The Apple of My Eye

At a corner on the road, a black car had been knocked over, and a cloud of smoke was covering it. No one knew who was inside it or if they were even still alive.

Only the hood of the truck that crashed into the car was damaged. A few seconds later, the truck driver pushed open the door and stumbled out.

He was wearing a mask, a pair of black sunglasses, a cap, and a black jacket. He was completely covered with a mask, so his face couldn't be seen.

The man looked around, but no one else was in the area. He then ran toward the car and poked his head inside. He found that the people inside it were badly injured. He couldn't tell if any of them were dead yet.

When he was about to take a closer look, he suddenly heard the sound of a car. He was startled, and the first thing that came to his mind was that he was too late. If he lingered a little longer, he'd be found.

After hesitating for two seconds, the truck driver finally turned around and flipped the fence over so that the truck would fall down the hill.

Shortly after he disappeared, a car passed by. The driver of the car immediately called the police upon seeing the accident that had happened.

In the hospital

People came and went, all with their own intentions and purposes.

The door of the emergency room was closed tightly. The hospital had assigned their best surgeon to the patient.

"The patient is in severe hemorrhage!"

"The patient's heart rate is falling!"

"The patient is dying..."

On the operating table, the doctors exchanged glances. One could easily tell the solemnity of the situation based on this alone.

If they could not save this particular patient, they were going to be fired.

They'd been operating for hours, and they had just left the operating table for ten minutes. However, the director of the hospital then ordered them to go back and start operating on the patient again. Who exactly was he? Why would the director of the hospital give the order himself to save this patient's life?

The consequences were serious if they were not able to save this particular patient. However, the patient was almost dead. His chances of surviving were close to zero. The surgeons were already sweating buckets. Nurses rushed to wipe their foreheads.

Time passed. Just when they were about to give up, a miracle happened.

The man's heart rate suddenly became normal, and his heartbeat even. The massive bleeding had stopped too.

Another half-hour passed, then the director of the hospital called them.

"How is it going?" the director sounded so anxious that even his voice was shaking.

"Director, he's alive!" an excited voice came through the phone.

The director was relieved. When he responded, his voice was joyous, "Well, that's good news! You're all heroes!"

After he hung up the phone, the director leaned back in his chair, his face relieved.

It was just an hour ago when the patient had arrived at the emergency room. The patient was a man who'd been fatally injured in a car accident.

Normally, the director of the board of the hospital wouldn't need to step in and give orders, but then the doctor found the patient's ID.

The patient was Charles Lu.

Charles Lu, the CEO of the Shining Company! He was also one of the major stake holders of the hospital. The hospital was only able to run and operate because of him.

The doctor then hurriedly called the director of the board, who then consequently gathered the country's best surgeons, who could figure out a way to save Charles.

After nearly an hour of operating, Charles was finally saved. Everyone from the director of the board to the doctors and even the nurses who were part of the surgery were extremely relieved. As long as Charles was fine, everyone in the hospital was safe!

Otherwise, the hospital would be in trouble. The Lu Family wasn't one to mess with.

Melissa was waiting outside the emergency room anxiously.

An hour ago, she had been told that Charles had been in a car accident. She had almost fainted. She held herself together as she needed to see her son and make sure he was safe. The director accompanied her as she waited, all the while comforting her. However, it didn't help. She was only going to calm down when she saw for herself that her son was fine. She didn't see Charles when she arrived. When the surgery started, she signed her name on the waivers and waited and waited.

The wait was agonizing as she couldn't sit still while her son was fighting for his life just in the next room. She tried her best to stay calm and wait until it was all over.

At this moment, the door of the operating room was pushed open, and a gurney was slowly pushed out.

Melissa's eyes widened. She immediately stood up and rushed over to see her son.

She had to see her son for herself before she could be sure that he was really safe and sound!

A doctor blocked her way and said, "The patient's still unconscious due to the anesthesia. Mrs. Lu, please wait outside."

"Is my son safe?" Melissa asked nervously.

The doctor said, "The patient's fine for now, but he still needs to stay in ICU for further observation. At the moment, his family can't visit him."

Hearing this, Melissa felt her heart sink.

"How could that be? You're supposed to have the best doctors in the country, and you can't even guarantee me his safety? Safe for now? What the hell am I going to do with that?" Melissa was going crazy. He eyes were red and swollen.

Watching the gurney that carried Charles being pushed away out of her sight, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Mrs. Lu, please calm down. Mr. Lu was seriously injured. He was lucky that he survived."

"Lucky? He almost died!" Melissa's face turned pale.

"Yes, the patient lost too much blood. I'm suspecting that there might be cerebral hemorrhaging or a shock coma or other symptoms."

"Are you saying he might not even wake up at all?" Melissa shouted angrily as she grabbed the doctor by the collar.

The doctor was at a loss. He didn't know if he should tell Melissa everything. Luckily for him, the director of the board came over to relieve him.

"Mrs. Lu, please, calm down. Here's the thing..." he then explained everything to Melissa.

Melissa gradually understood what had happened.

Charles' organs were severely damaged. He had temporarily lost consciousness. He might wake up in three or five days, maybe longer. It all depends on his physical recovery.

Melissa recalled what she had been told at the police station. She asked, "What about the driver? Where is he now?"