"Doctor!"
As soon as the door to the emergency room burst open, Chen Shiyen rushed forward like an arrow.
Hands gripping the doctor's shoulders, he asked frantically, "How is the patient, is everything okay?"
From his actions and expression, it seemed he had deep feelings for Zhou Qingyue.
The doctor revealed a slight smile, "Luckily, he was brought in in time, his legs have been saved.
As long as there's no external force, he'll be fine after three to four months of recovery."
"That's great, thank you, Doctor!" Chen Shiyen bowed deeply to the doctor before running into the ward.
Jiang Xiaoyan also heaved a huge sigh of relief and followed him in.
Inside the ward.
Zhou Qingyue lay on the bed, pale as snow.
Looking utterly drained.
"You... why are you here?" Zhou Qingyue's voice was hoarse, clearly very surprised.
Jiang Xiaoyan ground her teeth.
Then, pointing furiously at Zhou Qingyue, she unleashed a torrent of scolding.