Fu Shiting's eyes were instantly murderous!

The doctor quickly changed his words: "I'm not saying she died. She may also be in temporary shock caused by excessive blood loss. Cough, shock!"

Fu Shiting's eyelashes trembled slightly, he took a deep breath, and hugged the woman in his arms tightly, wishing to rub her into his body.

A moment later, the helicopter landed in a hospital, and Qin Anan was pushed into the emergency room for rescue.

Fu Shiting stood outside the emergency room door, and the pause button was pressed for the entire portrait.

His body, his heart seemed to be hollowed out!

If Qin Anan has any mistakes, what should he do?

The phone rang, interrupting his painful thoughts.

He took out his phone and mechanically pressed the answer button.

"What happened to Qin An'an?! I've already dealt with the silver king!" Mike said proudly, "This old guy! I knew he would escape through the back door... I caught him as soon as he came out. Living!"

Fu Shiting's Adam's apple rolled, and he said hoarsely, "She was shot in the arm and is now rescuing."

"Which hospital are you in?! I'll rush over now!" Mike paused and asked, "Was she awake when you found her?"

Fu Shiting didn't know how to answer this question for a while.

"You talk!" Mike roared, "Fu Shiting, you fucking talk!"

"She must be alive," he said.

Mike understands.

Qin Anan is either dead or dying now.

"Mike, you go home first." Fu Shiting clenched his fingers tightly, and the only reason he had left him calmly said, "The children are still waiting at home. Go back and explain to them."

"Explain, how to explain? Tell them, is your mother dead?" Mike sneered coldly, "Why don't you do this kind of thing?!"

"She's not dead!" Fu Shiting's remaining rationality disappeared, "I said she's not dead! She can't die!"

......

After an unknown amount of time, the emergency room door was pushed open.

A doctor came out in a hurry.

"Sir, are you a family member of the patient?"

Fu Shiting strode forward: "Yes! I am!"

"Is the patient pregnant? Her abdomen is slightly bulging..." the doctor asked.

"Yes! The child is almost four months old!"

Doctor: "Okay, the current situation is..."

Fu Shiting couldn't help interrupting the doctor: "Is she still alive?! Tell me, she is still alive!"

"Sir, she is still alive," the doctor said. "When she was first delivered, her breathing was weak. After our rescue, her breathing is gradually normal now. But now she has a high fever and has lost too much blood. We must now Give her the fever, then take the bullet out of her body."

Fu Shiting's eyes were moist, and he murmured, "I knew she was still alive..."

"Sir, what is your relationship with the patient? Can you contact her husband?" the doctor said. "Because she is pregnant, we dare not give her medication without authorization. Any medication may affect the child in her belly."

Fu Shiting was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Cure her first. Use whatever medicine you need. Her health is the most important thing."

"Oh, are you her husband?"

Fu Shiting's eyes were scarlet: "I am the father of the child."

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