What to Do If I Become the Villain's Daughter

Chapter 87

Huo Xiaozheng's premonition was not wrong.

This time, Huo Guining's condition was completely different from before.

"Heart rate too fast, blood pressure too low!"

The nurse called out loudly.

"Specific values?"

"Heart rate 120 beats per minute, blood pressure 76/56 mmHg."

"Shock?!" The emergency doctor rushed over. "Set up cardiac monitoring, give oxygen, establish two IV lines, call ICU and Pediatrics for an urgent consultation."

The nurse immediately nodded and quickly walked to the nurse's station.

"Hello, ICU/Pediatrics? Urgent consultation needed, please come to the ER!"

"Shanshan, bring the crash cart over, quickly!"

Huo Xiaozheng was pushed to the side, his fingers curled as a chill wrapped around them, snaking up to his heart.

Huo Yueze, seeing this scene for the first time, hadn't yet recovered from the nauseating feeling when his lips suddenly turned pale.

"Ning... she'll be okay, right?"

He'd heard that if doctors and nurses seem indifferent when you go to the hospital, you probably don't have anything serious. But if they look urgent and all swarm around you, then...

Zuo Qinfang clasped her hands tightly: "It'll be fine. Anzhen Children's Hospital is the top-ranked children's hospital in the country. It'll be fine... it must be fine..."

"Mr. Huo, did you give the child any medication on the way here?" A doctor approached and asked.

Huo Xiaozheng took out the medicine bottle from his pocket and handed it to him: "This..."

The doctor took the bottle: "Mr. Huo, your hand..."

Huo Xiaozheng instinctively looked at his hand. The skin on his finger joints was broken, with thin lines of blood oozing out, looking somewhat frightening.

It was from when he was giving Ning medicine earlier, and her little canine teeth had scratched him.

He shook off the blood droplets: "It's nothing. How's my daughter?"

The doctor no longer dwelled on this minor issue, gave him a reassuring look, and walked away with the medicine bottle.

Huo Xiaozheng stood in the center of the emergency room, watching helplessly as his daughter lost consciousness, allowing the medical staff to resuscitate her over and over.

A stretcher was pushed through the hospital doors, bringing in a gust of cold wind.

He vaguely felt that the wind passed through his body, cutting straight to his heart, causing a sharp pain.

Seeing him like this, Zuo Qinfang felt a pang of sympathy.

He scratched his head and jogged a few steps to catch up with Huo Xiaozheng.

Huo Yueze was bewildered. He tugged at Zuo Qinfang's clothes: "Mom, I can't understand a word Uncle Shen is saying. Do you know what he means?"

Zuo Qinfang didn't have time to explain to him: "Ze, you go home first. For now, don't tell Grandpa and Grandma about Ning..."

Before she could finish, her phone rang.

It was Huo Yanqin.

Zuo Qinfang briefly explained the situation she knew to Huo Yanqin, and finally said: "Xiaozheng's condition isn't good either, we need someone to stay with him."

"You can't leave, Mom and Dad will get suspicious. I'll have to go back later too, we still have guests at home."

"Jingjing? Okay. Ze, let me ask him..."

Huo Yueze immediately said: "I'm not going back, I want to stay with my sister too."

With that, he ran off in the direction of Huo Xiaozheng without looking back.

Zuo Qinfang: My son has some curiosity, but not much.

...

Returning to a state of confusion once again, Huo Guining was already well-versed in it.

Although her mind was foggy, she could vaguely hear a voice describing the scenery of a dream.

"You're lying on a wide lawn, the sky is clear blue, white clouds floating leisurely, and in your ears is the melodious sound of birdsong..."

Huo Guining didn't expect the dream to upgrade to having colors. She looked up and saw 'herself' in a white long dress, leisurely treading on the green grass at the end of the lawn, slowly walking towards her.

Like an old friend returning.

Huo Guining waved her hand: "Hi, how have you been lately?"

The girl in the white dress looked less relaxed than before, with a hint of heaviness in her eyes.

Huo Guining smiled brilliantly: "You're hiding so deep, why are you still so uneasy?"

The girl didn't answer but asked instead: "How I am doesn't matter. But you, why do you look not so good?"

The smile on Huo Guining's lips faded a bit.

She rubbed her hair frustratedly: "It's so annoying, I can't save him."

"Save who?"

Huo Guining, emboldened by the fact that this was a dream, became more daring in her words.

"My dad, Huo Xiaozheng."

"Oh, so it's your dad."