A Young Woman's Heart

She finally found Hua Yinyin's phone. It took her half a minute just to unlock it by pressing the asterisk and hash keys. When she wanted to make a call, she almost forgot what the '120' number was.

I thought about it several times before it suddenly dawned on me: isn't the phone number '120'?

"Hello... hello? There's been a car accident here, and someone's injured." Mo Xueyao tried to speak quickly and clearly. "It's on Banshan Road, across the street from a barbershop. Okay... please hurry."

This place is actually not far from the fruit shop where Mo Xueyao's family lives.

She only remembered this after she finished making the call.

Furthermore, because the nearest provincial cancer hospital is a specialized cancer treatment hospital, it does not have the departments that other regular hospitals would have.

Li Wanyan's condition is surgical, and the nearest orthopedic or hand and foot surgery department is the Affiliated Hospital of Hangzhou Normal University. Even if the traffic is smooth, it will take about fifteen minutes to get there.

The round trip took half an hour.

Although the amount of bleeding wasn't very large, the blood was indeed flowing continuously. If it continued like this for half an hour, it could potentially cause hemorrhagic shock.

Now her wrist is badly injured, and Mo Xueyao doesn't dare to bandage it herself; she has to get a professional to do it.

"Yinyin, you stay here and watch over Wanyan, I'm going to call my dad!" Mo Xueyao said, scrambling to her feet and running quickly toward the fruit shop. She almost tripped over herself, but managed to regain her balance.

"I'll try my best..." Hua Yinyin only dared to glance at Li Wanyan out of the corner of her eye, trying to calm herself down.

The truck driver crashed into the windshield and is now in a coma.

A kind passerby helped him out of the car and called for an ambulance.

The driver also suffered a head injury and was bleeding, but the amount of bleeding was small and did not seem too serious.

The coma may simply be due to a specific impact on a particular area, triggering the body's automatic response mechanism.

At this moment, Mo Wenli was standing at the entrance of the fruit shop, smoking and watching the commotion, but he never expected that the commotion would be related to him.

"Dad!"

"Slow down, slow down, why did you make such a mess?"

"Car accident..." When she saw her father, she suddenly didn't know what to say. "Wanyan! You're injured, you need to be taken to the hospital!"

"What?" The father's eyes widened. "Take me there! Wait, I'll drive there, and we'll go straight to the hospital!"

"I've already called for an ambulance, but they'll arrive in at least fifteen minutes, and it'll take at least half an hour round trip," Mo Xueyao shouted urgently. "Hurry up, Dad!"

"Okay, I'll go open it right away." Mo Wenli winked at Yang Xiaoyu, who was standing next to him. "You watch the shop, I'll take them to the hospital first!"

"Be careful." The mother frowned worriedly. "Is Yaoyao alright?"

"I'm fine! Wanyan is injured!"

"Hurry up, get in the car." The father said, jumping into the van parked behind the shop. "How serious are your injuries?"

"My wrist is cut, you can see the bone." Mo Xueyao calmed down again and plopped down in the passenger seat.

"It shouldn't be life-threatening, but I'm worried about the long-term effects. Which hand?"

"Right hand..."

"Right hand." The father started the van, quickly reversed out, then stepped on the gas and shifted gears one after another, driving to the end of the road and then turning around to drive over, finally stopping next to Hua Yinyin and Li Wanyan.

Li Wanyan's face was somewhat pale. Although Hua Yinyin was suffering from hemophobia, she still tried her best to take care of her.

The father quickly jumped out of the car, picked up Li Wanyan and carried her horizontally, laying her flat on a pile of snakeskin bags in the back of the car.

To facilitate loading and unloading of goods, all the seats in the third row have been removed, making it very spacious for passengers.

"Xiaoyao, go to the back and keep an eye on things. We don't have anything to stop the bleeding right now, so we'll have to speed things up."

"Okay." Mo Xueyao helped Hua Yinyin into the passenger seat. "Yinyin, you can sit in the passenger seat. Everything should be alright now, right?"

"...I'm feeling a little better."

"Are you alright?" the father asked, looking at Hua Yinyin.

"Me? I'm fine... phew."

As for the fact that an ambulance had already been called, there was no time to worry about it now. Anyway, the ambulance's arrival wasn't a complete waste, since there was still an unconscious truck driver who needed to be moved.

"Hold on tight!" The father gradually increased the speed, but he did not run red lights in this emergency. Only at small, deserted intersections would he slow down slightly after confirming the situation.

They haven't even gotten them to the hospital yet. What if they get into another car accident on the way? That would be even worse.

As we approached the city center, the car slowed down slightly, mainly because there were more pedestrians.

Although he was in a hurry, he could only drive slowly and patiently. When he encountered pedestrians who insisted on running red lights, he would honk the horn as hard as he could. In this way, he arrived at the hospital entrance in about ten minutes.

A glimmer of hope has appeared.

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Chapter 100 Untitled

The hospital corridors seemed to be filled with the smell of disinfectant at all times.

Golden osmanthus blossoms lay scattered on the ground in the courtyard, leaving only some bare branches swaying gently in the wind.

