amaotonovel Chapter 144 Do you two need any help?
Chapter 144 Do you two need any help?
Before she could finish speaking, Xiao Lan hung up the phone.
"Master, Xiao Lan has detected that this caller is not very friendly to you. Do you want to block them? If necessary, Xiao Lan will block all real-name verified communication methods under this number," the phone assistant inquired.
Yan Zhuoyu chose "yes".
She sat on the sofa, phone in hand, lost in thought.
That phone call just now didn't sound fabricated; there must be something fishy about it.
Since Yan Shuting insists that she instructed someone to hit Yan Longyu, it is very likely that the perpetrator deliberately left clues pointing to her.
In any case, she could not sit idly by and wait for her death.
Yan Zhuoyu sent the call log to Attorney Yue and sent people to investigate the truth of the matter.
While waiting for news, she also made sure to tell Pei Weijin, who was on the plane, about it.
Although he can't see the news now, if the police need her to cooperate with the investigation, Pei Weijin will be able to find out the situation as soon as he gets off the plane.
After arranging everything, Yan Zhuoyu took a deep breath to relax. The investigation results wouldn't be available until at least tomorrow.
She glanced at the clock; there was still over an hour until ten o'clock. Watching a short movie before bed would be a good way to pass the time.
Thinking this, Yan Zhuoyu went to the bedroom to get a quilt and slowly walked into the home theater.
The longer she spent with Pei Weijin, the more similar their sleeping habits became.
Even before 10 o'clock, Yan Zhuoyu drifted off to sleep to the background music of the movie.
The projector turned off precisely at 10 o'clock, plunging the home theater into darkness.
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Hospital, emergency department.
Lin Moqing knelt in front of the operating room door, her hair disheveled, her eyes swollen like walnuts from crying.
She choked back tears and grabbed Yan Shuting's sleeve: "It's all your fault! I clearly had something to do this afternoon, and I asked you to pick up the kids from school, but you wouldn't go. If it weren't for you, Xiaolong's leg wouldn't have been run over by a car like this!"
Yan Shuting, looking impatient, suddenly flicked his sleeve, and Lin Moqing was pushed to the ground by the unexpected force.
"Alright, stop crying. You're getting on my nerves. Do you really need me to pick up the kids? Don't I have a job? What are you doing at home?"
Lin Moqing was in a daze, murmuring softly, "Yan Shuting, Yan Zhuoyu... I won't let you get away with this."
The operating room door opened from the inside, and a doctor and a nurse came out.
The nurse handed over the surgical informed consent form and explained in detail: "Are you Yan Longyu's mother? Your child's injuries are serious; he has a comminuted fracture of his right tibia and severe nerve damage, making repair extremely difficult. Here, we'll explain the potential risks during the surgery..."
Lin Moqing swayed, her ears ringing.
She asked, trembling, "It can't be fixed... You mean my son will be a cripple from now on?"
When Yan Longyu was taken to the hospital, her entire lower leg was severely deformed, with a section of bone exposed. Just one glance at it made her hands tremble with fear.
The doctor nodded gravely: "We will do our best, but the chances of the surgery being successful are very low. Please be prepared."
Yan Shuting rushed forward and grabbed the doctor's arm tightly: "Doctor, we don't care about money. As long as you do your best to save my child, we are willing to bear any cost."
The doctor sighed: "For such a complex surgery, the success rate would be 60% if Dr. Ivy from Germany were present. Unfortunately, Dr. Ivy is far away in Germany and difficult to invite."
His eyes were filled with pity; the little boy's injuries were truly horrific.
Lin Moqing had already signed the papers numbly, and sat silently on the waiting chair with an empty gaze.
Yan Shuting hesitated, then paced anxiously in front of the operating room.
Frustrated, he pulled out his phone, wanting to ask someone to contact Mr. Yiwen, but he couldn't find any connections in his contacts.
Just as he was at his wit's end, several men in suits walked towards him, as if they had timed it perfectly.
After not seeing him for a few days, Pei Hongli had gained even more weight. He greeted Yan Shuting with a smile, "Long time no see, Brother Yan, what are you doing here?"
Yan Shuting's right eyelid twitched, and he forced a smile: "The child had a minor accident on the way home from school and is currently undergoing surgery."
Pei Hongli nodded: "I see."
He then smiled and said, "I just overheard what the doctor said. Is your leg injured?"
Yan Shuting nodded awkwardly: "Ah, yes."
Lin Moqing's eyes darted around until she noticed the foreign man in the white coat next to Pei Hongli, at which point her eyes lit up instantly.
She rushed forward and stared intently at the nameplate on the man's chest: "You're Dr. Yiwen!"
"You're Dr. Yiwen!"
Pei Hongli smiled and nodded: "Brother Yan's wife has a good eye. I just took Mr. Yiwen out on some errands. The doctor just said that the success rate of the surgery is very low, but if Mr. Yiwen were to perform it, the success rate would be greatly improved. Since Mr. Yiwen happens to have some time, I wonder if you two need any help?"
Yan Shuting's eyelids twitched even more violently; he hadn't completed the task Pei Hongli had entrusted to him.
And now, with Pei Hongli appearing in Yan Longyu's hands at such a coincidental time, it's hard not to have some doubts.