"How is the situation now? Is the ambulance here yet?"
The rescue team member beside Jiang Ruolan also squatted down and looked carefully. His eyes widened as soon as he saw Xian Zihao. "Oh my god, isn't that President Xian? I know him!"
Then, the rescue team leader stood up and shouted, "Hurry, call an ambulance and ask where they are! This person is very important!"
"Zihao! Zihao!" Jiang Ruolan didn't dare to shake his body. Blood continued to flow out of Xian Zihao's back, and in the blink of an eye, the ground where she was kneeling was covered in blood. The person who was usually warm in her arms was now very cold. "Don't sleep. Please wake up!"
Xian Zihao's tightly closed eyes moved slightly as tears fell on his bleeding face. His eyelashes trembled a little, and he finally opened his eyes slightly, looking at Jiang Ruolan's crying face. He wanted to smile and give her a little comfort, but he had no strength. His lips moved slowly.
"Zihao!" Seeing him open his eyes and move his lips, Jiang Ruolan quickly lowered her head, put her ear to his mouth, and asked, "What are you talking about?"
"Don't…Cry…" A weak voice whispered into her ear as he exhaled deeply. Then, he raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her face, but just as he raised his hand slightly, it powerlessly fell down. The instant Jiang Ruolan cried out in a low voice, Xian Zihao closed his eyes once again.
Zihao!"
At this time, an ambulance also arrived. Jiang Ruolan hugged Xian Zihao's body tightly as her whole body trembled. She raised her eyes to look at the crowd and asked for their help, "Save him. Please, please, save him."
The ambulance stopped at the side, and a few people got off the ambulance and rushed over in an orderly manner. They squatted on the ground to examine Xian Zihao's injuries, and one of the paramedics immediately said in a serious tone. "He is in a very dangerous situation! Hurry! Immediately send him to the hospital!"
A few medical staff carried the stretcher. Although Jiang Ruolan didn't want to let go, she didn't dare to act rashly.
She looked at Xian Zihao reluctantly as he was carried into the ambulance by the paramedics.
"Miss, are you all right? Hurry up, get in the ambulance, we need to check on your condition too."
One of the paramedics saw that Jiang Ruolan was also covered in blood, but it looked like she had no injuries. The paramedic stopped and looked at her carefully. His eyes were filled with shock and worry.
"I'm fine, I'm not injured. My husband protects me from all fatal wounds. Don't worry about me, save him first! He can't die! Nothing must happen to him!" Jiang Ruolan cried and pulled the paramedic's arm. "Please, save him! You must save him! He can't die. He can't die!"
When the medical staff heard it, they immediately got into the ambulance. The other nurse helped Jiang Ruolan get into the ambulance to clean up the blood and gasoline scattered all over her body.
Two minutes later, as an ambulance drove along the road, a nurse holding a notebook said, "Miss Jiang, in half an hour, there will be someone from the traffic team going to the hospital. Are you sure you can handle it? Even if you aren't injured, your body will definitely be hit hard. I suggest you check it out."
Jiang Ruolan's eyes were focused on Xian Zihao, who was being rescued. She wiped away her tears and nodded silently. "As long as he's fine, I'll do whatever you want."
"Don't worry, none of us will treat him lightly! But …" One of the paramedics next to her hesitated for a moment. "Based on the current situation, the injuries are too severe. You have to be prepared."
Jiang Ruolan covered her mouth with her hands and shifted her gaze to the tree outside the ambulance. Tears flowed down her hands, but she did not dare to cry out loud.
"You are pregnant, please don't cry. Your emotions cannot be unstable. We… We will try our best to save your husband." Added the paramedic.
Jiang Ruolan didn't dare to carelessly ask for help because she didn't want to disturb them or distract them from saving Xian Zihao. Her begging was useless. No matter how much she begged, they would still say that they will do their best.