"Is the check-up complete?" Mo Wenli sat in the chair, wanting to light a cigarette, but when he saw the passing medical staff staring at him, he awkwardly put the cigarette back in the pack.

Hua Yinyin was sitting in a chair, looking completely exhausted. In fact, her legs were so weak when she was walking earlier.

"The check-up is done. Yinyin and I are both fine, just some abrasions." Mo Xueyao pointed to her elbow, where medicine had been applied and a band-aid had been put on.

The actual severity is probably less than the injury a boy might get from accidentally falling while playing basketball.

"Here, I bought you both some Coke to calm your nerves." The father laughed and handed over two bottles of Coke.

"Glug glug..." Hua Yinyin picked up the cola and poured it into her mouth. "Phew—I never want to encounter something like this again in my life."

Unexpectedly, she, who usually seemed so daring, was actually quite timid. However, at this moment, Mo Xueyao had no mood to tease her at all, and instead asked anxiously, "How is Wanyan?"

"She was taken into the operating room. Don't worry, she was still conscious before she went in."

As they were talking, a doctor's assistant pushed open the door and came out, asking, "The patient has type B blood. Do any of you have type B blood? If so, we can give the transfusion directly without having to get blood from the blood bank."

"It is I!" Mo Xueyao immediately raised her hand, but her father pressed it down.

“Let me do it, I’m also blood type B.” The father took a step forward.

"Okay, come over here for blood type matching first. Once we confirm there are no abnormalities, we will start the transfusion immediately."

"Okay, thank you for your help."

"It's what we should do," the other person said with a smile.

With her father around, Mo Xueyao didn't need to worry about anything. It was like having a strong backer. Although the results weren't out yet, she was no longer so nervous.

Hua Yinyin fell asleep leaning against Mo Xueyao just a few seconds ago. Today, she was frightened by the out-of-control truck and also felt unwell for a long time due to hemophobia. Now that she has calmed down, she feels a little tired.

Come to think of it, I even went hiking today...

We had agreed to have dinner together, but it seems we'll have to postpone it.

"Excuse me, has the injured person's guardian arrived?" Just as the father returned after receiving a blood transfusion, a man in a suit who looked very professional politely asked the doctor.

“That’s me,” his father said to him.

"Oh, hello, I'm from the insurance company. The truck driver's company representative will be here shortly, and we'll discuss the compensation."

"Even though there wasn't a direct collision, you still need to pay the full amount in compensation, right?"

"We'll have to wait until we know the specific details."

"Tsk." The father didn't quite like his smooth way of speaking, but he still followed him over and waited for the third person to arrive in the smoking room on the other side.

Mo Xueyao felt a little heavy on her shoulders, so she gently moved Hua Yinyin's body so that her head could rest on her lap.

She was actually very tired, but she couldn't rest peacefully until she knew Li Wanyan's condition.

Bored out of her mind, she counted the tiles one by one, waiting for the operating room light to turn green again.

"Snap." Suddenly, the operating room light turned green, which cheered her up. She subconsciously stood up, almost causing Hua Yinyin to fall to the ground.

"Hmm... Little Yao Yao?"

"Have you rested well?"

"She's alright. How's Wanyan?"

"The surgery is over." Mo Xueyao tried to unscrew the cap of the Coke bottle, but found that she couldn't open it at all. So she simply bit it with her teeth and finally managed to unscrew it.

"It should be alright, right?"

"I should..." she said, somewhat uneasy.

Then I saw three nurses push out a wheeled hospital bed.

Li Wanyan lay quietly on the bed, her hair somewhat disheveled, her face still very pale, only her lips were still rosy.

"How is it?" Mo Xueyao asked nervously.

"He will need to be hospitalized for observation and rest for the time being."

"Oh... okay." Mo Xueyao followed the three nurses into a ward.

There was a sleeping woman near the door in the ward, the middle bed was empty, and Li Wanyan's bed was moved to the window position. Then the nurse retracted the wheels and fixed it in place.

"She's asleep now because of the anesthesia, and she'll wake up soon." Seemingly sensing her worry, the nurse smiled gently. "Don't worry, she's not in any danger."

"Hmm... what about her hand...?"

"We'll have to wait for the surgeon's written report. You'll know the details soon."

“Okay…” Mo Xueyao still felt a huge weight lifted off her shoulders.

It would be one thing if the left hand was injured, but it happened to be the right hand.

If you can't use your right hand, even writing and eating will become problems, which will greatly affect your quality of life.

Mo Xueyao's gaze fell on Li Wanyan's right hand, which was bandaged tightly, and she took another big gulp of cola.

A short while later, the nurse brought over the official written report, which included an X-ray image.

"What exactly is it?" Hua Yinyin picked up the black and white X-ray image and looked at it for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out. "Uh... I don't understand it."

“I need to see the written report.” Mo Xueyao glanced at the form containing the physical data. It was all numbers, and since she knew nothing about this, she had no idea what each number meant. She could only put it aside and look at the last detailed report written in Chinese.