Volume One, Chapter 12: Hurry, Call an Ambulance!
The hospital room door finally opened. Jiang Qiong’s hands were numb from knocking so much, and he reacted sluggishly, almost hitting Nurse Chen on the forehead.
“Sorry.”
Jiang Qiong withdrew his hand and spoke politely, “We…”
Before he could finish, a little girl like a gust of wind zipped past his legs and dashed inside.
The room was small, with a 1.2 by 2-meter bed. On either side were bedside tables, and the bathroom was partitioned off inside, a narrow little space.
Though small, the room was very clean, and the air carried a faint scent of fresh grass and lotus seeds.
Little Tao opened her big eyes wide, looking at the woman sitting on the bed.
The woman was no longer young. After years of torment by illness, half her hair had turned silver, and her face was carved with wrinkles as if etched by a knife.
She sat on the bed, her eyes weary and indifferent, showing no sign of surprise or joy, simply gazing at the girl with a calm expression.
Little Tao clenched her chubby little hands and took a step forward. “You... you are Lü Xiaoqian, right?”
Lü Xiaoqian said nothing but nodded after a few seconds.
“Then you are my grandmother!” Little Tao said excitedly and expectantly. “My name is Little Tao. My full name is Gu Xinran. My mother’s name is Su Xiasha, and my father is Gu Shengjie! You are Lü Xiaoqian, you are my grandmother!”
She spoke quickly, her eyes bright. However, Lü Xiaoqian on the bed remained unmoved, simply staring at her.
The smile on Little Tao’s lips gradually became awkward. After a pause, she cautiously stepped closer. “Grandma…”
Lü Xiaoqian said, “Alright, come a little closer. Let me see your face.”
Little Tao’s heart leaped with joy, and she hurried over.
The bed was a bit high for her stature. She placed her hands on the bed’s edge, her eyes reddened as she said, “Grandma, do you have any photos of mom? Little Tao wants to see pictures of mom. Do you still have them?”
Lü Xiaoqian looked at the little face.
It seemed...
Especially those eyes—they were almost identical to Su Xiasha’s.
They were also exactly like her late husband’s, who had passed away more than twenty years ago.
Lü Xiaoqian couldn’t help but raise her hand, gently stroking the girl’s face.
Only four years old, with chubby cheeks, full and plump, brimming with collagen.
Such a beautiful life, youth flourishing, growing strong.
The Gu family’s immense wealth could ensure her happiness and security for the rest of her life, standing at the pinnacle of society, looking down upon the world.
Therefore, even if there were some imperfections, they would not affect this brilliant life.
Yes, they would not affect it.
Suddenly, Lü Xiaoqian’s eyes hardened fiercely. With her other hand gripping the teacup’s rim, she raised the base of the cup high and forcefully brought it down toward the girl’s forehead—
Jiang Qiong’s eyes widened. “Stop!”
He rushed forward quickly but was half a step too late.
The heavy base of the teacup grazed Little Tao’s cheekbone.
Nurse Chen hurried over in alarm. “Aunt Lü!”
Lü Xiaoqian climbed down from the bed, raising the teacup as she continued to lunge toward Little Tao.
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Jiang Qiong shielded Little Tao and ran for the door, but Lü Xiaoqian grabbed at his clothes.
If not for Nurse Chen pulling her back, the back of Jiang Qiong’s head would have been struck.
Little Tao’s eyes widened in terror as she looked at the advancing Lü Xiaoqian.
For the first time in her life, she realized a person's expression could be so fierce and cruel!
But wasn’t this person… her grandmother?
Her own family!
“Don’t run!” Lü Xiaoqian shouted, breaking free from Nurse Chen. “Didn’t you want to find me? Didn’t you want to see me? Don’t run! I’ll let you see me enough!”
Jiang Qiong was fast, holding Little Tao as he sprinted. Lü Xiaoqian couldn’t keep up.
Just then, the elevator doors opened.
Su Qiuyu stood beside an elderly white-haired man, both about to exit, when they saw Jiang Qiong and Little Tao rush in.
“Sorry!” Jiang Qiong quickly said to them, repeatedly pressing the close button and hurriedly pressing “1.”
The old man said, “Hey, what are you doing? We want to get out!”
“Sorry, it’s urgent, sorry!” Jiang Qiong kept apologizing.
He looked down at the little girl in his arms, trembling all over, pale, struggling to breathe, with a large red mark on her cheekbone.
Su Qiuyu was startled, unsure of what had happened.
The old man came closer. “Oh my, what’s wrong with this child? Does she look sick?”
Jiang Qiong soothed Little Tao while saying, “She’s not sick. She was just frightened.”
“That’s not just a little,” the old man exclaimed. “That’s a big fright!”
Suddenly, Little Tao’s breathing grew more labored. She gasped for air, her expression terrified. Her chubby hands gripped Jiang Qiong’s clothes, her mouth opening, but no words came out.
Su Qiuyu quickly reached out, cradled her head, and said to Jiang Qiong, “Call 911! Quickly!”
Seeing he couldn’t free his hands, Su Qiuyu took out her phone and dialed swiftly.
Then she called Director Li of the sanatorium.
Director Li was not busy and arrived immediately.
Little Tao had already fainted.
Jiang Qiong trembled with anxiety, his hands weak. Su Qiuyu simply took the child into her arms.
Jiang Qiong thanked her and took out his phone to call Gu Moting.
Hearing the words “President Gu,” Su Qiuyu’s eyes beneath her reading glasses narrowed, but she did not look up.
She looked at the child in her arms, then slowly toward the area near her own heart.
Her sister had myocardial ischemia and must not get angry. If severely shocked, she could become nauseous, vomit, experience extreme pain, or even collapse.
Would this child have that?
Su Qiuyu didn’t know.
Her knowledge of the child was a complete blank, except for the child’s wild and unruly nature that had caused her to be beaten in the street.
Director Li arrived with two nurses and began emergency resuscitation on Little Tao.
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Until the ambulance arrived, Little Tao remained unconscious.
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