Chapter 575 Surviving the Disaster
The gesture was light and quick, with an unmistakable sense of urgency. Zhao Shuzhuo caught a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye, and understood what he meant. He calmly and slowly ended the conversation with Yang Xiaohua.
With that gentle and soothing smile still on his face, he slowly backed away step by step, taking each step extremely carefully, for fear of alerting Yang Xiaohua and causing irreversible consequences.
When he reached Wang Jianguo's side, Zhao Shuzhuo leaned slightly sideways and put his ear close. Wang Jianguo lowered his voice and told him in detail everything he had just learned about Yang Xiaohua.
From the tragic death of her mother due to heavy bleeding when she was born, to the tragic death of her brother as a martyr for the country, to the current situation where her father is seriously ill and the life-saving drugs are too expensive and out of reach.
Although the hospital has tried its best to reduce the fees, it still cannot fill the huge gap in drug expenses. Zhao Shuzhuo's eyes became red as he listened, and his heart was filled with deep sympathy, and he felt very worried for this girl with a rough fate.
However, faced with such a difficult dilemma, he suddenly felt so small and powerless, as if he was blocked by an invisible high wall and could not find a way out.
Just as the two were talking in low voices, frowning, racking their brains to think of a countermeasure, Yang Xiaohua, who had been standing on the edge of the rooftop, teetering, suddenly moved slightly.
It was as if she had finally made up her mind after having had an extremely difficult struggle with herself deep in her heart.
She slowly raised her head, her eyes staring at the seemingly endless sky in the distance. The tears on her face flew freely under the blowing wind, but the previous wails were gone.
At this moment, she was frighteningly calm, as if she had transcended the boundary between life and death.
Then, she lightly kicked her feet and jumped down from the edge of the hospital roof like a bird with broken wings, falling straight into the bottomless ground.
"Ah!" Wang Jianguo and Zhao Shuzhuo exclaimed almost at the same time. They widened their eyes, their faces filled with fear and despair, and watched Yang Xiaohua's figure quickly disappear from their sight.
At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and the entire rooftop was shrouded in a dead silence. Only the strong wind was still howling, as if it was playing a elegy for the tragedy.
Wang Jianguo clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turned white from the force, his lips trembled, he wanted to shout something, but no sound came out.
Zhao Shuzhuo seemed to have all his strength drained away in an instant. His legs went limp and he almost collapsed to the ground. His eyes were full of disbelief. He never expected that things would develop to such a desperate situation.
The two stood there, their minds blank, filled with self-blame and regret. They regretted not being able to come up with a solution faster, not being able to hold Yang Xiaohua at this critical moment and save her from the abyss of despair.
On the rooftop, the thrilling scene left everyone with lingering fears.
Wang Jianguo and Zhao Shuzhuo watched Yang Xiaohua resolutely jump off the rooftop. They were so frightened that their faces turned pale and their hearts seemed to stop beating instantly, and then started beating wildly again.
The two men's legs seemed to be out of control and they instinctively ran towards the stairs. They had only one thought in their minds: they must confirm Yang Xiaohua's safety as soon as possible.
Their steps were staggering yet extremely rapid, and each step landed heavily on the steps, making a dull sound, as if they were racing against death.
The hospital director was also stunned by this sudden change. After a moment of shock, he shouted at the top of his voice:
"Hurry, hurry, hurry, save them, hurry, save them!"
The sound became sharp and piercing because of extreme fear, breaking the deathly silence on the rooftop and waking up the people around who were still immersed in shock.
After shouting, he rushed down the stairs first, his white coat fluttering violently in the wind like a panicked flag.
The others also came to their senses and followed suit. For a moment, the sounds of footsteps and shouts on the stairwell were intertwined and chaotic.
Fortunately, the hospital's inpatient building only had five floors. When Yang Xiaohua fell, as if she was slightly favored by the god of fate, she landed heavily on the balcony on the second floor.
The muffled sound was like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of everyone who rushed to the rescue. The medical staff responded quickly, rushed to the scene as soon as possible, and carried her to the emergency room on a stretcher.
After a race against time to rescue, a relieved news finally came: Yang Xiaohua was not in danger of death, only her legs and ribs were broken.
After learning the result, Wang Jianguo and Zhao Shuzhuo finally felt relieved. After calming down a little, they decided to visit Yang Xiaohua in her ward.
When I pushed open the ward door, the smell of disinfectant hit me in the face. The light in the ward was a little dim, and the curtains were half-drawn, and the faint light that came in sprinkled on the bed.
Yang Xiaohua lay there quietly, her eyes were red, obviously she had just cried not long ago, there were still traces of tears around her eyes, her appearance made people feel pity.
Her hair was scattered on the pillow in a messy manner. Her originally fair face was now pale and her lips were chapped. She looked haggard and helpless.
Wang Jianguo stood beside the bed, looked at Yang Xiaohua, opened his mouth, but found that he had no idea how to persuade her.
His concern was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a word for a while. After hesitating for a moment, he turned to Zhao Shuzhuo and said:
"Brother Shuzhuo, please try to persuade her. I'll go buy some food. We've been busy for most of the day and everyone is hungry. Let's eat something to replenish our energy so that we can continue to think of ways to help Xiaohua solve her problem."
After saying that, he hurried out of the ward, his back revealing a bit of helplessness and anxiety.
Zhao Shuzhuo sighed softly, walked to the bed, pulled a chair over and sat down, looked at Yang Xiaohua, and said softly:
"Xiaohua, don't be too sad. Things have already happened, but luckily you are still fine. This is a blessing in disguise."
"You have to believe that there are always more solutions than problems. We can definitely overcome the difficulties together."
His voice was gentle and full of concern, trying to dispel the gloom in Yang Xiaohua's heart.
Yang Xiaohua turned her head slightly and looked at Zhao Shuzhuo. A hint of gratitude flashed in her eyes. Her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she just uttered "hmm" softly.
Inside the ward, the smell of disinfectant permeated every inch of the air. The sunlight filtered through the half-closed curtains, casting a few rays of light with difficulty, adding a bit of warmth to this somewhat cold space.
Zhao Shuzhuo sat quietly in front of Yang Xiaohua's bed, staring at her without blinking, his eyes full of worry and heartache.