142: Chapter 142: Fu Ziming’s Mischief 142: Chapter 142: Fu Ziming’s Mischief As Ning Fan’s word “vegetative state” spread throughout the hospital ward, Xu Xiaoqing could not bear such a heavy blow and began to sob with her head lowered.
Xu Ruolan bit her lip, her face pale as she gently shook Ning Fan’s arm, like a drowning person grasping at the last straw, and asked with hope filled eyes, “Ning Fan, is there really no way…”
Ning Fan did not speak, just gently shook his head.
Yet, this slight movement seemed to have drained all the strength from his body!
Although vegetative patients still have a heartbeat and breathing, in terms of behavioral capability, they are basically no different from the dead.
The awakening of each vegetative patient can be called a medical miracle.
More often, vegetative patients just end their endless sleep, shedding their last tear, their bodies covered with acne, dying slowly and painfully.
“Even if Captain Wang Gang never wakes up again, Xu Corporation will absolutely not abandon him!”
Xu Ruolan, with determination in her eyes, said word by word, “Starting now, hire two caregivers to take care of Captain Wang Gang full-time, help him wipe his body, massage his muscles; all expenses will be charged to the company’s account.
We must wait until the day Captain Wang Gang wakes up!”
Xu Xiaoqing sniffled and sighed softly, at this point, this was the only thing they could do.
Perhaps only in this way would their conscience feel a bit better, and Captain Wang Gang lying on the hospital bed would not suffer too much.
“Even God Doctor Ning has no solution, it seems there really is no hope left.”
The attending doctor, who had previously declared Wang Gang’s rescue efforts futile, said with a mournful face.
It’s not that Ning Fan had no way, it’s just that Captain Wang’s injuries were too severe!
Nearly at death’s door, it’s unrealistic to expect someone on the verge of death to be revived.
“Sorry, I need to take a call.”
Ning Fan apologized, glanced at Wang Gang who was lying unconscious on the bed, and softly spoke to Xu Ruolan.
Although Wang Gang was now in a vegetative state, likely unresponsive to external sounds and light, Ning Fan still subconsciously feared disturbing his rest.
“Hello, is this God Doctor Ning?”
A woman’s voice came from the other end, filled with tension and fear.
“Who are you?
Isn’t this Xu Rongfei’s phone?”
Ning Fan slightly furrowed his brow, feeling something fishy, and asked in a low voice.
“I am Rongfei’s caregiver.
Please come and save Rongfei quickly, if you’re late, I’m afraid Fu Ziming will beat her to death!”
The shocking words from Xu Rongfei’s caretaker startled Ning Fan.
“Don’t panic, take it slow.”
Ning Fan took a deep breath, calmed himself, and started walking downstairs as he asked for more details.
“God Doctor Ning, please come quickly.
Fu Ziming suspects that Rongfei and you are having an affair and has taken her to his company.
When he left, he was very unstable.
I’m really afraid he could do something harmful to Rongfei!”
On the phone, Xu Rongfei’s caretaker’s voice was nearly a desperate cry.
Anger quietly rose in Ning Fan’s heart.
What kind of ability is it to bully a woman?
With the address provided by Xu Rongfei’s caretaker, Ning Fan quickly hailed a car outside the hospital and rushed to Fu Ziming’s company.
In the taxi, Ning Fan urged repeatedly, but to no avail as they hit red lights and he had to sit impatiently in the back seat.
Meanwhile, within Fu Ziming’s company, he sat with his legs thrown over the office desk, coldly observing Xu Rongfei, who seemed out of her element.
Behind him, stood a group of fierce-looking men, each broad and burly, looking less like office workers and more like roughnecks.
These men had been specially hired by Fu Ziming through connections as thugs.
“Where’s your old lover Ning Fan?
Why haven’t you been double-dating with him this time?
Call him over; let’s see if I don’t break his third leg!”
Fu Ziming’s face was fierce as he glared across at Xu Rongfei, as if wanting to devour her, and viciously said, “How dare you cuckold me Xu Rongfei, you’ve got some nerve!”
Xu Rongfei glared angrily at Fu Ziming and slowly said, “Fu Ziming, you’ve really misunderstood, there’s nothing between Ning Fan and me.
I was just feeling unwell and he was treating me for some time.
Please don’t tarnish our friendship with your filthy thoughts!”
By the end, Xu Rongfei’s voice had lowered, filled with disappointment.
This was the man she once thought she could entrust her life to, how great the hope, how deep the disappointment.
Unreasonably, the image of Ning Fan suddenly appeared in Xu Rongfei’s mind.
She bit her lip, thinking to herself, “Will he come to save me?”