Urban Flower Language - Chapter Thirty-Five: In the Hospital

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"Who are you?" Nangong Piaoxue's husband asked in confusion.
"I am Ning Mi. I would like to know how you plan to handle the matter of the son of a bureau chief in Jiangnan City, which is under your jurisdiction, hitting someone with his car?" Ning Mi didn't say much and went straight to the point.
"Ning Mi?" The mayor frowned slightly. The name sounded familiar; he seemed to have heard it somewhere before. The next moment, he remembered where he had heard Ning Mi's name before. She was the pride of Jiangnan City, the chairperson and president of the world's largest conglomerate, and known as the world's most beautiful woman.
"Oh, it's Ms. Ning. May I ask, Ms. Ning, is there anything I can do to help you?" The mayor's tone suddenly became respectful. There can be many mayors of Jiangnan City in this world, but there is only one Ning Mi, so he couldn't help but be respectful.
"I just want to ask how you plan to handle this matter?" Your tone remained unchanged, utterly indifferent.
If the mayor still doesn't know how to navigate the world at this point, then he's truly an idiot.
"Ms. Ning, rest assured, our government will definitely deal with this kind of behavior that seriously endangers public safety severely," the mayor said righteously.
"That's good." Ning Mi hung up the phone directly, not giving him a chance to say more. Ning Mi seemed to be just asking, but in fact, the mayor knew the implications deeply. One wrong move and his golden rice bowl could turn into silver, or even an earthenware pot.
"Haha, the opportunity has come! The opportunity has come! The opportunity to take another step forward has come! Since Heaven has sent Ning Mi, this god of wealth, to my territory, hehe, if I don't seize it, then I might as well quit and go home!" The mayor jumped out of bed and laughed heartily.
"Hmm, darling, what's wrong?" the woman beside the mayor asked affectionately.
"Hehe, it's nothing, it's nothing." Hehe, don't say what shouldn't be said, this is a principle that politicians understand.
…….....
"How did it go?" Nangong Piaoxue asked hurriedly after Ning Mi hung up the phone.
Ning Mi glanced at her: "He said he would deal with it severely."
"That's all?" Nangong Qiuyue asked after a moment of surprise.
Ning Mi looked at her strangely: "Really?"
"Didn't you let him kill that kid?" Nangong Qiuyue said murderously.
"No." Ning Mi then turned her gaze to the emergency room: "If Xiao'er survives, that's fine. But if anything happens to him, I'll make his entire family pay." Nangong Qiuyue and Nangong Piaoxue had initially thought Ning Mi was kind and wanted to let the perpetrator off the hook, but they hadn't expected her to be waiting for news of Yun Xiao. If Yun Xiao was alright, then severe punishment would be appropriate. If Yun Xiao died, then simple: the perpetrator's entire family would be executed. What difference would it make how the government dealt with him?
Ning Mi didn't know how severe the punishment would be, but she knew that the mayor wouldn't dare offend her, and that was enough.
"You, you are Yunxiao's mother?" Only then did Xuanjing find a chance to speak to Ning Mi.
Ning Mi forced a smile: "You must be Xuan Jing."
Xuan Jing blushed and said, "Yes, Hello, Sister Ning. I often hear Yun Xiao talk about you."
"Really? Thank you for taking care of Xiao'er during his time in China."
Xuan Jing shook her head silently: "Sister, don't say that. If I had taken good care of Yun Xiao, he wouldn't be in this state now."
Ning Mi shook her head: "It's not your fault."
"I'm sorry!" At this moment, Luo Yun's mother, Xue Jingchan, lowered her head, walked up to Ning Mi, and sincerely apologized.
Ning Mi looked at her with complicated emotions, unsure of what to say. Her son had been hit by a car while saving her. It was a classic case of "you may not kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren dies because of you." Yun Xiao was injured because of her. Logically, Xue Jingchan had nothing to do with this; she was also a victim. Emotionally, however, she was the culprit. At this moment, Ning Mi didn't know how to face this woman who was older than her.
Not hearing Ning Mi speak, Xue Jingchan's eyes reddened slightly: "I'm sorry, Yun Xiao was injured because he saved me."
Ning Mi sighed softly, "Don't say anything more, let's talk about it when he wakes up."
Wait for him to wake up? Will he even wake up? Xue Jingchan felt bitter inside.
“Mom…” Luo Yun came to her mother’s side and gently hugged her arm. Xue Jingchan patted her daughter’s little hand: “Mom, it’s okay.”
"Hmm... Aunt Ning." Luo Yun greeted Ning Mi softly.
Ning Mi nodded without saying a word.
Just as the women in the corridor fell silent, the operating room light turned green. That meant the resuscitation was over.
With a "whoosh," everyone who was sitting stood up, while those who were standing turned around abruptly, their eyes fixed nervously on the operating room door.
Finally, under the tense gazes of everyone, the nurse pushed open the door and came out. Behind her were several doctors, their foreheads covered in sweat and their faces exhausted.
