Me! A high-ranking official!

At this moment, Zhou Qingyan was nowhere to be seen, not even a trace of the powerful county party secretary she usually was. Her once refined and aloof face was now as white as paper, without a trace of color. Her mouth was tightly covered by a transparent ventilator mask, which made a faint hissing sound with the rise and fall of the machine. Various tubes of different thicknesses were inserted into her body and connected to the beeping vital signs monitor next to her.

His brows furrowed and his hands clenched into fists. Although they were just a nominal couple to deal with the political crisis, and hadn't even had a chance to properly keep their marriage certificate, seeing her lying there like a broken porcelain doll, her life hanging by a thread, still filled him with intense heartache and worry.

An hour passed, and the ambulance sped along, finally entering the provincial capital.

"In about half an hour, we should be at the Provincial Surgical Hospital..." The paramedic in the ambulance stared at the monitor, his voice tense.

Time ticked by, each second feeling like torture. Finally, with a sudden stop, the ambulance pulled steadily into the emergency department of the provincial surgical hospital!

As soon as the car came to a stop, the emergency team from the provincial hospital, who had been notified and were on high alert, rushed over. The car door was opened wide, and a group of people hurriedly pulled Zhou Qingyan's trolley out and pushed it into the department!

He ran wildly behind the cart.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to rush into the emergency room...

Zhou Qingyan, who had been lying motionless on the stroller, suddenly convulsed violently, and then her mouth opened.

"Wow!"

A shocking mouthful of blood gushed out of her mouth! The dark red blood flowed wildly out of the ventilator mask as if it were free, instantly staining the white hospital gown and the snow-white sheets!

"Oh no! Hemorrhagic shock! His blood pressure has plummeted!" The emergency doctor, his eyes wide with shock, roared, "Quick! Get him to resuscitation room number one! Prepare the defibrillator!"

The trolley was frantically pushed through the emergency room door. He was about to follow when a nurse at the door stopped him: "Family members are waiting outside! You can't go in!"

With a bang, the emergency room door slammed shut in front of him, and the glaring red "Resuscitation in Progress" light above instantly illuminated.

He stood anxiously at the door, peering through the small glass window, but the thick sterile curtains were already drawn, and he could see nothing but the shadowy figures of people in white coats running back and forth.

He took a few deep breaths, forcing his heart, which was pounding in his throat, to calm down. This life-threatening event was something he, a fake husband, could not possibly bear. He subconsciously took out his phone, wanting to contact Zhou Qingyan's family, but after searching through his contacts, he found that he did not have the contact information for any member of the Zhou family! He could only pace anxiously outside the door, waiting idly, watching as medical staff carrying blood bags rushed out of the room, and then others pushed equipment in.

The long and agonizing twenty minutes passed.

Finally, the door to the emergency room opened, and a doctor wearing a mask, his chest stained with blood, strode out, holding a thick stack of documents. He shouted, "Zhou Qingyan's family! Who is the family?!"

"I am!" He sprang forward like a spring.

The doctor gave him a very serious look and said in a deep voice, "The patient's condition is very serious! The car accident caused severe rupture of multiple organs, and there is a huge amount of bleeding in the abdominal cavity! Based on our initial observation, it is most likely a complex laceration of the spleen and liver! We must immediately perform open abdominal surgery to stop the bleeding and repair the organs!"

The doctor slammed the stack of documents into his hand: "These are the informed consent forms! There's also the invasive procedure consent form and the critical condition notice! There's no time to explain, please sign them immediately!"

He took the stack of documents, looked down, and saw that it was several pages long. The glaring "Critical Illness Notice" at the top seemed like a heavy hammer that slammed into his skull.

A critical condition notice... Could it be that Zhou Qingyan is really not going to make it this time?

But he knew better than anyone that at this critical juncture, saving lives was the most urgent matter! He didn't care about the risks, grabbed the pen from the doctor, and quickly signed the three characters "Zhao Jianguo" on all the documents.

Who knew that just as he handed the signed consent form to the doctor!

At the end of the corridor, a series of extremely hurried and chaotic footsteps suddenly came. A middle-aged man wearing an expensive suit, whose face resembled Zhou Qingyan's, rushed over with several attendants, sweating profusely.

The person who arrived was Zhou Qingyan's older brother, Zhou Mingyuan!

Zhou Mingyuan spotted Zhao Jianguo and the doctor standing at the door of the emergency room immediately. He rushed forward, his eyes red, and shouted, "Where's Xiao Yan?! How is Xiao Yan?!"

Zhao Jianguo glanced at him, wondering how the other man had known about Zhou Qingyan's accident so quickly and rushed to the provincial hospital, but he still immediately replied, "He's inside, being treated!"

Zhou Mingyuan completely ignored Zhao Jianguo and snatched the signed forms from the doctor's hand.

When he saw the red "Critical Illness Notice" at the top, his expression changed drastically. When his gaze moved down and saw the three characters "Zhao Jianguo" written in a flamboyant style in the family signature column, his anxious expression instantly turned into endless gloom and rage!

"Son of a bitch!"

Zhou Mingyuan suddenly raised his hand, and with thunderous rage, delivered a heavy slap to Zhao Jianguo's face!

"Who the hell asked you to sign?!" Zhou Mingyuan roared like a furious lion, pointing his finger at Zhao Jianguo's nose. "Who do you think you are?! Who do you think you are?! You think you have the right to sign on behalf of my sister?!"

He never expected the other party to suddenly attack at this critical moment. Caught off guard, he was hit and took two steps back while covering his face. He slowly raised his head, feeling the burning pain on his cheek. Looking at Zhou Mingyuan's arrogant and domineering face, the pent-up resentment and anger that had been building up in his heart for the past few days was like a powder keg that had been lit, and he could no longer suppress it!

Fuck you!

A terrifying ferocity flashed in his eyes. His body, which had been transformed by the Treasure Basin and possessed terrifying explosive power, was activated instantly. Without uttering a single word, he launched a powerful kick, accompanied by an unstoppable gale, and landed solidly on Zhou Mingyuan's chest!

"Bang!!!"

This kick was delivered with fury, and it was powerful and heavy!

Zhou Mingyuan, a high-ranking official, didn't even have time to react. He was sent flying more than two meters away, as if he had been hit by a truck! After crashing heavily onto the paving stones, the immense inertia caused his body to slide backward for more than a meter before finally coming to a stop!