C98 Whether He Can Live or Not will Depend on His Luck

Gu Huanhuan nodded and limped after him.

When the person in charge of the traffic police department saw Yeh Chuxuan, he immediately walked over and asked respectfully, "Why did Mr. Yeh come? Do you know him?"

Yeh Chuxuan nodded and strode to the ambulance to take a look. Chung Ho's face was covered in blood, but he was still breathing.

"We must save them!" Yeh Chuxuan sincerely begged. Although he was his subordinate, Chung Ho had been with him for many years.

The ambulance whistled away. Yeh Chuxuan turned around and asked the traffic police, "What's the situation now? Why hasn't the person in the car been rescued yet?"

"The damage to the car is too serious. We have already informed the firefighters to come and support us. They are here."

Under the full support of the traffic police and firefighters, Gu Changsheng was finally carried out. Gu Huanhuan cried and pounced on him, but was pulled by Yeh Chuxuan and whispered, "Don't hinder the doctor's rescue."

Before following the ambulance and leaving, Yeh Chuxuan walked to the red truck and carefully observed it. It was an ordinary truck. The driver had died on the spot. It seemed that he could not get anything out of it.

"Please find all the tracks of this truck as soon as possible. I want to know where he came from." Yeh Chuxuan said to the traffic policeman.

Instinct told him that it was not a simple traffic accident, but someone deliberately did it. But who was this person? He had to investigate to find out.

Once Gu Changsheng was sent to the hospital, he was pushed into the operating theater. Gu Huanhuan sat outside the operating theater anxiously waiting. Mu Qingqing bought a simple breakfast and she was not in the mood to eat.

Yeh Chuxuan stood by the window. His assistant came and went again. He picked up the phone one after another. The hospital director waited in fear and trepidation. After he sent them off one by one, he stayed outside the operating room.

He did not know who was lurking in the dark, so he wanted to see Gu Changsheng the moment he woke up. At the same time, in order to protect his postoperative safety, he also transferred a lot of bodyguards.

However, when he just entered the operating theater, the doctor whispered to him that whether or not he could save Gu Changsheng depended entirely on his luck.

At this time, Yeh Chuxuan also had to pray in his heart. Since he could survive the earthquake on Phoenix Island, he would definitely get through this crisis.

After a morning of chaos, Gu Huanhuan's feet had completely swollen up. Just now, she was only worried about her father and did not feel anything at all. But now, when she sat down and waited quietly... The pain slowly spread, making her unable to help but bend down.

"Huanhuan, your feet are starting to hurt again?" Mu Qingqing noticed her expression was not right. She rolled up her pants and her ankle was swollen like a bun.

"Let's go. I will take you to the doctor." Mu Qingqing's heart ached.

Gu Huanhuan freed her hand and stared at the door of the operating theater. She said, "I'll go after Dad comes out."

Mu Qingqing tried her best to persuade her, "Uncle Gu's surgery is not over yet. I don't know when it will end. Let's go to the doctor first and take a look before coming over. "

"No, I want to wait for Dad." Gu Huanhuan was stubborn like a cow, but she was afraid that as soon as she left, her father would come out.

Mu Qingqing was angry. She stood up and shouted at her, "You just sit here and he will come out? The doctor just said that the surgery will take three to four hours. Do you not want this foot anymore?"

Gu Huanhuan's tears fell down and she said with grievance, "Qingqing, don't scold me. I already feel uncomfortable in my heart. Once you scold me, I feel even more sad..."

Mu Qingqing glared at her unhappily and sat beside her again. She said angrily," Okay, okay, okay. If you don't treat it, then don't treat it. When this leg is crippled, don't come and find me! "

Yeh Chuxuan coldly looked at the two women talking and talking. He glanced at the woman's injured ankle and took out his phone to make a call. "It's me. Get an orthopedist to come up."

Soon, the hospital director who had just left rushed over with a large group of doctors from the Orthopedics Department. There were also a few nurses pushing a new wheelchair behind them.

"Young Master Yeh, where are you hurt?" The hospital director asked nervously.

Yeh Chuxuan raised his chin and said, "Show her. She must have sprained her leg."

"Okay, okay, okay." The hospital director, who was usually arrogant, now looked like a little brother. He brought the doctor and ran towards Gu Huanhuan, who was sitting on the chair.

The two women were frightened by this scene. A few doctors went to work together, asked questions, pinched their feet, and took a photo. In a few minutes, her leg was covered with ointment, and the pain was alleviated quite a bit.

"Miss, please don't move your leg too much. It will be a serious injury for 100 days. If you don't take good care of it, there will be a big problem." An old doctor told her seriously.

"Then, can I still go to work? Can I go upstairs?" Gu Huanhuan asked.

"I can go to work, but I can't do too much activity. I will have a good rest these few days. It is more appropriate to go to work after a week."

"A week?" Gu Huanhuan was stunned and said with a bitter face, "My boss will fire me."

Yeh Chuxuan could not stand it anymore. He walked over and said, "Do you want money for your life? I will approve this leave. When your feet are ready, you can go to work."

Only then did Gu Huanhuan remember. Right now, Yeh Chuxuan was the biggest boss of the Baery Magazine. With his trump card, Witch Xiao should have nothing to say.

After the group of people left, Mu Qingqing recovered from her shock. She leaned over to her good friend's ear and asked softly, "Did he say to approve your leave just now? Could he be the big boss behind the scenes?"

Gu Huanhuan nodded.

"Oh my God!" Mu Qingqing patted her head and asked again, "Then should I go and kiss ass or something? It will be easier for me to work in the magazine in the future."

Gu Huanhuan was completely speechless. She would never be able to predict the way her best friend thought.

Ignoring Gu Huanhuan's obstruction, Mu Qingqing smiled gently and walked to Yeh Chuxuan who was not far away. She coughed dryly and said, "Mr. Yeh? I should be able to call you Director Yeh. It is very nice to meet you. My name is Mu Qingqing. I am an employee of the Baery Magazine. I can also be considered your employee. "

Yeh Chuxuan hummed lightly and said without any consideration for his feelings, "You don't need to flatter me. You just need to work hard."

"Uh... Yes, yes, yes, Director Yeh is wise. " Mu Qingqing tried to smooth things over awkwardly, but she was not willing to give up. She forced herself to ask, "Director Yeh hasn't had breakfast yet, right? I bought some. Why don't you try it?"

"Thank you, no need!" Yeh Chuxuan rejected her directly.

Mu Qingqing had never met this kind of man who did not give face at all. After touching the dust on her nose, she did not dare to stay any longer and ran back to Gu Huanhuan's side to complain, "No wonder you said he has a bad temper. Seeing him today, as expected."

"Shh! Lower your voice." Gu Huanhuan touched her best friend's arm and stared at the operating room again. She muttered to herself worriedly, "Why is it not over yet? Will something happen to my father?"