"Doctor, how is my son?" Ning Mi rushed forward, looking anxiously at the doctor walking at the front.
Ning Mi's appearance was so striking that the male doctors who had just emerged from the operating room were stunned, forgetting to answer her question. Finally, an older doctor was the first to realize: "Madam, is the boy inside your son?"
"Yes, doctor, how is my son?" Ning Mi felt a bit oxygen-deprived in her brain.
"He's been saved, but he's not out of danger yet." The doctor paused, then continued, "If he gets through the next three days, he'll be fine; if not..." He didn't finish his sentence. Everyone understood what he meant.
Ning Mi's delicate body trembled, and she involuntarily fell backward. Nangong Qiuyue, who was standing beside her, supported her and asked, "Sister Ning, what's wrong? What's wrong?"
Then, his face turned deathly pale: "It's nothing, it's nothing, I'm fine."
"The patient was seriously injured. Because he was hit directly in the back, his internal organs were severely shaken, and his heart almost ruptured. Fortunately, he is very strong, and the bones in his back were not broken; otherwise, I'm afraid even a miracle couldn't have saved him," the old doctor said gravely.
"Thank you, thank you, doctor," Ning Mi said, tears streaming down her face, her voice choked with emotion. The exhausted doctors shook their heads gently and went to rest; nearly eleven hours of high-intensity surgery had taken its toll on them.
Looking at her son, whose entire body was wrapped in bandages on the hospital bed, Ning Mi felt as if all her strength had been drained away. She struggled to the bedside, then collapsed to the floor, gripping the edge of the bed tightly with both hands, silently weeping.
Xuan Jing was about to step forward to help her when Nangong Qiuyue gently tugged at Xuan Jing's sleeve and silently led the others away. At this point, saying anything would be superfluous; it was better to give Ning Mi more space to talk to Yun Xiao.
Ning Mi was unaware that Nangong Qiuyue and the others had left. Trembling, she reached out her small hand and gently stroked her son's large hand, then intertwined her fingers with his: "Xiao'er, Mommy has come to see you, sob sob..." She had barely uttered a sentence when Ning Mi couldn't hold back her grief and buried her face in her arms by the bedside, sobbing uncontrollably.
After a pause, Ning Mi continued, "Mom is late, sob sob... Mom should have stayed with you the whole time, then you wouldn't have gotten into trouble."
"Xiao'er, as long as you wake up, I will grant you whatever you want. I can't live without you, sob sob... Even if you want me to find a lover, I will grant you that."
"Xiao'er, there's something I forgot to tell you. I love you so much, really. You know, a big part of the reason your father and I are like this is because of you. Do you want to know why? I'll tell you as soon as you wake up." Ning Mi sobbed uncontrollably. She didn't know what she would do if Yun Xiao never woke up.
Ning Mi lay by Yun Xiao's bedside and talked for a long time. She felt like she had almost cried all her tears, and then she was so exhausted that she fell into a deep sleep.
"Doctor, how is she?"
"It's nothing serious, just extreme fatigue and excessive sadness. Giving her some saline solution will do the trick, but she needs to rest well for the next few days," the doctor carefully instructed.
"Okay, thank you, doctor," Nangong Qiuyue said gratefully.
The doctor shook his head and left.
“Sister… Ning Mi can’t be like this. The doctor said she needs to rest for a few days, but Xiao’er is still in critical condition. How can she rest?” Nangong Piaoxue frowned.
“I know. We’ll take care of Xiao’er for the next few days. Let’s put Ning Mi in Xiao’er’s room. Maybe if Xiao’er feels his mother is by his side, he will try his best to live on,” Nangong Qiuyue said, her eyes red.
"Um."
On the other side, beside Yun Xiao's bed, the young woman Xuan Jing stared blankly at his handsome face, tears streaming down her face: "Little brother, it's me, Sister Jing. I've come to see you. Can you hear me? I promise you, as long as you wake up, I'll give myself to you. Haven't you always wanted me? Before, I couldn't be with you because of my status as a married woman, but now I don't care about that anymore. As long as you wake up, I'll agree to anything you ask for."
Wiping away her tears, Xuan Jing glanced furtively at the hospital room door, then slowly knelt down, taking Yun Xiao's large hand and slipping it inside her collar. "Feel it," she said, "my heart is beating so fast. I'm so afraid of losing you. Is it bigger now? Don't you like it here the most?" Xuan Jing was using seduction to try and wake Yun Xiao. As she spoke, she held Yun Xiao's hand and rubbed it against her chest. Whether Yun Xiao felt anything or not, Xuan Jing felt it intensely. Her face was flushed, her breathing rapid, her full breasts heaving, and her legs occasionally clenching together. She was aroused.
“Little brother, as soon as you wake up, I’ll give myself to you. I’ll agree to your request for me to divorce my husband. I never loved him, but a woman always has to get married. Now that I’ve met you, even if you don’t marry me, I’ll stay with you and be your lover, your mistress.”

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