Chapter 1,177: So Stupid that She Felt Distressed

"The shot was 3cm on the right side of the spine. The bullet missed the liver by 2mm. He was destined to be lucky and did not damage his organs. His vital signs were stable for the time being, but he was still in a coma due to excessive blood loss. You must take good care of him and remember that he cannot lie down, only on his side. If he turns over, let the medical staff help.”

The doctor ordered.

This patient has a special status, which invisibly puts a lot of pressure on the doctors and also puts a lot of pressure on the hospital.

Fortunately, neither of the two shots had fatal injuries, otherwise, they would have been unable to recover.

He Xiyan nodded vigorously.

But at this moment, her nervousness was slightly relieved.

She came to the ward, moved a chair and sat in front of the hospital bed, looking at Ye Hao, who was lying motionless on the hospital bed.

The instrument next to him showed that his vital signs were relatively stable at the moment, but his blood pressure was on the low side.

Due to excessive blood loss, he looked very haggard, his face was pale, and his chapped lips looked colorless.

"Ye Hao..." He Xiyan gently called his name.

His hand had been raised unconsciously and gently placed on the man's forehead.

Seemingly realizing something, she quickly retracted her hand.

Then she let out a long sigh, and in the blink of an eye, two tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

Her heart seemed to hurt again, she turned away and put her hand on her chest.

What he did today was so stupid that it made her feel bad. Didn't he know that this might cost him his life?

He Xiyan looked up at the ceiling, more tears welling up in her swollen and painful eyes.

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When Ye Hao woke up, it was already past ten o'clock in the night. In addition to the nursing staff, there were also his mother Xia Jingshu and Aunt Yang who took care of Xia Jingshu in the ward.

Xia Jingshu sat in a wheelchair, her eyes always looking at her son for a long time.

She is old, and such a shock would be fatal to her who has heart disease.

If his only son really had his shortcomings, she wouldn't be able to survive.

"Ahao..."

Seeing that her son had woken up, Xia Jingshu quickly pushed the wheelchair over, and then tightly held her son's hand that was not receiving intravenous drip.

Ye Hao bit his white lips and woke up from the anesthetic. The pain from his back made his body tremble involuntarily.

"Mom..." After a while, he called his mother.

His mother's pale face came into view.

So haggard and anxious.

He knew that his mother must be very nervous and anxious.

"Mom, Xixi is dead? How is Xixi?" When Ye Hao woke up, his face turned pale and he immediately thought of his daughter. He didn't know what happened specifically, but before he was shot, he vaguely heard When his daughter screamed, he was shot before he could turn around.

Xia Jingshu held her son's hand tightly, took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse voice: "Ahao, don't be nervous. Xixi has not been injured fatally. The bullet has been taken out. Her condition is fine. It's not serious." Xia Jingshu has already visited her granddaughter.

Thank God, neither her son nor granddaughter suffered fatal injuries, otherwise she would not have survived.

"What about Yan Yan?" Ye Hao asked again. His voice was very deep, as if it came from an old man.

"Yan Yan is taking care of Xi Xi in the ward opposite."