give me years of peace

Chapter 136 I Come to Sign
"Hurry up!" Guozi said hurriedly.

"Okay!" The brother who was driving saw that Xin Zimo was seriously injured, so he speeded up quickly.

The car was speeding on the snow. Although the road conditions were more difficult than ever, the car was still driving smoothly and fast.

"I really don't even want my life because of the Xin family!" Guozi severely criticized Xin Zimo, and he knew that he couldn't hear him now.

Guozi still didn't dare to call Uncle Chen and Du Anran, he was afraid that they would be uneasy again when they heard the news that Xin Zimo was injured again.He could only sigh and let his brother take him to the nearest hospital.

As soon as he arrived at the hospital, Xin Zimo was sent to the emergency room, and Guo Zi and all the brothers couldn't help sweating.

It was already four o'clock in the morning in London, the snow was falling, and the night was quiet.

Du Anran was suddenly awakened by a dream. In the dream, she dreamed that Xin Zimo had left her forever.Her heart beat slowly, her right hand tightly held her left hand, she stared out of the window blankly, her lips turned white.

The butler was startled awake by her slight actions, she had just dozed off, and now she saw Du Anran's face pale.

"What's the matter, Ms. Du? Did you have a nightmare?" The housekeeper held her hand, it turned out that Du Anran's hands were cold at this moment.

Du Anran's hands trembled, she shook her head vigorously: "No, no..."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm here!" The housekeeper hurriedly poured her a cup of hot water, "Drink some water to warm up."

Du Anran took the boiled water and felt a little better after drinking it.The snow outside the window was still falling, and a thick layer had already accumulated in the yard.

"Housekeeper, when will the snow stop?" Du Anran looked out the window obsessively.

"Heavy snow like this in London is very common. It may stop at dawn, or it may last for a long time."

"Where are you..." Du Anran's eyes were red, she didn't know if he would be cold outside in such cold weather.

"Miss Du, it's getting late, let me help you go to sleep, you've been sitting at this window for a day and a night." The housekeeper said distressedly.

"I won't go up, I'll wait for him."

"Alas..." The butler sighed, not daring to force Du Anran any more, so he could only stand by her side and guard her.

Fortunately, the room was warm enough, otherwise the housekeeper was really afraid that if this continues, Du Anran would get sick before Xin Zimo came back.

"Housekeeper, go to sleep, don't worry about me, you are tired too."

"I'm not tired, I'll be with Miss Du."

"Thank you, butler." Du Anran held the butler's hand, and only with the butler's presence did she feel the warmth.

The snow rotates with the wind, flutters, unrestrained, turns, and lingers...

"Who is the family member of the patient? The patient has lost too much blood and needs to sign for a blood transfusion!" The door of the emergency room suddenly opened, and a doctor in a white coat took off his mask and ran out in a hurry, speaking in blunt Chinese. road.

"I'm his friend!" Guozi quickly stood up.

"Must be signed by immediate family members."

"What kind of immediate family is needed in this situation? I'm his best friend in London, so I can do it!" Guozi yelled at the doctor fiercely.

"Guozi, calm down!" Someone stopped Guozi.

"Calm down! Where can I find Zimo's immediate family at this time!"

"I'll sign!"

At this moment, a thick, old but powerful voice suddenly sounded from the corner of the elevator in the emergency room.

Mr. Xin leaned on crutches and walked up to Guozi and the doctor step by step. Every step he took was so vigorous and firm, and his eyes were also full of firmness and persistence.

The old man was only wearing a black coat, and there was only a driver behind him.

Guozi looked at him and asked in confusion, "Old man, why are you here?" The news of Xin Zimo's return was only known to him and a few brothers. How could Mr. Xin come here...

"I do have contacts in London, you should be very clear." Mr. Xin said, "Don't try to hide any information from me."

Guozi shut up obediently, yes, Mr. Xin was a famous figure in London back then.Every move of these juniors, don't even think about escaping his eyes.

"Who are you to the patient?" asked the doctor.

"Grandpa." Mr. Xin calmly said.

"That's good, please come with me." The doctor nodded.

Only then did Mr. Xin follow the doctor to sign on crutches. Guozi and several brothers gave a thumbs up and praised "the old man is still courageous".

Mr. Xin followed the doctor to finish signing, then held the doctor's hand and said: "Please do your best to treat my grandson."

"We will do our best." The doctor put on his mask again and returned to the ward.

Only then did Guo Zi help Mr. Xin to sit down: "If you sit for a while, nothing will happen."

"Why didn't you notify me immediately?" the old man asked Guozi, "If my people didn't find the clues, are you planning to hide it from me tonight?"

