

"Before the accident, I had already protected her. It is impossible for her to have an accident, yes, it is impossible for her to have an accident!!"

He murmured in a low voice, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul.

"Uncle!"

Seeing him like this, Wen Yitong couldn't help crying.

He ignored it, still stuck in his own thoughts.

"It's impossible for her to have an accident. Someone must have taken her away while we were in a coma. No, she might be in danger now. I'm going to save her!"

He threw off the quilt and struggled to sit up from the bed.

Old lady Wen quickly stretched out her hand to press him back on the bed, but his strength was too great, and old lady Wen couldn't hold him down.

"Yitong, what are you still doing stupidly? Why don't you hurry up and help!"

"Grandma, here I come!"

After being yelled at by Mrs. Wen, the others quickly came to their senses.

They came to help.

It took a lot of effort for a group of people to completely press Wen Zongqi on the bed, unable to struggle indiscriminately.

Even so, the wounds on his body were still open in the fight just now, overflowing with traces of red blood.

"Snapped!"

Old lady Wen suddenly raised her hand and slapped Wen Zongqi on the face.

Bright red palm marks immediately appeared on his cheeks, making his cheeks swell at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The exhausted slap also made Mrs. Wen's hand tremble slightly.

"grandmother!"

Wen Yitong screamed suddenly.

"Why are you beating Uncle!"

"You ask him!"

Old lady Wen glared angrily at Wen Zongqi who seemed to have been stunned.

"Wen Zongqi, you are now in your [-]s or [-]s, not a child of the [-]th or [-]th. Can you calm down when things happen?"

The old lady Wen looked at Wen Zongqi who was lying on the bed stupidly with hatred, "With your current body, what else can you do besides causing us trouble and distracting us from taking care of you? Could it be that you really Think you can drag this crippled body to find her?"

"Grandma, uncle, he knows he's wrong, so don't scold him!"

Seeing Wen Zongqi's strange expression, Wen Yitong couldn't help revealing a hint of unbearable in his eyes.

"Mom, when my sister had an accident, I said I was going to find her, and that's how you scolded me..."

(End of this chapter)