542 Ill Be Your Teacher (1/2)
After a long time, Jin Wenwen covered her chest and asked, ”What happened?”
”He was stabbed in the back and his right arm was cut off.” Roland stared her in the eye. ”He lost a lot of blood. They're still trying to save him.”
Jin Wenwen was half-lying on the bed. After hearing the news, she wanted to sit up, but she immediately fell on the bed due to the pain in her chest.
Then she asked, ”You're telling me this partly for my information and partly to see if I'm involved with the attack, right?”
Roland shook his head. ”Not exactly. Qi Shaoqiu's father mentioned that it was probably because of him. I'm simply telling you that Qi Shaoqiu was wounded.”
Jin Wenwen pursed her lips. ”Please tell me the result when it's out. My phone number is XXXXXXX.”
Roland saved her phone number and left the ward.
Very soon, Jin Wenwen's eyes became red, and she seemed even weaker than before.
Roland returned to the ER. The Qi family all slightly nodded at him upon seeing him.
The atmosphere was rather dull. Qi Shaoqiu's father was holding a cigarette, but he dared not light it up, fearing that the smoke would drift into the ER, distract the surgeons, and get his son killed.
Time passed.
No one spoke.
Because of their anxiety, the Qi family had sweated a lot, but they were in no mood for any water.
Five hours later, the ER door finally opened. Two nurses pushed a gurney out, with Qi Shaoqiu lying on it unconscious. There were oxygen tubes in his nose too.
Qi Shaoqiu's mother and Night Tide Sands immediately followed the gurney.
Qi Shaoqiu's mother asked quickly, ”Nurse, how is my son?”
”He's all right for now. He'll stay in the ICU for a couple of days. When his condition is stabilized, he will be transferred to the regular ward.”
Everybody was finally pacified upon hearing that.
Qi Shaoqiu's mother and Night Tide Sands followed the gurney away.
His father and Roland stayed behind.
Then, the middle-aged surgeon who came out of the ER asked Qi Shaoqiu's father, ”You must be Qi Shaoqiu's father, right?”
”Yes, yes.” Qi Shaoqiu's father nodded quickly.
”Your son was gravely wounded. His arm was cut off, he lost a tremendous amount of blood, and the stab to his back pierced his kidney, causing severe internal bleeding in his abdomen. We had to excise half of his broken kidney after we removed the condensed blood.”
Qi Shaoqiu's father shivered. ”Will his life be affected?”
”More or less, but not too seriously,” said the middle-aged doctor with a smile. ”Normal people have two kidneys. They can live even if one of the kidneys is removed. It's fine since your son only lost half of it.”
Qi Shaoqiu's father was greatly relieved.
Hearing all the ”good” news, Qi Shaoqiu's father was greatly relieved.
Roland took a breath of relief too.
Then, he and Qi Shaoqiu's father went to the ICU, but they were stopped from going in.
The nurse responsible for the unit even said, ”Just go back. You can't help with anything now that he's been sent to the ICU. You might as well go home and take a rest. Just make sure that you take all your calls. We'll inform you to come if anything happens.”
That was fair and reasonable, but anybody with the slightest love for their family would feel uneasy to see them lying in the ICU. They wouldn't dare to go far away, much less get some sleep.
The Qi family didn't go home but sat down in the lobby.
Roland said to Night Tide Sands, ”I'll go back to the saber arts club and help you take care of things there. Call me if anything is wrong.”
Night Tide Sands nodded softly.
In terms of the time they started learning the saber art, Roland was the earliest. In terms of capabilities, Roland was even stronger than Qi Shaoqiu, so it was fine for Roland to substitute for him.
After all, this was a traditional saber arts club, and many people were willing to listen to Roland who was sort of a ”senior brother.”
So, it was a rather rational decision that he went there to take care of the saber arts club.
Roland nodded at Qi Shaoqiu's parents and left the hospital.
After Roland left, Qi Shaoqiu's mother turned her head and asked Qi Shaoqiu, ”Is he that Huang Wenwei that you and Shaoqiu talked about a lot?”
Roland's real name was Huang Wenwei.
Night Tide Sands continued nodding.
”He's not bad. He was willing to escort Shaoqiu here and help with the procedural work. He paid for the emergency treatment, didn't he?”
Night Tide Sands said softly, ”I would've been too anxious to know what to do without his help.”
Qi Shaoqiu's father sighed. He would've been smiling happily now that his daughter had found a good guy if his son weren't still in the ICU.
He could only heave a sigh. ”He's a good kid. You should see him more often.”
Night Tide Sands slightly lowered her head. ”Let's talk about that after my big brother wakes up.”
Roland found a public bike outside the hospital and rode it all the way back to the saber arts club.
The saber arts club was in a strange atmosphere at this moment.
More than twenty students were gathered. They pointed at the condensed blood on the ground and talked, some surprised, some gloating, and some simply scornful.