My whirlwind marriage partner is a wealthy CEO

Chapter 121 I'm your daughter too!

After an unknown amount of time, the doctor finally emerged from the emergency room.

Zhu Ziqing rushed forward and asked in a trembling voice, "Doctor, how is my mother?"

The doctor removed his mask and said with a grave expression, "Your mother was already very weak, and she has suffered severe external injuries. Her condition is critical, and she needs immediate emergency treatment."

Zhu Ziqing felt a buzzing sound in her head, as if she had been hit by a heavy hammer, and she was completely stunned.

The shocking scars on her mother's body involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

And then there was the look of utter despair in my mother's eyes just now; it felt like my heart was being pierced by countless needles, the pain was excruciating.

Standing in the hospital corridor, Zhu Ziqing's thoughts drifted away.

She remembered when she was a child, she was naughty and fell and scraped her knee.

Although her mother was timid and weak, she could not hide the heartache in her eyes whenever she saw her injured.

Each time, his hands trembled as he carefully cleaned her wounds, constantly murmuring, "Does it hurt, my precious daughter?"

And then there was that time when her father insisted that she agree to get engaged to Wan Qingsha.

For the first time ever, my mother stood up and straightened her back, arguing with my father.

Her frail body seemed so small in front of her father, yet her voice was incredibly loud: "I can't just stand by and watch Ziqing jump into the fire!"

But thinking of this, Zhu Ziqing's eyes dimmed again, and an indescribable anger and disappointment welled up in her heart.

She remembered her mother's words, telling her to give Wanqingsha to her sister.

Each word was like a cold blade cutting into her heart: "Mom, how could you say such a thing? I'm your own daughter too. How could you side with my sister at such a crucial moment?"

Zhu Ziqing frowned, her mind filled with doubt, wondering to herself: What is the purpose of my mother's long journey to Shenzhen?

Is it still to persuade me to return to the capital and have a child for Zhu Yahan and Wan Qingsha?

But what if... I misunderstood her? Maybe she came to Shenzhen for another reason.

Just then, a rapid ringing of her cell phone interrupted her thoughts.

Zhu Ziqing looked down and saw the words "Mr. Tan" flashing on the screen.

Her hand froze in mid-air, hesitating whether to answer the call.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her turbulent emotions.

With a simple swipe of my finger, I answered the phone.

"Hello?" Zhu Ziqing tried to make her voice sound relaxed, but the slight tremor still betrayed her unease.

On the other end of the phone, Tan Haoyu's deep and magnetic voice came through: "Don't forget to eat lunch at noon, don't go hungry."

A simple sentence, yet it warmed Zhu Ziqing's heart like the winter sun.

"Okay, I understand," Zhu Ziqing replied softly.

After saying that, both of them fell silent.

Zhu Ziqing's mind was in turmoil, and she really didn't know what topic to start.

Tan Haoyu seemed to have noticed her low spirits.

For a moment, neither of them knew how to offer words of comfort.

Zhu Ziqing held the phone tightly to her ear.

Tan Haoyu and I remained silent on the phone, an awkward atmosphere filling the air.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to begin.

Just then, the emergency room light went out with a "ding".

The door slowly opened, and the doctor walked out with steady steps.

Zhu Ziqing's heart jumped into her throat.

She didn't care that the phone was still connected and rushed forward.

Her voice trembled slightly as she asked anxiously, "Doctor, how is my mother?"

The doctor looked grave, sighed slightly, and said, "The patient's condition is not optimistic. Although it has stabilized for now, there is a possibility that he could fall into a coma again at any time."

Your mother's health wasn't good to begin with, and this time she suffered such a serious external injury. If she were to be beaten again, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to withstand it.

Zhu Ziqing felt a buzzing in her head, her eyes widening in shock, her heart filled with doubt and heartache.

She couldn't help but wonder: How could Mom's health have deteriorated so much? Was she beaten by someone? What secrets are hidden behind this?

On the other end of the phone, Tan Haoyu heard Zhu Ziqing's conversation with the doctor clearly.

His voice came through the receiver, tinged with concern: "Ziqing, which hospital are you in? I'm coming right away."

Zhu Ziqing snapped out of her daze, tightened her grip on her phone, and hesitated.

She thought to herself: Haoyu is so busy with work, will telling him now bother him? Besides, I really don't want him to see all this mess at home, it's so embarrassing.

But looking at the closed door of the emergency room, and thinking of her unconscious mother inside, she felt a pang of sadness.

Zhu Ziqing gritted her teeth and finally said softly, "I'm at Pengcheng People's Hospital."

Tan Haoyu could hear the helplessness and unease in her voice, and quickly comforted her gently, "Ziqing, don't be afraid, I'll be there soon, I'm here."

With that, he hung up the phone and quickly dialed the number of his secretary, Yang Meili, next door.

As soon as the call connected, Tan Haoyu said directly, "Arrange the fastest flight back to Pengcheng for me. I need to go back now."

Yang Meili was visibly taken aback on the other end of the line, her voice filled with surprise: "President Tan, you're going back to Pengcheng already? But you forgot, there's a meeting this afternoon. This meeting is crucial to the development of the Sunshine Group in the west!"

Tan Haoyu frowned, his tone firm and unwavering: "I'll just step away for a bit. Arrange for someone to cover for me at the meeting. I have an urgent matter to attend to and must return to Pengcheng immediately."

After saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for Yang Meili's response and quickly walked towards the airport.

At this moment, Tan Haoyu's mind was filled with thoughts of Zhu Ziqing and her mother's safety.

He couldn't worry about anything else for the time being.

Tan Haoyu gripped his phone tightly as he walked, speaking in a cold and authoritative tone to Yang Piaoliang, who was following him: "Immediately contact Pengcheng People's Hospital and have them assign their best doctor to take charge of Zhu Ziqing's mother's treatment. Send the medical record to my phone before I board the plane."

Upon hearing this, Yang Piaoliang couldn't help but show a troubled expression.

She took a small step forward and whispered a reminder: "President Tan, the meeting is about to begin, and the top leaders from several western provinces have all arrived and are waiting for you to preside over it."

Tan Haoyu paused, turned around abruptly, and looked at Yang Piaoliang with icy eyes.

That gaze was like a frost-covered blade in the cold night, carrying an irresistible majesty.

Startled, Yang Piaoliang choked on the rest of his sentence.

Yang Piaoliang panicked and quickly looked to Liu Meili next to her for help.