Peerless Martial Expert in the City
Chapter 187 - 186: Unbelievable

Chapter 187: Chapter 186: Unbelievable

Before she could speak, Xiao Yi was already preparing to leave. He had just heard over the phone that Wang Xiaohu might be in life-threatening danger. Although he did not yet know the extent of the injuries, or if he could be of any help, he at least had to go and see, and help as much as he could if possible.

Even if not for Wang Qingqing’s sake, just from his recent interaction with Wang Dawei and Li Xiaomei alone, he already had a good impression of this couple who were struggling to survive in the big city of G City. He would help as much as possible.

When the two of them reached the yard, Wang Dawei had already reversed the car. They hurriedly pulled open the door and sat in.

No sooner had they shut the doors than Wang Dawei had started the car. He sped ahead as if he were insane.

Throughout the drive, no one spoke. Wang Dawei, like a madman, had his weather-beaten face tense with fear, and his somewhat cloudy eyes were filled with red blood veins as he stared blankly ahead. His foot forcefully pressed on the accelerator, and his hands tightly gripped the steering wheel. From his continuously twitching fingers and the bulging veins on the back of his hands, it was evident how tense and afraid he was at that moment.

Li Xiaomei also said nothing, her face pale, tightly gripping the handle above her head, her teeth firmly clenched.

No one knew the fear and anxiety in the hearts of the couple at that moment. They had only this one son, and although they had lived in this pioneering city of reform for over two decades, in their bones, they were still typically traditional rural people. They had placed all their hopes on their only son. To them, their son was everything; all their struggles and hardships were for him.

Although they also dreamed of him achieving great success and often hoped for more from him, frequently scolding him and even acting very harshly, it could not mask the love for their son in their hearts.

Xiao Yi, looking at Wang Qingqing beside him, who was also tense, her face turning pale, her lips tightly pursed, hesitated for a moment, then gently took her small hand and whispered, "Don’t be too nervous, the situation might not be as bad as you think. It’s quite possible that the hospital staff exaggerated the severity to get you to pay faster."

"Thank you!"

Wang Qingqing turned her head, squeezed a faint smile at Xiao Yi, then turned back around, her expression not eased by Xiao Yi’s comfort.

She couldn’t control the panic and fear of possibly losing a loved one inside her. The handsome face of her cousin Wang Xiaohu, who inherited all the good features from his parents, kept appearing before her eyes, and she seemed to continually hear his somewhat childish voice.

Although she and her cousin Wang Xiaohu had not grown up together and even the time they spent together wasn’t long—almost every year only during the New Year when Wang Dawei would bring him home—it was then they could meet, but their relationship had always been very good. Every year as the New Year approached, she would eagerly anticipate their return, not for the variety of delicious foods Wang Dawei brought home that she had never seen before, but for her cousin’s return, eager for him to talk about the life of the kids in the big city of G City, the new things happening to them, while she shared the daily lives and interesting games of the mountain kids with her cousin.

As she grew older, after she learned to write letters, they would frequently correspond with one another, exchanging letters every month to share their latest news.

Latterly, with everyone having mobile phones, communication became even more convenient, and the siblings kept in touch even more frequently,could be said that their relationship was even closer than that of some biological siblings since not many siblings can be both siblings and best friends like they were.

She could hardly imagine how her handsome, vibrant cousin, who she had just seen recently, could suddenly be critically ill in the hospital.

Xiao Yi glanced at Wang Qingqing, then at Wang Dawei and Li Xiaomei in front, sighed softly, and said no more.

After Wang Dawei’s frantic drive, the car finally arrived at the parking lot of the Provincial People’s Hospital half an hour later. As soon as the car stabilized, they pulled out the keys, jumped out of the car, and ran wildly inside.

Xiao Yi and Wang Qingqing, fearing some mishap, hastily followed them.

When the four of them arrived at the entrance to the emergency room after inquiring along the way, several middle-aged men and women, their eyes bloodshot and appearing about the same age as Wang Dawei and Li Xiaomei, were already standing there.

Some of the women with weaker mental fortitude had already started crying, cowering. The atmosphere at the entrance was very tense as nurses kept coming in and out, and doctors in white coats with stern expressions appeared occasionally. A red light flickered intensely outside an operating room that was undergoing emergency surgery, hanging hearts in throats.

Suddenly, just as Wang Dawei was about to approach a nurse to ask about the situation, the light in one operating room stopped flashing, and the door was pushed open.

A doctor in a white coat and a face mask, her whole person tightly wrapped, walked out. As she stepped out of the operating room, she removed her thin surgical gloves and looked toward the middle-aged couple and an elderly woman with white hair at the entrance. Her eyes, usually cold and numb, showed a rare hint of compassion as she shook her head and said in a hoarse voice tinged with emotion,, "I’m sorry, we did everything we could."

Then, as if unable to bear seeing their reaction, she quickly turned and left.

Upon hearing the doctor’s words, the elderly woman immediately rolled her eyes and fainted on the spot, while the middle-aged couple also shook violently as if they were about to faint. But being somewhat younger and stronger of heart, they didn’t completely pass out and, after swaying a bit, the middle-aged woman, as if she had lost her soul, murmured repeatedly,, "Impossible, impossible, it’s not real, it’s not real!"

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