Chapter 701
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Song Qingchun had no time to care about her IV drip anymore. She reached out to pull out the needle on the back of her hand, pushed Qin Yinan away, and rushed out of the room.
Qin Yinan grabbed Song Qingchun's shirt from the side and followed. When he reached the door, he heard Song Qingchun ask the nurse he had called, "Where is Su Zhinian? How is he? Which room is he in? "
Qin Yinan didn't wait for the nurse to answer before he walked out. He draped the shirt over Song Qingchun, who was only wearing a thin hospital gown. Then he smiled apologetically at the nurse and said politely, "I'm sorry, please come back later to check on him."
Qin Yinan waited until the nurse left with the blood pressure machine before he pointed at the end of the corridor and said, "He's in the ICU."
Song Qingchun turned and ran toward the end of the corridor.
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When Song Qingchun got closer, she saw two people sitting at the entrance of the ICU.
One was Auntie Su, and the other was Cheng Qingchong.
When Cheng Qingchong saw Song Qingchun, she stood up immediately and greeted, "Miss Song."
Song Qingchun nodded at her before turning to look at Auntie Su.
Not long ago, Song Qingchun had met Auntie Su. At the time, she had looked young and elegant, but now, her hair was a mess, her eyes were red, and even her skin had lost its luster.
Song Qingchun knew that Auntie Su was in this state because of Su Zhinian, and Su Zhinian was in danger because of her.
At the end of the day, it was all her fault.
Song Qingchun turned to Auntie Su and apologized guiltily, "Auntie Su, I'm so sorry."
"Qingchun, what are you talking about?" Even though her son was in such a dangerous situation because of Song Qingchun, Auntie Su did not blame Song Qingchun at all. As she wiped away her tears with a napkin, she said through her tears, "Ah Nian wasn't pushed down the stairs by you; Ah Nian was the one who wanted to follow you. Furthermore, it was his duty to save you. If I was there, I would have asked him to save you as well. I'm glad you're fine."
Auntie Su couldn't control her emotions and started to sob.
If Auntie Su had scolded her and blamed her, Song Qingchun would have felt better.
However, Mother Su did not blame her at all. Instead, she turned around to comfort her.
Song Qingchun's tears fell uncontrollably. She apologized to Auntie Su again before turning around to look into the ICU through the glass.
Su Zhinian lay quietly in bed. His eyes were closed, and there was no sign of life on his face.
If it weren't for the heart monitor beside him, which was constantly showing the curve, he would look like a corpse.
There was a needle on the back of his hand, and the medicinal liquid was constantly being injected into his body.
The blood on his face had been wiped clean, and his facial features were still as beautiful as ever. However, when Song Qingchun looked at Su Zhinian in this state, a pain that felt like her heart was being torn apart slowly crept into her.
When he saw Song Qingchun staring blankly at Su Zhinian, he couldn't help but walk to her side and whisper, "His condition is a bit bad. There are many fractures, and there's fluid in his chest, but don't worry, tomorrow, the best doctor in the country will come to operate on him. He'll be fine …"
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