The ambulance arrived at the hospital and Chen got out with the paramedics. He looked at his father on the stretcher. Suddenly, his arm was pulled. He didn't turn his head, but he could tell who was pulling him from the force.
Chloe followed Nate into the building.
He made a phone call and several directors of the neurology department rushed over from home, including the dean. After examination, they determined that Chen Weidong had 40 ml of cerebral hemorrhage. After checking the relevant indicators, they pushed him into the operating room.
Chen was standing in the corridor again, his young, flexible back bent, his hair hanging in front of his eyes, and his childish face mostly hidden in the shadows.
Chloe frowned, raised his hand and placed it on the boy's head, touching it, "Go sit on the chair and wait."
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