Sky-high pillow: the chief domineering substitute bride

Chapter 692 Accident
This morning, Xia Yuan and President Zhao's mother and son arrived at Xinyang Hospital early.

Because today is the day of An Jian and An Qing's surgery.

Early in the morning, the two children were taken for the final physical examination. Due to the operation, they had to fast in the morning.

Xia Yuan saw the two of them put on surgical gowns, their small pale faces were fearless because of ignorance, and for some reason, she felt even more pity.

Since they had already changed into surgical gowns, it was inconvenient to hold them. Xia Yuan, Dean Zhao's mother and son could only bless them through the glass window.

As the operation time came, the two children were pushed into the operating room.

In addition to Dr. Liu who performed the surgery himself, the hospital also arranged for another doctor who was as good as Dr. Liu to perform the surgery in person.

Dean Zhao doesn't need to worry about all this.

Of course it was all because of Xia Yuan's face.

Zhao Yinghong was very grateful to Xia Yuan. Outside the operating room, she said to Xia Yuan:
"Miss Xia, if it wasn't for you, how could these two children be arranged for surgery so quickly? I only found out when I came to accompany the bed last night. It turns out that Dr. Liu is a top cardiologist in the world. It's a year away."

"Principal Zhao, you're welcome. The child is weak and cannot afford to wait that long. The surgery period is also determined after Dr. Liu's evaluation. Let's wait with peace of mind!"

"Mr. Xia, I really don't know how to thank you. I regard these children as my younger brothers and sisters. Seeing that they are all living a good life now, I am so happy."

In front of Xia Yuan, Wang Xiang retained due respect.

"Wang Xiang, are you still used to it in the sales department?"

Xia Yuan changed the topic a bit, besides, this was also her concern.

"Very well, I used to be in sales, but the things I sell are different. The skills of the work are the same."

When Wang Xiang talked about work, his eyes sparkled.

Although he has not been working in Xia's for a long time, he has already made the first order alone. This speed is amazing in Xia's, so Xia Yuan also thinks that he is a talent to be made.

There's nothing more satisfying than someone who's unearthed with their own hands.

Xia Yuan even thought quite complacently, who said that Maxima is common, but Bole is not?I am that Bole myself.

"Yuanyuan, why are you here?"

When Xia Yuan was talking with Wang Xiang, Milan and Xia Zhaoyang happened to pass by, and they couldn't help feeling strange when they saw her.

"Dad, mom."

Xia Yuan hurriedly called out, stepped forward and explained to them what happened here.

Since Xia Zhaoyang fell ill, he stopped asking about official duties.

After "died" once, he seemed to suddenly think about it, no longer entangled with his identity as the chief executive of the company, seeing that his daughter was capable, and besides having a powerful son-in-law as backup, he handed over all the company's affairs to Xia Yuan.

At this time, after listening to a few words, seeing that it was business, I felt a little impatient, and said to Milan:

"The morning tea in the newly opened tea restaurant opposite the hospital is good. Let's hurry up and queue up. I'm afraid the first pot of barbecued pork buns will be gone later."

At this time, Xia Zhaoyang's temperament was like a child's, moody.

Milan can only let him go, otherwise he will be angry.

It's okay to be angry, but now that Xia Zhaoyang is angry, he has another trump card, which is to call his daughter to complain.

In order not to distract her daughter, Milan could only coax him and try not to make him angry.

Seeing the success of this plan, Xia Zhaoyang was particularly proud.

At this moment, seeing that Xia Zhaoyang's child had lost his temper again, Milan had no choice but to say to Xia Yuan:
"You handle it yourself, I'll take your dad to breakfast."

Xia Yuan just said a few words about the foundation, seeing that her father was not interested at all, she could only smile wryly.

On the contrary, Zhao Yinghong's mother and son heard that this wealthy-looking middle-aged couple was Xia Yuan's parents, so they hurried forward to greet them politely.

"Uncle Xia, Aunt Xia, thank you so much."

After Zhao Yinghong finished her greetings, it was Wang Xiang's turn.

"Nice guy, polite!"

Suddenly, Xia Zhaoyang, who had always been impatient, suddenly said a compliment.

"Hehe, no, Uncle Xia has won the prize."

Wang Xiang stretched out his hand embarrassingly, and touched his earlobe.

Originally, Milan, who was surprised when he saw Wang Xiang's appearance, suddenly felt a little straight-eyed when he saw his action.

"Your name is Wang Xiang?"

Milan asked.

"Yes, my name is Wang Xiang."

Wang Xiang didn't know why the lady in front of him was excited, but he didn't feel any rejection towards this lady, maybe because she was Xia Yuan's mother!

"Your father's surname is Wang?"

"Yes, this is my son. His first husband's surname is Wang, so naturally his surname is also Wang."

Zhao Yinghong replied a little strangely.

"Oh, good, good!"

Milan nodded, seeing that he was a child with a father and a mother, he could only let go of his heart.

An illusion, it must be an illusion!

When I saw Wang Xiang for the first time, I felt that he was very similar to a person.

When Wang Xiang stood beside Xia Zhaoyang, Milan realized that Wang Xiang looked like her ex-husband.

At first, she thought it was just her own illusion, but when Wang Xiang touched the earlobe with his hand, Milan thought the time machine was turned back.

Because Xia Zhaoyang also liked to do this movement when he was young.

That was his habitual action when he expressed shyness or embarrassment.

This action was not changed until Xia Zhaoyang was firmly seated as the chief of the Xia family.

However, as soon as I heard that Wang Xiang had a father and a mother, I thought about it again, and I was insane. That son died when he was born, so how could he still be alive and look as big as Wang Xiang?
Milan's sad matter was touched, and he didn't want to talk about it anymore, so he said goodbye to Zhao's mother and son, and pushed Xia Zhaoyang away in a hurry.

Xia Yuan didn't know why her mother was suddenly depressed. Seeing Zhao's mother and son were surprised, she could only smile embarrassingly and said:
"During this time, my father was sick, and my mother has been taking care of him. Maybe she was too tired, so..."

"Understood, understood. Taking care of the patient is very tiring. The patient has to get up earlier than him before he gets up, the patient is asleep, but he can't sleep, and he has to watch drips and so on. I can understand all these."

Zhao Yinghong hastened to be considerate and authentic.

On the contrary, Wang Xiang was a little puzzled.

For some reason, he had an inexplicable affection for Xia's couple (he didn't know they were divorced), and when it came to detail, it included Xia Yuan as well.

Perhaps, this is called fate?
Wang Xiang attributed all the incomprehensions to fate.

Just as several people were sitting outside the operating room and waiting, at this moment, suddenly, the door of the operating room opened with a "bang", and a nurse hurried out and said:
"The child named An Qing had a sudden hemorrhage. Now her blood pressure has dropped sharply. She has been given an emergency blood transfusion. Now the doctor is looking for the bleeding point, but they haven't found it yet. The bleeding is still going on, but the blood stock is almost exhausted!"

(End of this chapter)