I Am the Mother of a Prodigy

Yang Yang, who had just been picked up from the pet hospital, squatted on the side of the bed, meowing at the fainted An Xiang in confusion, and finally jumped out of the bed with his ill-gotten hind legs, and ran to An Zimo to urge. Hold him.

The meow made An Zimo's consciousness gradually return.

He bypassed the mess and walked to the bed.

An Xiang closed her eyes tightly, she was breathing, and the corners of her lips were stained with blood. The blood on the bed was vomited or coughed up. Maybe she wanted to go to the ground for help, but because of her weak hands, the blood was rubbed everywhere. , Shocking.

An Zimo calmly picked up the phone, unlocked and dialed 120, and calmly told the situation: "Hello, this is Jiangting Building 23. My mother suddenly fainted. She coughed up a lot of blood. I need an ambulance."

The nurse heard that he was a child, but was surprisingly calm, so he sent the ambulance without consolation.

An Zimo hung up the phone, and the nanny screamed harshly behind him.

"This, what's going on..." The babysitter paled with fright. She didn't encounter such a situation. She stepped forward to help An Xiang, but An Zimo stopped in the next second.

"Don't move her. We are not sure if it is an internal injury. Moving the patient easily may cause secondary injury." An Zimo pursed his lips, his pale little face was calm, "The ambulance will be here soon. You will pack your clothes now. All the bank cards and ID cards must be prepared."

The babysitter was stunned for a while.

She originally thought that children under the age of four would be shocked by the sudden accident in front of her, but she didn't. He showed a calmness different from ordinary people in critical situations, and even coped better than adults.

The babysitter hurried to pack things, An Zimo didn't want to waste a minute and a second, first put the cat in the cage, and then went downstairs to open the door of the yard and the house, and immediately called Pei Yizhou.

There is about an eight-hour time difference between the UK and the country, and it happens to be early in the morning over there.

An Zimo didn't expect to get through, but he didn't expect to be answered after two rings.

"Zimo? Pei Dong is still attending the banquet, I guess he will be back in a while."

An Zimo's eyes flickered, "Then tell him, my mother is going to die soon." After that, she hung up the phone and called Pei Chen again.

"Hey?"

Through the microphone, the young boy's lazy and feeble voice reached his ears.

Today is school day. Hearing his voice, he knew that he should not have gone to school, "Are you still on the island?"

"No, I came back last night, what's the matter?" He was going to school, so he was sent back by a private jet arranged by Pei Yizhou, but Pei Chen was really sleepy and simply skipped the morning class. Anyway, Pei Yizhou could not control him abroad. he.

"My mother had an accident. You accompany me to the hospital."

"Fuck!" Pei Chen was sober in an instant, "What's the accident? Which hospital, why did it happen?" He didn't dare to delay, talking while putting on his pants.

The ambulance arrived at the door, and An Zimo only said the name of the hospital, hung up and led the doctor upstairs.

An Xiang still showed no sign of waking up. She was carried on the stent, followed by the nanny and An Zimo who were carrying things.

"The kid still don't follow. Are there any other adults in the family?" The doctor was afraid that the kid would cry in the car and affect the first aid, so he wanted to keep him.

An Zimo raised his head and his eyes were deep: "Uncle, I only have her as a mother. Please let me follow." His voice paused, "She also only has me."

For the first time, he was so low and humbled, and there was a faint pleading in his eyes.

The nanny also said: "Yes, the doctor will let our young master go. He was in charge just now. He is very sensible and promises not to cause you trouble."

The two were sincere, and time was too tight, and the doctor finally agreed to get him in the car.

The ambulance honked its whistle, and while galloping, the medical staff began to give first aid to An Xiang.

He watched quietly next to him, without crying or making trouble, without blinking, his numbness was like a puppet.

In the small space, he could hear the sound of the instrument, the nervous voice of the nanny, the doctor's intent thinking, but he could hear nothing.

He was surprised to find that he was actually used to it.

She used to praise him for his cuteness from the bottom of her heart, because he was down, because he was happy, and even when he went to bed, An Zimo could hear his mother calling his name in his sleep.

To her, he is everything, the sun she stays in the world.

An Zimo stared at the bloodless delicate face that was close at hand, his brain nerves were aching due to excessive tension, his fingertips were cold, his heartbeat speed was irregular, and his breathing lost rhythm due to his heartbeat frequency.

This emotion is called... panic.

An Zimo stroked his chest, he could hardly believe that he, who was lacking in emotion, would find one of these emotions at this moment.

But he didn't like it, he hated being controlled by such emotions.

An Zimo closed his eyes and tried to take a deep breath, trying to calm down. To no avail, as long as I saw An Xiang's eyes closed tightly, I was at a loss.

The hospital arrived soon, An Xiang was pushed to the emergency room, and at the same time Pei Chen and his assistant hurried over.

"An Zimo, think about sister?!"

"Dong Pei has applied for a private flight. He will fly back from the UK as quickly as possible. How is Mrs. An Xiang?"