"No, how dare I hide it from you. It's in the middle of the night, I'm afraid it's inconvenient for you." Guozi and the old man's house are not far away, and he basically grew up under the watchful eye of the old man. The old man respected him very much. Of course, the old man criticized him a lot since he was a child, so he was quite afraid of the old man.

"Inconvenient? Is it inconvenient for me to come?"

"How come..." Guozi was also a little guilty.He was very clear about the situation between Xin Zimo and the old gentleman, and because he was very clear, he dared not let them meet easily.

"Don't explain, I understand." The old man's voice choked up, not because he didn't understand, but because he pretended not to understand.

"The blood bank is in a hurry, who has type AB blood?"

After a while, the doctor came out again.

"I am type O." "I am type A..." Guozi and the brothers looked at each other, but none of them had type AB blood.

"I am type AB." The old gentleman stood up.

"No, you are too old to have a blood transfusion." Before the doctor could speak, Guozi vetoed it.

"Yes, yes." Everyone also hurriedly dissuaded.

"Then tell me, who else can lose here?" Mr. Xin said loudly.

Everyone lowered their heads and stopped talking.

"Take me there!" the old man said to the doctor.

"Are you sure you want a blood transfusion? According to regulations, your physical condition does not allow..."

"I'm in good health." The old gentleman tapped the floor with his cane, obviously angry.

The doctor had no choice but now that the road was blocked by heavy snow and there were few people in the hospital, it was really not easy to find a suitable blood source.He had no choice but to acquiesce to the old man's blood donation request, but fortunately, there was not much blood missing.

The needle was stuck in the old man's arm, and Guo Zi felt his heart skip a beat when he saw it, but the old man didn't even frown.

After the procedure was over, Guozi hurriedly supported the old man to sit on a chair to rest.

The old man was silent for a while before he said to Guozi: "I'll leave later, you stay with him well. Don't tell him that I have been to the hospital."

Guozi was puzzled: "Why? You care so much about Zimo, he will definitely be moved when he finds out."

"I don't need him to be moved, I owe him." The old man shook his head, with unprecedented despair in his eyes.

"It's been so many years, and we still talk about what we owe."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for the day when he forgives me."

"Old man, don't think so. After all, you are relatives, the closest people in this world."

"Actually, I'm really afraid that he will never come back like Zijun..."

"Yes, you have already lost a grandson, do you want to lose another grandson? If he wakes up, you can have a good talk."

"No need." The old man waved his hand, "I know it well."

The old man stood up, leaning on crutches and preparing to leave.

Seeing that the son of the country had made up his mind to go, he did not stay any longer.He knew that things that had not been resolved for so many years did not expect to be resolved overnight.

In the corridor of the emergency room, there were only Guozi and a few brothers left. They sat silently on the chairs and waited for Xin Zimo to come out of the operation.

At 05:30 in the morning, the door of the operating room finally opened.

"Doctor, how are you?" Guozi rushed up immediately.

"It's fine, it's fine. I need to be hospitalized for a few days."

"Thank you, thank you!" Guozi was very excited, holding the doctor's hand again and again.

Guozi immediately went through the hospitalization procedures for Xin Zimo and placed him in a quiet ward.

Xin Zimo still looked weak, with no blood on his face, and that handsome and thin face looked thinner at this moment.

Guozi finally breathed a sigh of relief, thank God, everything is safe and sound.

Guozi asked several brothers who had been busy all night to go back to rest, and asked them to inquire about the news from the police station.I don't know who hit Xin Zimo this time, but once he is found out by his son, he will never show mercy.

The snow in London kept falling, Guo Zi wanted to find a suitable opportunity to call Du Anran to come over, he thought, at this time, the first person Xin Zimo met was not his Guo Zi, but Du Anran.

In fact, he had seen it all since the last time he drank in the morning. Xin Zimo was playing tricks every time, and had an awkward fight with Du Anran. In fact, he must really care about Du Anran in his heart.

Ever since he was a child, Guozi has never seen Xin Zimo care about a woman so much.

That kind of care is expressed in the eyes.Without saying a word, it is clear.

Early the next morning, it was dawn, but the snow was still falling.Looking around, there is a piece of white everywhere, no green trees, no roofs, no pedestrians.

In this weather, everyone must be hiding by the fireplace to chat, tell stories, and eat barbecue, and this weather is also suitable for doing such things.

"Get well soon and go back to China. I really can't afford this. I have to spend the New Year with my parents! A few more lives are not enough to be tortured by you." Guozi turned to Xinzi on the hospital bed. Silent chatter.

But Xin Zimo didn't respond. He lay quietly on the hospital bed, his brows seemed to be furrowed, his long eyelashes cast a light shadow, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and he was quiet.

(End of this chapter)