Chapter 508: 507 Afraid
“Is there anything else?”
Miss Na shook her head. “No.”
The elevator door then opened, and Shen Yan stepped out.
Miss Na quickly followed after her.
Shen Yan turned to look at her and added, “Treat the staff here to some drinks later. I can go there myself.”
Miss Na was forced to stop in her footsteps and reminded, “Miss Shen, be careful on the road.”
“I know.”
Shen Yan put on her mask and walked out. When she reached the road, she took a taxi.
Her hands and feet were chilly as she sat in the taxi. She did not dare to imagine Fu Hang’s current situation.
Shen Yan rushed to the hospital, and the resuscitation room was located on the first floor. She dashed there quickly.
When Shen Yan arrived at the door of the resuscitation room, the lights on the resuscitation room had just been turned off. The doctor walked out fatigued.
“Doctor, did the accident victim get brought in for resuscitation? I’m his fiancée. How is his condition now?” Shen Yan asked anxiously.
The doctor saw Shen Yan’s expression and slowly took off his mask. He shook his head and said apologetically, “I’m sorry. We’ve tried our best. When the patient was brought in, he bled too much…”
Shen Yan’s mind went blank. At that moment, a bed covered with white cloth was pushed out of the resuscitation room. Her body trembled uncontrollably. It seemed as though she had fallen into a frozen lake.
Shen Yan’s eyes instantly turned red. Tears fell uncontrollably. She covered her mouth with both hands. “No, this is impossible. How could this be?”
“Yanyan?”
Just as Shen Yan was in despair, she suddenly heard a familiar voice.
Did she hear the voice of Fu Hang’s soul?
Shen Yan’s body weakened involuntarily, and she was on the verge of falling to the ground.
All of a sudden, she fell into a warm and familiar embrace.
Shen Yan looked up and saw Fu Hang. She stood up and immediately gave him a hug.
When supporting her, Fu Hang used his uninjured hand. When Shen Yan hugged him, he turned his body slightly and moved his injured hand to the side.
Fu Hang was about to say something when he suddenly heard a heart-wrenching wail. He turned his head and saw a woman and an old man sobbing by the bed covered with a white cloth.
Fu Hang finally understood Shen Yan’s reaction. He lowered his head and tenderly kissed Shen Yan. He asked softly, “Did I scare you?”
Shen Yan also saw the woman and the old man crying. She then looked at Fu Hang in front of her. His left hand was in a cast, and she suddenly felt a little awkward.
She instantly felt a little embarrassed and changed the topic. “Is it a fracture?”
“Well, it seems that I won’t be able to cook for my sweetheart every day in the future,” Fu Hang said with a regretful look.
Hearing Fu Hang’s words, Shen Yan couldn’t help but laugh and said, “What situation are you in right now? You’re still thinking about cooking?”
Fu Hang used his right hand to carefully wipe away Shen Yan’s tears, and his phoenix-like eyes moved slightly. “Do you know what I was thinking when I got into the car accident?”
Shen Yan’s heart instantly jumped to her throat, and she subconsciously hugged Fu Hang tightly in front of her. She was a little worried that she would lose him, so she asked sullenly, “What did you think of?”
“I haven’t grown old with you yet, so I don’t want to leave so early.”
Hearing Fu Hang’s words, the tears that she had fought so hard to hold back began to flow uncontrollably. She buried herself in Fu Hang’s arms and sobbed, “What nonsense are you thinking?”
When Fu Hang heard Shen Yan’s voice change, he felt a little uneasy and responded, “Yes, I will stop thinking about nonsense. Fortunately, it was just a false alarm.”
Shen Yan looked at the wound on Fu Hang’s face and asked softly, “Will it leave a scar?”