PFC Chapter 270 Sure enough, he is still too young
Chapter 270 Sure enough, he is still too young
The door of the emergency room was slammed open and a stretcher came in like a gust of wind.
Bai Yu was lying on the pale bed sheet, his face three times paler than the bed sheet. The blood on his cheek was stained on the bed sheet, and a large area of his chest was soaked with blood.
"Blood pressure 60/40, heart rate 120, weak and rapid breathing, severe traumatic shock!" The nurse on the vehicle reported the patient's condition loudly while quickly handing over to the medical team in the emergency room.
The surgeon frowned and quickly issued an order: "Open two intravenous channels immediately, quickly infuse balanced salt solution to expand the blood volume, prepare for blood transfusion, contact the blood bank, and request blood of the same type, the sooner the better!"
The assistants took action immediately. The nurse skillfully picked up the puncture needle and searched for a blood vessel on the inside of the patient's elbow. The needle struck blood and the liquid in the infusion tube began to drip rapidly...
The red light in the emergency room was glaringly on, casting a bloody glow on the corridor.
Jian Shaoyang stood three steps away from the metal door, his blood-stained hands hanging at his sides, his fingertips twitching slightly uncontrollably.
"drop--"
"drop--"
The electronic sound of the ECG monitor penetrated the thick door panel, like a blunt knife repeatedly cutting Jian Shaoyang's nerves.
Suddenly, there were messy footsteps coming from the end of the corridor.
"Shaoyang!"
Fu Zihua even lost one of his slippers. He was wearing a down jacket over his pajamas. He looked pale. He grabbed Jian Shaoyang's shoulders and said in a trembling voice, "What happened to Bai Yu? Nothing can happen to him! Absolutely nothing can happen to him!"
He still held the phone in his hand, and the screen was frozen with the car accident scene captured by a passerby - Jian Shaoyang was kneeling beside the twisted car frame, holding Bai Yu, who was covered in blood, in his arms.
Wang Kangming rushed over right after him. His hair, which was usually combed meticulously, was now in disarray. His chest was heaving violently, and his eyes were red. "Do you know who did this?"
"I know." Jian Shaoyang's voice was hoarse and cold, with a terrifying storm surging in his eyes, "I should have taken action earlier."
His knuckles were clenched white, and his nails dug deep into his palms. He had evidence of the Fan Group's tax evasion, but because the Spring Festival was approaching, he thought about it after the New Year... This stupid decision almost cost Bai Yu his life.
When Bai Ling arrived, she was already crying. When she saw the large bloodstains on Jian Shaoyang's clothes, her legs went weak and she almost fell down.
Situ Heli quickly supported her and said, "Sister, cheer up. The doctor is trying to save her. Bai Yu will be fine."
The sound of the cane hitting the ground came from far away, and Situ Sheng's turbid sigh echoed in the corridor: "Help your cousin sit down quickly." This old soldier who had experienced the war remained calm at this moment.
Zhao Huijun and Jian Zhenghai also hurried over.
"Ayang, how is Xiaoyu?" Zhao Huijun's voice trembled.
Wang Kangming: "Aunt Jun, the doctor is trying to save her inside." He paused, then murmured as if to comfort himself: "It will be fine..."
More and more people gathered at the door of the emergency room, each of them was a heavyweight from a wealthy family. The nurse didn't dare to speak too harshly, but just reminded in a low voice that no noise was allowed at the door of the emergency room.
The nurse asked Jian Shaoyang to sit on a chair and helped him treat the wounds on his palms and knees caused by glass. When the alcohol cotton swab wiped across the bloody knuckles, he didn't even frown, and his eyes were always fixed on the door of the emergency room.
Everyone stood quietly at the door, the only sounds in the air being the heavy breathing and the faint beeping of the electrocardiogram monitor.
Zhao Huijun closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and prayed continuously.
Jian Zhenghai walked up to Situ Sheng and said in a low voice, "Commander, no matter what the princelings do next, I hope you will cooperate."
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The next day, the news of Baiyu’s car accident shocked the entire capital.
"Financial Headlines" exclusive report: Shareholder of Shanglai Group suffered a deliberate car accident. Is there a capital fight hidden behind the marriage between wealthy families?
[News from our newspaper] At about 23: last night, Bai Yu, a shareholder of the Sunlai Group, encountered a vicious car accident in the CBD business district. According to eyewitnesses, a Wuling van was chased at high speed by a black Lamborghini. The van suddenly braked, and three people in black jumped out of the car and fled, causing the vehicle to lose control and overturn. Her fiancé, Jian Shaoyang, the heir of the Jian Group, rushed to the scene immediately. He was photographed rushing out of the ruins with blood all over his body and holding the injured. The scene was shocking.
According to people familiar with the matter, Bai Yu was in hemorrhagic shock when he was sent to the hospital and is still in the intensive care unit.
The mystery behind this: it may be related to the vortex of party struggle.
Three days later, New Year’s Eve will be a big deal!
Financial Express Breaking News: Fan's Real Estate collapsed overnight, Chairman Fan was suspected of hiring a killer and was taken away by the police on New Year's Eve, and the company's core accounts were frozen! Will the princelings' capital game stir up trouble again?
Two weeks later.
Financial Daily: Three wealthy families, including the Zhou and Zheng families, which are in opposition to the princelings, have successively been involved in financial scandals...
There are all kinds of discussions in the financial circle.
"Several financial groups were brought down in just a dozen days! And during the Spring Festival! How horrible!"
“I heard that the princelings used the military’s data tracking system.”
"Hush... maybe that old soldier from the Situ family is the mastermind behind this."
"What else? They dare to blatantly touch someone else's grandson."
Jian Shaoyang suddenly understood why his brother had agreed to the marriage at the first place. He had even naively advised Jian Ziqing not to sacrifice his marriage for the power of the Prince's Party.
Later, those young men from wealthy families who rushed to the Situ family to propose marriage to Bai Yu were ostensibly attracted by Bai Yu's appearance, but in fact they were coveting the political resources behind the Situ family.
After Fu Zihua's father was elected governor, the power of the prince's party became too terrifying!
He only wanted to deal with the Fan family, but the princelings directly eliminated several financial groups that were detrimental to the party.
He is still too young!
Jian Shaoyang even began to feel fortunate that he was able to marry his beloved and at the same time form a political marriage to bring benefits to his family. How lucky he was!
He grabbed the pale hand on the hospital bed and placed it against his lips, stroking it gently. The person on the bed had been in a coma for more than ten days and showed no signs of waking up.
His eyes became red again and tears dripped onto the white sheets.
But when you are with me, you seem to bring all the luck to me, but you are always hurt.
Is it like you joked before, that I am your unlucky one?