nucmednet Chapter 490 Sorry, Mom, It’s My Fault
Chapter 490 Sorry, Mom, It’s My Fault
G City News Network reported: A major traffic accident occurred at the exit of G City Dongcheng High-speed Railway Station. Mr. Mu Xiaoji, the founder of Renxin Hospital, was seriously injured while trying to save a little boy.
At 12:09 noon today, a heart-wrenching major traffic accident occurred at the exit of G City Dongcheng High-speed Railway Station.
The scene of the accident was horrific, creating an extremely terrifying visual scene. Fire rescue personnel revealed that the victim was Mr. Mu Xiaoji, the founder of the well-known local Renxin Hospital.
The surveillance video at the scene of the accident clearly shows this thrilling process.
At that time, a little boy ran out in panic, pushing a wheelchair with an unconscious person on it.
A security guard in high-speed railway station uniform was chasing after him, forcing the little boy to rush out of the intersection in a hurry in his wheelchair.
At this time, a medium-sized truck loaded with glass was turning right and preparing to turn right. The driver suddenly noticed the little boy rushing out, and in a panic he urgently turned left, and the original right turn became a left turn.
Due to the over-sharp turn, the truck lost its center of gravity instantly and was in a dangerous position of about to overturn.
Then, the ropes binding the glass broke under the weight, and the glass in the car scattered and shattered on the ground, burying Mr. Mu Xiaoji and the little boy instantly.
After the accident, the driver confessed: "I am not responsible for this accident. The police should conduct a thorough investigation and clear my name. After I stabilized the car, I was the first one to call the police and dial 120 for emergency help."
Traffic police, firefighters and medical personnel quickly rushed to the scene to carry out rescue operations. Firefighters used professional tools to carefully clean up the broken glass and search for the buried people.
After intense rescue efforts, Mr. Mu Xiaoji and the little boy were rescued one after another and rushed to Renxin Hospital for treatment.
It is reported that Mr. Mu Xiaoji put himself in danger in order to save the little boy. His heroic behavior was unanimously praised by the people at the scene.
At present, the little boy is just frightened and his life is not in danger for the time being, but Mr. Mu Xiaoji is seriously injured and one of his legs was cut off by the huge impact force of the glass. He is still in danger of death and his life or death is unknown.
The accident has attracted widespread attention from all walks of life. Many citizens spontaneously went to the hospital to pray for Mr. Mu Xiaoji, hoping that he can get through the difficult times safely.
As the founder of Renxin Hospital, Mr. Mu Xiaoji has been committed to medical charity for many years. His love and good deeds are well-known in G City.
When the news that he was seriously injured while saving the child spread, everyone was moved by his heroic act.
After the accident, the traffic police department of G City quickly set up an accident investigation team to conduct a comprehensive investigation into the cause of the accident.
Preliminary judgment was that the accident was caused by the high-speed railway station security chasing, which caused the little boy to panic and lose his way.
However, the specific cause still needs further investigation and confirmation. The relevant person in charge said that the truth of the accident will be found out as soon as possible, and the responsibility for the accident will be determined and handled in accordance with the law.
Here, we remind the general public to strictly abide by traffic rules and pay attention to traffic safety when traveling.
Especially when passing through complex sections such as intersections, you must remain highly vigilant, slow down and drive slowly to avoid accidents.
At the same time, let us pray for Mr. Mu Xiaoji, hoping that he can overcome his injuries and recover soon.
G City News Network will continue to pay attention to and follow up on the progress of the accident investigation and Mr. Mu Xiaoji’s treatment.
In Renxin Hospital, Mu Xiaoji's office was quiet. Jiang Chengyu was lying on the big bed with a calm face and steady breathing.
He closed his eyes tightly, his steady chest rising and falling slightly, as if all the hustle and bustle of the world were isolated and he was immersed in his own world.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the emergency room was as tense as a battlefield. The shadowless lamp illuminated the operating table as bright as day, and three doctors were concentrating on rescuing the patient.
The surgeon in charge, Cheng Jianpeng, frowned, beads of sweat kept coming out of his forehead and sliding down his cheeks.
But his eyes were always fixed on Mu Xiaoji's wound, and his hands operated the surgical instruments flexibly and accurately.
While he was skillfully stitching up the skin wound, he said hurriedly, "Pay attention to the position of the hemostat, be gentle, and don't touch the surrounding nerves and blood vessels. This piece of tissue is very fragile, and a little carelessness may cause heavy bleeding!"
The assistant carefully handed over the needle and thread and responded nervously: "Okay, Dr. Cheng, I will pay attention to it."
His voice trembled slightly, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his eyes revealed tension and concentration.
Another assistant, Doctor Zhang, stared closely at the life monitor beside him, paying close attention to Mu Xiaoji's vital signs and reporting loudly:
"Blood pressure 80/50, heart rate 110, blood oxygen saturation 90%. The situation is not optimistic. Excessive blood loss leads to an increasing risk of shock!"
Cheng Jianpeng quickly adjusted the suture angle and said firmly: "Speed up the suture, prepare the plasma, and be ready for blood transfusion at any time. At the same time, pay attention to the debridement of the wound. Be sure to thoroughly remove broken glass slag and contaminants to avoid infection!"
Inside the operating room, the sound of instruments colliding continued to be heard, and the doctors' breathing became heavier.
