Addiction sets in at night; even the abstinent older man has fallen for it.

Zhang Huamei then called the friends and entrepreneurs she had previously invited.

Everyone felt regretful and saddened. Fearing that Zhang Huamei would be upset, they sincerely comforted her and assured her that the donation would not be delayed.

Zhang Huamei hung up the phone, feeling a warm glow in her heart. She had been up all night, exhausted and sleepy, but at that moment, all her fatigue seemed to magically disappear.

She is not doing charity work alone.

Back with the children, seeing how well-behaved and obedient they were in helping Anan, she felt even more that she had done the right thing by persisting in doing charity work all these years.

She thanked Anan again, and then said to the children, "Children, you were able to escape safely this time thanks to the owners of this villa. Now follow me and sincerely bless and pray for the owners of the villa, wishing them a long and happy life together."

She stood in front of the children, clasped her hands together, and closed her eyes in prayer.

It's inconvenient to take all the children to the hospital to pray for Fu Zhengting, so we can only pray here.

Sincerity moves mountains; she believed that Fu Zhengting could sense it.

Although the children are young and don't understand the adult world, they all obey and do whatever the headmistress says.

Anan doesn't believe prayer will work, but now there's no other way but to pray.

He also prayed sincerely.

Not long ago, he sent a message to Uncle Zhong, telling him that Fu Zhengting was injured and needed emergency treatment. Uncle Zhong had already arrived at the airport, preparing to return to his hometown with his wife. He was really worried about Fu Zhengting, so he sent his wife back alone first. He rushed to the villa immediately.

Now that the children have a place to stay, Zhang Huamei can go to the hospital.

Anan wanted to go with Uncle Zhong and Zhang Huamei, but with so many children in the villa, it wouldn't be safe without an adult to stay and watch over them.

Knowing that Uncle Zhong and Fu Zhengting were like father and son, Anan stayed behind and let Uncle Zhong drive Zhang Huamei to the hospital.

hospital.

Inside the emergency room, doctors were still racing against time to carry out resuscitation efforts.

The nurse treated Mu Tiantian and Wen Kerou's wounds.

Wen Kerou needed crutches to walk. After Mu Tiantian bandaged her ankle, the pain subsided, and she was able to walk with difficulty. She helped Wen Kerou walk.

Even at the moment of physical contact, the two people would still feel awkward and uncomfortable.

Qian Zhikun was preoccupied with Fu Zhengting's condition and didn't attend to anything else for the time being. He followed behind the two of them, watching their backs as they supported each other, and he found it a little funny.

But at this moment, even the funniest thing won't make you laugh.

Back at the door of the emergency room, the three of them looked at the closed door, their hearts heavy.

Mu Tiantian helped Wen Kerou sit down on a chair against the wall and wait.

I didn't sleep all night, and as soon as I sat down and leaned against the wall, I felt sleepy and wanted to fall asleep.

But neither of them dared to sleep, fearing that if they fell asleep, they would wake up to the news that Fu Zhengting had died despite all efforts to save him.

Neither of them spoke; they both stared intently at the emergency room.

Zhang Huamei and Uncle Zhong arrived at the hospital first, and Huo Qijun arrived with Xiao Linglong a dozen minutes later.

In no time, the emergency room was packed with people.

Mu Tiantian looked at Huo Qijun and Xiao Linglong.

She thought of the idiom "birds of a feather flock together". Huo Qijun and Fu Zhengting were both handsome men with strong bone structure and similar temperament, both being relatively mature and stable men.

My gaze lingered on Xiao Linglong's face; the little girl was even cuter than in the photos.

She was wearing a pink dress, had a lot of naturally curly hair, big, round eyes, chubby cheeks, and soft, pink skin. She was especially pretty and cute.

But she wasn't in the mood to play with the little girl right now.

Even the usually cheerful Linglong couldn't smile anymore.

Along the way, she asked Huo Qijun many times if Uncle Fu would die.

To comfort his daughter, Kenneth Fok could only lie to her and say that he wouldn't die.

But Xiao Linglong wasn't stupid. Seeing that the adults all seemed nervous, she started to feel nervous too.

Huo Qijun met Mu Tiantian's gaze and politely nodded slightly as a greeting.

Normally, he would have greeted Mu Tiantian warmly and asked about her relationship with Fu Zhengting, but in this situation, he wasn't in the mood to ask.

Qian Zhikun was about to get busy when he received a call from Dongcheng Hospital.

Fu Zhenlong's attending physician told him that the driver had just called back and that Fu Zhenlong had been transferred to Nancheng Hospital, asking him to help receive him.

Qian Zhikun, go down.

The driver was already waiting for him.

Qian Zhikun first checked Fu Zhenlong's injuries. Seeing that Fu Zhenlong was seriously injured, he planned to arrange for him to be admitted to a VIP ward. Fu Zhenlong anxiously said, "Arrange a wheelchair for me. I want to see my son."

He knew Qian Zhikun and also knew that Qian Zhikun and his son had some connection.

"This place... might have a significant impact on your injuries," Qian Zhikun expressed his concern.

"I'll just take one look. If I can't hold on, I'll go back to my ward," Fu Zhenlong insisted.

Qian Zhikun opened his mouth as if to say something, but Fu Zhenlong interrupted him, his face darkening as he said coldly, "I said, I must see my son first."

Qian Zhikun couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to agree.

He had a wheelchair prepared, placed Fu Zhenlong in it, and pushed him a short distance to make sure Fu Zhenlong could handle it for the time being. He stayed by Fu Zhenlong's side, constantly observing the situation, before pushing Fu Zhenlong into the elevator together.

Second floor emergency room.

The door was finally pushed open.

When the attending physician came out, he took off his mask, and his forehead was already soaked with sweat. He was so exhausted from the long rescue that he almost collapsed.

Everyone rushed over in unison.

Wen Kerou wanted to rush, but her leg injury made it inconvenient.

Mu Tiantian knew that Wen Kerou was anxious. Although she felt awkward, she still helped Wen Kerou and quickened her pace to get there.

Seeing so many people, the attending physician spoke first, "We apologize for keeping you waiting. We have done our best, but the injured person is not completely out of danger and needs to be transferred to the intensive care unit for observation. If the person still hasn't woken up within three days, then..."

Noticing that everyone's faces had turned pale, he paused and then said, "Like you, I hope the injured person can wake up within three days, but I can't give you a guarantee right now. Whether he wakes up or not depends entirely on his own fate... You should prepare in advance."

With so many people around, he was afraid that those at the back wouldn't be able to hear him, so he deliberately raised his voice and spoke loudly.

As Li Shugang pushed Fu Zhenlong out of the elevator, Fu Zhenlong heard the attending physician's words and his eyes widened in shock.

Uncle Li couldn't believe this cruel news either.

He was afraid that Fu Zhenlong would not be able to withstand the blow and that his injuries would worsen, so he dared not push Fu Zhenlong over.

Fu Zhenlong urged in a trembling voice, "Uncle Li, push me over!"

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to search for Mu Tiantian's figure.

There are so many people here, Mu Tiantian must be among them.

Because he harbored a prejudice against Mu Tiantian, he stubbornly believed that if his son stayed in Dongcheng and didn't go looking for Mu Tiantian, nothing unexpected would happen.

The culprit is Mu Tiantian!