In less than ten minutes, an ambulance arrived at the hospital. Jiang Ruolan was helped out of the ambulance and then watched helplessly as Xian Zihao was brought into the emergency room. She took a deep breath and told herself that she couldn't give up at this moment.
The hospital had arranged for emergency rescue, and Jiang Ruolan was unable to intervene. Under the coaxing of the nurses, she finally agreed to change her clothes and check her body.
After examining her body and making sure that there were no injuries at all, under the doctors' blessing, Jiang Ruolan walked out of the emergency room without looking back.
After that, a few traffic police officers came over. Jiang Ruolan forced herself to keep her spirits up while waiting for the result of Xian Zihao's condition. While waiting, she told the traffic police officers everything that had happened in detail.
Old Man Xian, Xian Jian, and Zhan An hurriedly walked over. When they saw Jiang Ruolan in her hospital gown standing in front of the emergency room with a pale face, they quickly walked over.
"What's going on? Where's Zihao? How is he?"
"Ruolan, is Zihao inside?"
Zhan An quickly walked towards her and asked anxiously.
Xian Jian frowned. "I was about to go to Xian Group but heard that something very big was happening. What had really happened?"
After dealing with the traffic police, Jiang Ruolan couldn't help but feel sore in her heart the moment she saw the Xian Family. The moment the Old Man and Zhan An rushed towards her, her legs softened, and she was about to kneel down. "I'm sorry, grandfather, dad, mom. I'm the one who dragged Zihao down. I'm sorry."
"Child, why are you on your knees? This is not the time to discuss the matters that you do not cause! How's Zihao? Say it!" Zhan An pulled her up quickly. "How is he?"
"How long he's been there?" The Old Man frowned as he looked at the closed emergency room door.
Jiang Ruolan wanted to calm down, but at the moment, she really could not. Her hand trembled as Zhan An held it. Tears streamed down her face as she said, "It's been over an hour and he still hasn't come out."
Hearing that, Old Man Xian frowned. Zhan An's eyes reddened, but she held Jiang Ruolan's hand tightly and looked down at her big stomach. "Don't be afraid, Zihao will be fine. I heard the accident was serious? Are you okay?"
Jiang Ruolan shook her head and cried, "Mom, I'm fine. Zihao protected me. Otherwise, he won't be seriously injured. I'm sorry, if I'm not insisted on buying clothes, this wouldn't happen. I've harmed him!"
"Unexpected disaster, who can estimate it? Don't cry, stupid child. Don't blame yourself. Your body can't accept any stress. Zihao will be fine, I know my own son, he is not weak. He will definitely survive. Don't cry. Be good."
"If he knew you were crying like this now, his heart would hurt too." Zhan An wiped away the tears on Jiang Ruolan's face. "Mom knows what you are worried about now. Don't be afraid. We will accompany you here."
Xian Jian and Old Man Xian turned around to communicate with the traffic police team nearby and asked the general story clearly. This was the first time Jiang Ruolan showed such a helpless and frightened expression, making it hard for people to ask her anything.
Zhan An hugged her and patted her shoulder, but her (Zhan An) eyes always stared at the light on the emergency room door.
Jiang Yijun walked over and placed his hand on Jiang Ruolan's shoulder gently. Although he didn't say anything, he quietly comforting her.
As soon as Jiang Ruolan heard the emergency room door opened, she hurriedly turned around and saw a nurse coming out. "How is my husband?"
"The patient has lost too much blood. A lot of B-type blood was prepared just now, but it isn't enough. We need another B-type blood urgently."
The nurse said seriously and looked around. "There are so many people here. Who has B-type blood? Can you help me first? If that is not enough, we can let the blood bank think of a way!"
"Me!"
"I am!"
"Let me …"
Jiang Ruolan could no longer hear the voices around her. She was an A-type, and she wanted to open up a blood transfusion. However, she knew that she could not help Xian Zihao.
She wanted to say something, but her legs suddenly gave way, and her vision turned black.
"Ruolan!"
"Child!"
