Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

Shi Miao was also asked to be inspected.    

She patted the CT scan on her head and found that she was fine.    

Half an hour had passed and Zhan Yeling was still in the emergency room.    

Shi Miao was waiting outside. Her heart was in a mess, and she anxiously paced back and forth.    

Another half an hour passed, and the doctor came out. Shi Miao hurriedly went forward, wanting to hear the good news from the doctor. However, she heard the doctor say, "Mr. Zhan's nerves were smashed and his bones were broken. The most important thing is that his arteries have been ruptured, and he needs amputation... "    

"What!?" Shi Miao was so scared that her head turned white and her legs went soft. She staggered a few steps back and held onto the wall in time before she did not fall.    

Her face was pale and her lips trembled. "No, don't amputate! Do your best, do your best to protect him and save him."    

She grabbed the doctor's shoulder and shook her head excitedly.    

"Calm down, you're Mister Zhan's wife, right? It's better to sign it earlier for the sake of Mr. Zhan's life so that we can perform the surgery as soon as possible. " The doctor made Shi Miao calm down. He even took out the surgery consent form and let her sign it.    

Tears flowed down her face and her legs went soft. "No, I won't sign it, don't, don't amputate his limbs..."    

Zhan Yeling was such a proud and confident person. If he lost both his legs, it would be worse than death.    

"Don't operate on him first. Take emergency measures to save his life and stop the bleeding!" Shi Miao said calmly with tears on her face.    

The more time it was, the more she could not lose her sense of propriety, because she needed to make a decision about what Zhan Yeling was going to do.    

She could not rush to the doctor.    

Shi Miao said sternly to the doctor. She took out her phone and her hands trembled. She anxiously dialed Cheng Jiuyuan's number. "Cheng Jiuyuan, come over quickly. You are the only one who can save Zhan Yeling..."    

The closest hospital they came to was not Cheng Jiuyuan's hospital.    

She believed that Cheng Jiuyuan would have a better way to protect Zhan Yeling.    

The doctor listened to Shi Miao's words. He first stopped the bleeding and transfused blood to protect Zhan Yeling's life.    

After Cheng Jiuyuan understood the situation, he rushed to the hospital in less than ten minutes and put on his surgical gown.    

Before he entered the operating theater, Shi Miao grabbed his arm. There were tears on her face, solemn and serious. She even used all the strength in her body to say to Cheng Jiuyuan, "Protect his life and his legs! He must have legs!"    

"I will do my best." Cheng Jiuyuan only replied one sentence before he quickened his pace and approached the operating theater.    

The Operating Theater closed, and a few red words lit up in the middle of the surgery.    

Shi Miao's legs were weak, and she leaned against the waiting chair beside her. Her heart was tightly held, and her face was pale. She put her hands on her chin, and she was so nervous that even her breathing was tight.    

The unknown danger and worry tightly gripped her heart.    

She hoped that Cheng Jiuyuan could have a way to save Zhan Yeling's life and also protect his legs.    

The four men who had sent Zhan Yeling to the hospital were Uncle Mi's bodyguards. After sending Zhan Yeling to the hospital, they left two men behind and the other two left.    

However, the two men who stayed only stood straight at the end of the corridor. They did not have Shi Miao's heart-wrenching worry and pain.    

After all, they had seen life and death many times and were numb to it.    

Time passed bit by bit. Every minute and every second that was waited was torture to Shi Miao.    

Rushing footsteps came from the corridor of the operating theater.    

Shi Miao bit her finger and did not pay attention to the outside world.    

It was not until her tensed body was embraced that a woman's comforting voice came from above her head, "Don't worry, Shi Miao. Director Zhan will be fine..."    

It was Dai Sisi comforting her.    

"Shi Miao, don't be too sad. Let's wait for the result." Beside her, Shi Xiangjue also sat down.