bestfiction Chapter 462 Come and take my
Chapter 462 Come and take my
Gu Yuxuan's words hit Fu Sihan like a hammer, jolting him awake, his bloodshot eyes instantly focused. As he stumbled out his phone, his contacts scrolled frantically through his fingers. The moment the call was dialed, he screamed into the receiver, "Chen Xuan! Hurry and contact everyone in the company with RH negative blood to come to the hospital. My wife is having a premature birth and hemorrhaging. Everyone needs to donate one million yuan! Go!"
Before Chen Xuan could answer, Fu Sihan hung up. His nails dug deep into his palm, leaving crescent-shaped indentations on the phone's casing. His sharp breathing echoed through the hallway, like a trapped animal struggling in a cage.
Chen Xuan hurried to the company and said breathlessly, "Is there anyone in the company with RH negative blood? The president just called and said that his wife had a premature birth and heavy bleeding, and her blood is RH negative. The president said that if anyone donates blood, everyone will get one million. Hurry up, we're running out of time. How does the president's wife treat you guys?"
As soon as Chen Xuan finished speaking, the entire office fell into a brief silence. Suddenly, Chen Na jumped out and said, "If my wife hadn't helped me beat up that scumbag earlier, I'm afraid I would have been bullied by him to the point of being a scumbag. I'm RH negative, so I'm one of them."
Marketing intern Xiaolin stood up abruptly, his white shirt still stained with coffee from working overtime. "Me too! I can go right now!" Sister Zhang from the Finance Department had already grabbed her coat, her work jacket barely buttoned. "Count me in! Last year, my child needed money for surgery, and my wife had one million transferred to my account without a second thought. Even if she doesn't pay me this time, I'll donate blood for her. Count me in."
"Who else?!" Chen Xuan untied his tie, and the sweat on his forehead slid down his neck into his collar. "Mr. Fu said that one more person means one more hope!" His eyes swept over the group of people. There were too few people donating blood.
At this moment, one by one stood up and said, "I have RH negative blood. We are all willing to donate blood to Madam. Special Assistant Chen, please go quickly and don't delay Madam's blood donation.
Special Assistant Chen continued, "We're going to donate blood. We need a driver. If anyone can drive, please step up. There are so many donors, one car simply won't be enough." Just as Chen Xuan finished speaking, the roar of a car engine emanated from the parking lot. Old Zhou from the logistics department slammed to a stop in front of the office building, the bed still laden with office supplies. "I'll drive! I've driven long distances for twenty years, and I guarantee we'll get to the hospital quickly."
At this time, my new intern Xiao Zhao swung his car keys, his white shirt still stained with printer toner. "My dad is a driving instructor. He can even drift on mountain roads! I guarantee we'll be at the hospital in a few minutes."
At this time, three boys from the planning department stood up and showed their car keys, saying excitedly, "Assistant Chen, count us in too. Madam is always very good to us. She pays us a generous salary every month and gives us a holiday every month. This gives us time to date, so for Madam, I'd go through fire and water for her."
Seeing that most people had gathered, Special Assistant Chen quickly said, "Hurry up and get in the car. We're going to the hospital. Be sure to keep speed. I'll tell the traffic police team later. They'll escort us to avoid any further trouble."
Traffic police captain Wang Qiang stared at the caller ID for "Chen Xuan" on his phone, his finger hovering over the answer button for two seconds. As a longtime acquaintance of the Fu Group, he knew only too well that this special assistant only contacted them on important occasions. "Special Assistant Chen, what's going on today?" He deliberately teased, breaking the silence. Chen Xuan's hoarse breathing came through the receiver.
"Captain Wang, this is urgent!" Chen Xuan's voice was noticeably trembling. "Mrs. Fu is having a premature birth and hemorrhaging. We've organized a fleet of Rh-negative blood employees and are rushing to the hospital. We must race against time!" Wang Qiang's back instantly straightened. He grabbed the intercom and pressed the speakerphone key. "Specific route? How many cars are there?"
"Seven cars, turn from Century Avenue to Linjiang Road!" Chen Xuan's voice was cut off by the whistling wind. "Hurry up and have the traffic police direct traffic in front of our vehicles. Mrs. Fu is in critical condition now. Even a second of delay could be fatal!"
Wang Qiang's pupils suddenly contracted, and he immediately shouted into the intercom: "Attention all police officers on duty! Activate the emergency plan in the direction from Century Avenue to Linjiang Road! Clear the road and ensure that seven private vehicles have priority! The Iron Horse Team will immediately go to the intersection of Century Avenue and stand by!" While making arrangements, he grabbed the car keys and rushed out the door, his police boots making a rapid sound as they stepped on the ground.
The convoy sped along the road. Xiao Zhao's palms were slick with sweat, yet he gripped the steering wheel firmly. Xiao Li from the Planning Department glanced at the navigation system and spoke nervously, "We're up ahead, the most congested section of Century Avenue. Normally, at this time, the traffic is as dense as a parking lot!" As soon as he finished speaking, the traffic police at the intersection ahead began to gesture, and the long queue of vehicles moved to the sides, forcing a path through the area.
"That's awesome!" The colleagues in the back row couldn't help but cheer. Chen Xuan looked at the real-time traffic updates on his phone, feeling a little relieved, but then he remembered all the kindness Mo Wanting had shown him. Last year, when his father was seriously ill, it was Mo Wanting who quietly contacted a specialist to arrange surgery; when intern Xiao Lin was troubled by a client, it was Mo Wanting who stepped in to resolve the situation... Thinking of this, he clenched his fists and shouted into the intercom, "Everyone, hold steady. We'll be there soon!"
Meanwhile, in the operating room, the atmosphere was extremely tense. Gu Yuxuan's forehead was covered in sweat, dripping down the edge of his goggles. "Blood pressure continues to drop!" "Blood oxygen saturation has dropped below 65%!" The assistant's voice was tearful. Gu Yuxuan gritted his teeth, but the scalpel in his hand remained steady and accurate: "Prepare gauze packing and contact the interventional department!" Looking at Mo Wanting in front of him, he fell into deep thought. If she hadn't met Fu Sihan, she wouldn't be like this. If she had met him earlier, would the outcome be different?
Outside the operating room, Fu Sihan leaned against the wall, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes. What should he do if something happened to Mo Wanting? At this moment, Chen Xuan brought people to Fu Sihan and said, "President, we are here.
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Fu Sihan's eyes finally came into focus, and he saw more than 20 employees standing in front of him. He stood up and said, "If you save my wife this time, you will be my savior." Fu Sihan knelt down in front of them.
Si Han knelt down before them, his knees thumping heavily on the cold hospital tile floor. Twenty or so employees were stunned by this sudden action. Xiao Lin from the marketing department hurried forward to support him, his sleeves still stained with printer toner. "Mr. Fu, please get up! Mrs. Fu is always so kind to us. This is what we should do!"
"Boss Fu!" A nurse suddenly came running from the corner, her white skirt ruffled by the wind, her badge on her chest swaying violently. "Blood bank emergency! The patient's blood pressure continues to drop, and she needs an immediate supplement of RH-negative blood!"
This sentence hit everyone like a hammer. Fu Sihan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he reached out to grab the nurse's wrist: "How long will it take?" His voice was terribly hoarse, like sandpaper rubbing against rusty iron.