Both of them were very anxious, with sweat on their foreheads.

An Zimo glanced at them with a calm tone: "I don't know."

He is the same as usual, without the slightest mood swing on his face.

Pei Chen, who was anxious to get angry all the way, suddenly exploded, "Don't you **** don't know?! Is your mother lying inside?!"

He leaned back in his chair, his eyes calm as water.

This appearance reminded Pei Chen that when he ran away from home last time, An Xiangming almost had an accident because of him, but he still didn't care, as if he didn't take it all into his eyes.

Pei Chen was about to go up to the theory, and was pulled by the nanny: "Master Pei Chen, calm down, don't scare the young master."

"He's scared! I think he would like to have a **** accident!"

Pei Chen dared to say anything when he was angry.

The accused An Zi's eyes flickered, and he didn't justify himself, letting Pei Chen scold him.

The babysitter was anxious and said: "It was the young master who discovered that Mrs. Ann had fainted first, and he dialed 120 as soon as possible, and he did all the preparations. How can you say such a thing?"

Pei Chen was stunned.

"I was also terrified at the time..." The babysitter cried out in fear, "He is a child, and it's pretty good to be able to handle it like that, and we just arrived, I really don't know what's going on inside..."

"I..." Pei Chen opened his mouth, and finally said nothing, pursing his lips and sitting next to An Zimo, "I'm sorry, I don't know the situation..."

He was also anxious. He didn't know how many red lights he had passed through on his motorcycle. He was naturally angry when he saw An Zimo's face that is neither salty nor indifferent. Combined with his black history, he would inevitably be irritable.

But Pei Chen forgot a little, An Zimo was a kid no matter how clever he was.

He is too harsh.

Pei Chen put his arms around the thin shoulders: "If you want to cry, you can cry by me."

"No need." An Zimo looked at the emergency room. Tears are the most useless thing in a crisis. Instead of crying and pleading with God, it is better to leave more patience to the medical staff.

Time passed by every minute, and the few people present had never felt that waiting was so tormented.

Only An Zimo, he didn't move the slightest position from the beginning to the end, calm, patient, and calm, without showing any panic.

Finally, the emergency room opened, and An Zimo went there first.

The doctor did not take off the mask, looked around and asked, "Who is the family member?"

An Zimo took the initiative to stand over: "I."

He muttered to the child's short arm for a few seconds, "Is there a bigger one?"

An Zimo said: "I am the biggest here."

The doctor's upper eyelids visibly jittered twice.

At this moment, Pei Chen reluctantly said: "He is my grandfather, he is indeed the oldest here."

"..." What kind of weird family your mother is.

The doctor said that he was someone who had seen the big scene, and quickly relieved, "The patient is in a critical condition, and you need to go through the hospitalization procedures for her immediately."

Pei Chen was so scared that his soul was lost, bad thoughts came out one by one, "Doctor, doctor, is it serious?"

After the words fell, the doctor patiently explained: "From the lung CT, we suspect that it is a malignant tumor. The tumor invades the large blood vessels and can cause massive hemoptysis. This is the case for the patient. If it is later, the patient is likely to cause hemoptysis to cause trachea. Blocked, suffocated and died. In short, you need to go through the hospitalization procedures first, and we will do a detailed tissue examination for the patient later. If it is determined to be a malignant tumor, we will contact you for a transfer."

Pei Chen took two steps back, his ears humming.

"You mean... lung cancer?"

The doctor's answer was still conservative: "Doubt."

Pei Chen's face was pale, and he fell back on the stool.

An Zimo fixedly looked at the closed door with no joy or sorrow in his eyes.

His fists clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched.

Afterwards, An Zimo asked the nanny to pass An Xiang's certificate to the assistant together with the medical insurance card, "Thank you for the hospitalization procedures for my mother."

"Okay, okay..." The assistant dared not delay after taking the things, and hurriedly went to the window to go through the formalities.

An Zimo looked up again: "How is my mother's situation now."

"The patient's condition has been calmed down, and family members can visit."

An Zi nodded, "How long does it take for the results of the organizational inspection to come out?"

The doctor replied: "About a week or so." After speaking, he looked at Xiang An Zimo's pale face and could hardly be comforted. "Don't worry too much about your child. As long as you receive treatment as soon as possible, your mother's condition will gradually get better."

He licked his lips and said nothing, and walked around the doctor to the ward.

The scorching sun on the horizon did not make this ward warm.

He walked step by step, approached step by step, standing by the bed staring at her.

Her face was too pale, without a trace of life, which made An Zimo dislike it.

He pulled the chair away and sat down, leaning his head and looking at her, not talking, just staying with him, and refusing to leave no matter what others called.

An Zimo sat for one day, like a puppet, without eating or drinking, without sleep, until the familiar sound of footsteps outside the door, he slowly looked up--

The man in his sight was sluggish and tired. The lips collapsed into a straight line, and his eyes looked deeply at the peaceful thought of lying on the bed unable to respond.

Pei Yizhou.

he came.