readsfreenovel Chapter 562 Cold
Chapter 562 Cold
The lights in the emergency room were blindingly pale.
Lin Ci'an stood hunched in the corridor outside the emergency room, the smell of disinfectant mixed with blood lingering at his nose, and every breath felt like a blade scraping across his throat.
He just felt cold.
There was still Chu Ziyu's blood on his suit, and the dark red spread on the dark fabric like a hideous flower.
"Chu Ziyu's family?"
The nurse pushed the door open and came out with a signature pad in her hand.
Lin Ci'an stood up abruptly, and his movement was so quick that his vision went dark.
“How is he?”
"Excessive blood loss, requiring urgent blood transfusion."
The nurse handed over the document, "This is a critical illness notice, please sign it."
medical crisis notice.
Those four words hit me like a hammer.
When Lin Ci'an took the pen, he realized that his hands were shaking badly, and the name he signed was crooked, completely unlike his usual handwriting that was so powerful that it could be seen through the paper.
"What's his blood type?" the nurse looked through the records.
"Type O." Lin Ci'an blurted out, and then was stunned. How could he remember it so clearly?
It was something that Chu Ziyu mentioned unintentionally when he came to the ward to take care of him in his previous life.
The nurse nodded and said, "The blood bank has enough blood. Don't worry too much."
Worried? That's too light a word.
Lin Ci'an looked at the nurse's back as she turned and left, the emotions surging in his chest almost tearing him apart.
He slid slowly onto the bench, put his hands in his hair, and pressed his fingertips against his throbbing temples.
Why did Chu Ziyu rush out? The truck was clearly coming for him.
This fool... this fool who doesn't care about his life...
His memory suddenly flashed back to the moment of his death in his previous life - Chu Ziyu was kneeling in front of his bed, tears falling on the back of his hand.
“I’m sorry…I didn’t know the money was yours…He lied to me and said it was a share of the gallery…”
He was too weak to hear the full explanation and fell into a coma again.
But now, those blurry fragments of memory suddenly became clear, like broken mirrors being pieced together again.
Lin Ci'an's temples were throbbing as more images flooded into his mind:
In the dim study room of the previous life, Guo Mingjie slammed the wine glass at his feet: "Do you think Chu Ziyu really likes you? He is just after the fucking medical expenses!"
He remembered that he was about to get the divorce agreement, but Guo Mingjie suddenly grabbed his arm.
During the argument, the sinister smile suddenly grew bigger. Guo Mingjie's leather shoes stepped accurately on the back of his knees, and at the same time grabbed his hand and pulled it towards Chu Ziyu.
"Be careful!" Chu Ziyu's terrified cry exploded in his ears.
The next second, the world was spinning around him, and he felt two hands trying desperately to hold him back, but Guo Mingjie secretly twisted his wrist and changed the direction. From his perspective, it seemed that Chu Ziyu had pushed him - this was the truth behind the "pushing" on the stairs.
The scene jumps to late at night, where Chu Ziyu and Guo Mingjie are arguing outside the ward.
Through the door, he heard Chu Ziyu's hysterical voice: "You lied to me! That money is your common property! Who am I now!"
Guo Mingjie sneered: "Why are you pretending to be noble? You spent all the money on your mother's medical treatment, and now you want to distance yourself from it?"
“Mr. Lin?”
Lin Ci'an looked up and saw the doctor standing in front of him, his eyes behind the mask showing fatigue.
"The patient has fractured ribs and a punctured right lung and now requires intubation to assist with breathing."
“Will he… survive?”
This question almost exhausted all his energy.