The skin and flesh at the broken part of the right leg cut by the glass were turned inside out. Although the bleeding had stopped temporarily, the surrounding tissues were severely damaged and there was no room for recovery.
Although the wound on the head did not cause any vital damage, it should not be underestimated. Wrapped in layers of white gauze, only Mu Xiaoji's closed eyes and chapped lips were exposed.
Outside the emergency room, a red light sign was prominently lit, like a high-hanging warning light, tugging at everyone's heart.
Cui Jiani clasped her hands tightly across her chest, her fingers tapping her arms unconsciously, and she paced back and forth at the door with hurried and messy steps.
With every step she took, the crisp sound of her high heels hitting the ground struck hard on the hearts of everyone present.
Her eyes were full of anxiety and worry, and she kept looking at the door of the emergency room, as if she could see through the tightly closed door and know what was going on inside.
Luo Jinxi sat aside, holding Jiang Shuo in her arms. Jiang Shuo's small figure curled up in her arms, somewhat unusually quiet.
Only tears kept falling, and the crystal tears slid down her cheeks and dripped onto the clothes on her chest.
Luo Jinxi's hand gently stroked Jiang Shuo's back, as if she was comforting him, or as if she was comforting herself.
Jiang Shuo just sat on Luo Jinxi's lap, motionless, like a lifeless puppet.
His eyes were lifeless as his heavy head drooped, and there was no trace of emotion in his empty eyes.
It was as if this sudden accident had taken away all his vitality, leaving only a small body.
The entire corridor was filled with a heavy and depressing atmosphere. Everyone was waiting in agony, waiting for the outcome behind that door.
Time passed slowly in anxiety and torment, and every second seemed to be stretched out so long.
The night was like a huge black curtain, silently covering the entire city, as if it could not bear to look at this tragic situation and chose to cover everything with darkness.
At the door of the operating room, Cui Jiani, Luo Jinxi and Jiang Shuo were standing guard quietly. The air around them seemed to have frozen. It was so quiet that only the faint breathing of each other and the occasional subtle sounds of the hospital equipment could be heard.
The red sign remained stubbornly lit, emitting an unsettling glow, like a ruthless countdown timer, tugging at their hearts with every second.
Suddenly, a burst of hurried and chaotic footsteps came from the end of the corridor. The three of them raised their heads subconsciously and saw Song Shijie and Shen Rou rushing over, with Rong Shishan and Xiao Yue following closely behind them.
Shen Rou's eyes were already red from crying, tears were streaming freely down her cheeks, and she looked haggard and helpless.
As soon as she saw Cui Jiani, she rushed forward as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw, held Cui Jiani's hands tightly with both hands, and asked in a trembling voice: "Dean Cui, how is my son?"
Her eyes were full of fear and worry, and it seemed that her gaze could penetrate Cui Jiani and directly see Mu Xiaoji in the operating room.
Cui Jiani held Shen Rou's hand in return, trying to give her some strength and comfort, and said softly: "Madam, President Song, why are you here?"
Song Shijie's lips trembled with excitement as he said, "I saw the latest news report on the Internet and flew over immediately. How long has Xiao Guitar been in there?"
Cui Jiani comforted him, "It's been more than six hours. Madam, Mr. Song, don't worry. Three of the hospital's top doctors are here to take care of the little guitar. He will be fine."
Although she tried to make her voice sound firm, the slightly trembling tone still revealed her inner anxiety.
When Shen Rou heard this, tears burst out again and she cried, "How could this happen? How could such a big thing happen out of nowhere..."
Her shoulders were trembling slightly, and she was immersed in great sorrow. People around her couldn't help but feel sad when they saw it.
At this time, Jiang Shuo, who had been sitting quietly in Luo Jinxi's arms, heard his grandmother Shen Rou's voice and slowly raised his head to look at the person who came.
Xiao Yue saw Jiang Shuo at a glance. Her eyes instantly became redder and her whole body trembled uncontrollably. She quickly approached Luo Jinxi and cried, "Stinky treasure..."
Jiang Shuo looked at Xiao Yue with tearful eyes, his lips trembling slightly, and he choked with endless self-blame and pain: "Mom...Mom..."
Xiao Yue felt so heartbroken as if being stabbed by a knife, he picked up Jiang Shuo and held him tightly in his arms.
The mother and son hugged each other, their sadness burst out instantly, and their crying echoed in the silent corridor.
Jiang Shuo hugged his mother's neck tightly, his body twitching constantly, and he cried and said, "I'm sorry, Mom. It's me... it's my fault. It's me... it's me who caused Dad to lose a leg."
His voice was thick with tears, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the bottom of his heart, filled with deep self-blame and regret.
When Song Shijie and Rong Shishan heard Jiang Shuo's words, they were shocked and asked in unison, "What?"
Song Shijie's eyes were wide open, his face full of disbelief. He could never have imagined that Mu Xiaoji had lost a leg.
Rong Shishan's mouth opened slightly, his eyes full of regret and surprise. He originally still held a glimmer of hope, hoping that Mu Xiaoji's injuries were not that serious.
But at this moment Jiang Shuo's words completely shattered his fantasy. The entire corridor was shrouded in an atmosphere of sadness and shock, and everyone was immersed in the pain brought by this sudden bad news.