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Chapter 750
The moment he heard this sentence, Cen Qinghe subconsciously tightened his whole body, and clenched his hands hanging by his sides into fists; Jin Jiatong stared, and wanted to take a step forward, but his legs softened all of a sudden. If Cai Xinyuan didn't support her , I am afraid I will lie on the ground.

The nurse pushed the hospital bed and walked towards them slowly. Even a group of big men couldn't help crying at this moment.A nurse gently lifted the white sheet that covered the face of the deceased, revealing a middle-aged man's face that was different from Ding Tian's. In an instant, some people cried loudly, some choked with depression, and some stared wide-eyed and choked their breath in their throats. At the same place, after being stunned for a few seconds, someone squatted down on the spot and cried bitterly.

Cen Qinghe was the one who squatted on the ground covering her face and crying at the end. She was terrified, so frightened that she was so afraid of the dead, she still stared at the face on the bed for a few seconds without blinking, her mind was like It didn't work, and it took her a long time to identify this person before confirming that this person was not Dingtian. She admitted that there was an element of weeping with joy in her crying.

Fortunately, fortunately, it's not top-notch.

The same is true for Jin Jiatong. Seeing that the deceased was not Dingtian, she immediately turned around and hugged Cai Xinyuan beside her, crying loudly. Cai Xinyuan stroked Jin Jiatong's back as if to comfort her, but her hands kept shaking uncontrollably .

The name of the deceased was Jia Yong. He was the leader of the gang. He was the leader of the gang. He was only 46 years old this year. His eldest daughter was still in college and his youngest son was in junior high school. I have been on a plane, and now I am flying from Henan to Yecheng.

All this information was told to Cen Qinghe by the workers beside her while she was waiting outside the operating room. She suppressed the uneasiness and uneasiness in her heart and kept saying, "It will be fine. Now that medical technology is so advanced, there is no cure. No, we have to trust the doctor."

In fact, what she has been chanting silently in her heart is the blessing of the Buddha.

Maybe she has long understood that sometimes, it depends on fate.

But even so, Cen Qinghe never thought that a living human life would be lost just like that. From the time she found out about it lying in Shang Shaocheng's arms until now, it was only two hours before and after. Is it gone?

She vaguely remembered that when she went to the exhibition hall to find Dingtian, she seemed to have met Hou Yong, but she didn't know at that time that in just a few days, they are now separated by yin and yang. If she knew, she would definitely tell him. Be careful not to step on that beam.

The breath of death enveloped everyone around. There were other family members of the patients hiding in the distance and watching. They knew that they were dead, but they didn’t step forward. Can't help whispering, "Is it Shengtian's real estate? This time it will be a big deal."

"Isn't it? I heard it was a construction accident, not an accident."

"Huh? Such a thing will happen to Shengtian's property?"

"What can't happen now? I guess it was just luck that no one was killed before."

There is no impenetrable wall in this world, and fire cannot be contained in paper. In the hospital alone, there are already people talking and spreading rumors. While waiting for the results of the surgery, Cen Qinghe received several calls, no doubt It was a colleague who called, saying that something happened in the exhibition hall, the police had sealed off the scene, and all the workers had evacuated. At present, Shengtian and the police have sent people to check the scene to determine the specific cause of the accident.

Cen Qinghe's intuition told her that things would not go in a good direction.

There was a death in the hospital, Sheng Tian wanted to use his relationship as much as possible to block media and public opinion, no matter the truth of the matter, as long as everyone linked Sheng Tian with human life, it would undoubtedly be a huge blow to a company specializing in real estate of.

Cen Qinghe didn't call Shang Shaocheng, guessing that he must be very busy now, but Shang Shaocheng called her halfway and asked where she was.

Cen Qinghe hid in a place where no one was around, and whispered: "I came to the hospital with Zhao Changfeng in the morning. He went to greet the reporter. I'm still waiting for the results at the door of the operating room." After a pause, she opened her mouth with difficulty, "The wounded who fell from a high altitude with Dingtian has been confirmed dead."

Shang Shaocheng couldn't hear too much emotional fluctuation, he just said: "I have received the news."

Cen Qinghe felt very uncomfortable, too many emotions were intertwined, there was pity for Jia Yong leaving his orphans and widows behind, anxiety about Dingtian's life and death, and incomprehension and complaints about the whole accident.

She pursed her lips and remained silent, but the sad atmosphere spread to Shang Shaocheng, and he said softly: "In the sky, nothing will happen, I will ask someone to contact the best doctor in the hospital, and he must be cured."

Shang Shaocheng's voice seemed to have a magical power, which convinced Cen Qinghe instinctively that as long as he said it was fine, it would be fine.

Nodding, she responded, "You don't have to worry about my side. As soon as there is news, I will call you right away. What about your side? Is there anything I can do for you?"

Shang Shaocheng replied: "You can help me look up to the sky, and someone else will take care of it."

