Perhaps it was because he was too familiar. Just by listening to Zhou Shiyan's voice, Jiang Huai knew that he was angry, and very angry.
When Zhou Shiyan turned to look at her after speaking, Jiang Huai was also looking up at him.
He frowned, there was no warmth in his eyes, but his tone was quite gentle, "Are you hurt?"
Jiang Huai shook her head obediently, and Zhou Shiyan let her go.
The man over there panicked when he heard Zhou Shiyan's words.
"You... don't slander me! What a cruel act! Isn't she a nice person! What nonsense are you talking about!"
Jiang Huai saw Zhou Shiyan narrow his eyes, and then walked towards the child's father with a gloomy face.
She pulled him almost subconsciously.
She originally just held Zhou Shiyan's arm, but when he took a few steps forward, her hand slipped, and she finally held his hand directly.
That hand was actually cold.
Zhou Shiyan was slightly startled, but when Jiang Huai was about to let go, he held her hand.
After a while, the emergency doctor has completed a preliminary examination of the child. It turns out that the child indeed has a craniocerebral injury. His level of consciousness is low at this time, and he may have intracranial hemorrhage, which requires a craniotomy.
The nurse quickly took the informed consent form and asked the father to sign it, but the father refused to sign it.
Jiang Huai was extremely anxious. He couldn't delay a brain injury for even a minute. No one knew what irreversible consequences this minute's delay would bring.
Jiang Huai immediately shouted to the man: "You just can't bear to pay for the medical expenses. Why don't I just pay for it? Please sign it quickly!"
As soon as the man saw that Jiang Huai was in a hurry, he started to rub his nose and face.
"My daughter, I can sign if I want. What does it have to do with you, an outsider? Since you have a lot of money, why not help me pay off my debt? Then I will sign now."
At times like this, Jiang Huai especially hates the family informed consent form.
Because there are such irresponsible family members in the world who regard their family's lives as child's play.
"If you don't want to sign, don't sign." Jiang Huai suddenly turned his head to look at Zhou Shiyan who had spoken out, and saw that his expression was indifferent, "Nurse, you also saw the injury on the child just now. Was it caused by domestic violence?"
We encounter situations like this every day in the hospital. The nurse told the truth now: "It looks very similar. The child also has broken ribs."
A smile appeared at the corner of Zhou Shiyan's mouth, but upon closer inspection, there was no warmth in that smile.
"Since this gentleman is unwilling to allow the child to undergo surgery, let the doctor examine the child's injuries first. After you have completed the examination, the results will be handed over to the legal department of Hengan Group and they will solve the problem."
Hengan Group? Legal affairs?
The man panicked when he heard this.
"You...who are you! It's none of your business!"
Zhou Shiyan glanced at him as if he were an ant: "It's too early to ask. Either sign or wait to receive the subpoena, choose one yourself."
Anyone with any brains knows the consequences of going against Heng'an Group.
The man finally signed the consent form in a panic, and the nurse quickly took it to prepare for the operation.
After the man signed, he licked his face and asked, "Is this okay? I signed, and you can't embarrass me anymore."
"snort."
Zhou Shiyan snorted coldly at this time and glanced not far away.
I saw a team of police stationed in the hospital hurried over and shook Zhou Shiyan's hand politely.
"Mr. Zhou, what can I trouble you about this late at night?"
He glanced at the trembling man not far away and asked: "That gentleman was a domestic violence victim. The child is now in a coma and has intracranial injury. He did not agree to sign the consent form for surgery. Is this considered intentional injury?"
He deliberately made his words ambiguous, and those who didn't know better thought it was the child's brain damage caused by the man's domestic violence.
But, who knows, after all, no one can prove when the child was injured.
The policeman was not a judge after all, so he was a little embarrassed: "This..."
"He disrupted order in public places and threatened the personal safety of others in the hospital. Does this count as provoking trouble?"
The policeman stationed in the hospital hates people who make trouble in the hospital the most. He immediately affirmed: "If the situation is true, of course."
"When did I start trouble? Didn't you say that as long as I sign, you won't embarrass me! Why are you..." The man shouted anxiously and rushed over to find Zhou Shiyan, but was stopped by the police.
Zhou Shiyan glanced at him quietly, "The child's mother is still in first aid, and the child is pitiful. In this case, Heng'an Legal Department is willing to provide free assistance. Please contact us at any time if necessary."
When the man heard this, he finally realized that Zhou Shiyan was something he couldn't afford to offend.
He hurriedly begged for mercy and apologized from behind, but Zhou Shiyan only said: "If you have anything to say, just tell the police."
After saying that, he pulled Jiang Huai away directly.
When the two walked to the parking lot, someone suddenly called Jiang Huai from behind.
She looked back and saw that it was Shan Mingle.
Shan Mingle chased after him and greeted Zhou Shiyan politely.
He looked down at Jiang Huai, his eyes shining brightly, all he could see was her.
"When you come back this time, you won't leave again, right? Are you free tomorrow? I'll treat you to dinner."
But before Jiang Huai could answer, Zhou Shiyan greeted him directly with a cold face: "Get in the car."
Jiang Huai had no choice but to say: "Let's get back in touch."
On the way back to Jiangnan Mansion, Jiang Huai always felt that the atmosphere in the car was not right, and she didn't know why, but she actually felt a little guilty.
She asked in a low voice: "How...how did you know I was in the hospital?"
Zhou Shiyan didn't answer, and had a stinky face all the way.
Knowing that he was still angry at this moment, Jiang Huai shrank his head and stopped talking.
Zhou Shiyan originally planned to let Jiang Sophora hang out to dry, but as the night got darker, he still felt that he couldn't let it go after much deliberation.
He got up and knocked on the door of Jiang Huai's room, but no one came to open it after waiting for a long time.
Pushing the door open, the room was empty.
He frowned and searched room after room. Finally, he found the person on the sofa in the study.
He walked over quietly and saw that Jiang Huai had fine beads of sweat on his forehead and was mumbling something. It looked like he was having a nightmare.
He sighed, squatted down helplessly, and gently shook her shoulders: "Jiang Huai, wake up."
He just stared at her, tears suddenly falling from the corners of her closed eyes.
Zhou Shiyan was stunned for a moment, and then, as if on conditioned reflex, he leaned over and hugged her tenderly, "Baby, stop crying, brother is here."
The person in the dream was stunned for no reason, and then reached out and hugged him.