Cen Qinghe was obedient, knowing that in the face of this kind of thing, her power was too meager to help him, and not letting him worry was considered helping.

He was very busy on the other side, and the two chatted for more than a minute. He said he had something to hang up first, and Cen Qinghe went back to the door of the operating room with his mobile phone to wait.

At this moment, some workers have temporarily left to deal with Hou Yong's affairs, and there are a few who have a good relationship with Dingtian, and they will stay and wait for news.

Perhaps it was the reason why Shang Shaocheng had greeted the hospital in private. No one came out of the operating room. He asked Dingtian's family members to sign the risk consent form. After waiting for about 40 minutes, the door opened in front of him, and the doctor followed the nurse. Get out of the hospital bed together.

A group of people hurriedly got up and surrounded him, Cen Qinghe subconsciously looked at the bed, but Jian Dingtian's face was still exposed, and there was a nurse helping him hold the infusion bottle.

Alive, he is alive.

Witnessed a death with her own eyes, and now it is even more precious to be alive. Cen Qinghe caught a glimpse of Jin Jiatong and Cai Xinyuan crying from the corner of her eye. How is it?"

The doctor took off his mask and replied aloud: "The injured fell from a height of seven or eight meters without any buffer in the middle. After falling to the ground, his chest and legs were stabbed by sharp objects, multiple ribs were fractured, and his leg bones were shattered. We performed a lung puncture and repair operation for him, and he is not life-threatening now, but he will be sent to the ICU for observation for 24 hours, and if there is no postoperative adverse condition, he will be transferred to the general ward.”

Hearing this, Cen Qinghe was sure that he had saved his life, and thanked the doctor repeatedly.

The doctor also said: "The injured man's left leg was seriously injured, and he lost a lot of blood when he was sent. Although we helped him fix the bones, we can't rule out that there will be sequelae after he recovers."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the few people who had just been relieved changed at the same time. It was the first time Cen Qinghe saw Jin Jiatong's eyes staring, and he was so nervous that he asked palely, "What are the sequelae?"

The doctor said: "To put it more simply, it is likely to be lame."

Cai Xinyuan instinctively clenched Jin Jiatong's hand, and Cen Qinghe's heart was instantly enveloped in great sadness. She felt sorry for her, and she also felt sorry for Jin Jiatong. It's not easy for good people to get together. Before the official start, such a thing happens...

Almost subconsciously, she asked the doctor in an affirmative tone, "You said it was only possible, is it possible that the recovery is good and there will be no sequelae?"

The doctor met Cen Qinghe's gaze, nodded and replied: "Of course."

Hearing this, Cen Qinghe immediately went to shake Jin Jiatong's hand, and said aloud: "Don't be afraid of Jiatong, he is a blessed man, he will be fine."

Jin Jiatong took Cen Qinghe's hand back, his voice was not loud, but he said very firmly: "Don't be afraid, I will go back and make pork bone soup for him, and he can drink it when he wakes up. We have a kind of black pig over there. Soup made from black pork bones is best for the bones."

Cen Qinghe hadn't cried before, but at this moment his vision was blurred.

The doctor said a few words of comfort, saying that Dingtian's operation was a success, and the postoperative care is the most important thing.

Several people followed the nurse to send Dingtian to the ICU. Jin Jiatong looked at the person lying in the glass room with red eyes, reluctant to leave for a long time.

Cen Qinghe and Cai Xinyuan were guarding outside, both of them were crying with snot and tears. Not long after, Cen Qinghe's cell phone rang, and the caller displayed on the screen was one of the workers, Gao Yang.

Cen Qinghe quickly connected, "Hello, Gao Yang."

Gao Yang said: "I picked up my sister-in-law, we are on the first floor."

"Okay, I'll go down now, wait for me."

Cen Qinghe hung up the phone, turned to Cai Xinyuan and said, "You stay with Jiatong, I'll go down and have a look, Jia Yong's wife is here."

Cai Xinyuan responded, "Go, I'm here."

Cen Qinghe hurried downstairs, Gao Yang and several other workers were accompanying Jia Yong's wife, the woman was obviously crying all the way, her expression was on the verge of collapse.

They are all big men who don't know how to coax and comfort others. Fortunately, Cen Qinghe came. Although it was the first time they met, Cen Qinghe stepped forward to hold her hand, with firm strength in his soft eyes, and whispered: "Sister-in-law , you must hold on, there are children at home."

The woman's hands were shaking, as if she was trying to hold Cen Qinghe tightly, but in the end she found it was futile.

Cen Qinghe felt her depression, so he gripped back hard.

Jia Yong is currently parked in the morgue, and Cen Qinghe accompanied the woman. Everyone stayed outside the door, and only the woman went in by herself. About ten seconds later, there was a heart-piercing cry from inside the door .

Everyone's eyes were red outside the door, and so was Cen Qinghe. Although he was not related to him, he was a fresh life. Someone around him cursed violently: "Which engineering team built the house? I killed him." !"

(End of this chapter)