"How could the forehead be sewn up and still burst open, and the foot surface injured the blood vessels. What if its not treated in time, what about tetanus? You young people."
A strange voice sounded, and the scolding was intermittent.
"The patient is so weak, pregnant and injured. You cant use anesthesia, what should we do?" The doctors tone was not very good.
After the doctor left, John Locke, who took Emily Watson to the hospital, directly called his friend: "Old three, I picked up a woman on the viewing mountain road. You help me check how she appeared there. This woman has some physical problems, and family members need to come over to solve them."
The voice on the other end of the phone was playful and slightly teasing: "Hey, isnt it pregnant?"
"You guessed it quite well, come on, help in the rivers and lakes!" John Locke joked.
"Okay, Ill give you the news, what time did you pick it up? Specific location." The old three on the other end became serious, and John Locke simply and accurately finished the process of meeting, hung up the phone.
Emily Watson had a high fever and was drowsy and faint, and her dry lips made the whole person look pale and haggard.
John Locke wiped her lips with a cotton swab dipped in water.
"What kind of person would take care of a pregnant woman like this? Interesting..." John Locke muttered to himself.
The phone on the table rang, and it was the old three: "Boss, it seems that you have picked up a trouble. This woman was pulled off a white car, there are not many white cars in New York City, and it is estimated that it is a person from the Jiang family according to the car model."
"You mean, Jack Dawson?" John Lockes tone was a bit higher, "Thats even more interesting."
"Hey, I said why are you still playful, Jack Dawson is not easy to provoke, even his own father can be shelved, and he can counterattack the family business. Who elses woman dont you play with, but you have to touch his goods?" The old three said seriously.
"I didnt touch his woman, I was just being righteous. You contact Jack Dawson and come to this hospital to pick up the person. By the way, I also have something to meet him." John Lockes voice was not slow, mellow and pleasant.
"Youre such a live ghost, okay, Ill contact you." The old threes work efficiency was good, and in less than half an hour, Jack Dawson entered the ward with a black face.
John Locke sat on the sofa and didnt get up, playing with the lighter in his hand.
Jack Dawson looked at Emily Watson on the bed with a cold face, a trace of indescribable look flashed by: "Injured? Did you do it?"
John Locke stood up, shrugged, walked to Emily Watsons side, and stroked her cheek with his finger, "A person was crying on the mountain road, I brought it over."
"Secretary Kim, leave a contact method." Jack Dawson was not smiling, and his tone still had no ups and downs.
John Locke smiled, handed over a business card, and gently said a name to Jack Dawson before taking his leave.
Jack Dawson was stunned for a few seconds, and when he came back to his senses, John Locke had already disappeared.
The doctor saw that there were people in the ward, and hurriedly walked in: "Family members, right? The patient has a miscarriage, and the previous suture wound has been torn and has been dealt with. The foot injured the blood vessels, and surgery is needed. You family members need to discuss quickly, the patient has a high fever and is not very good."
"Child?!" Jack Dawsons face turned blue, "Where did the child come from!"
The doctor was puzzled and asked to make a decision quickly before turning away.
In the ward, Jack Dawson filled a cup of cold water from the water dispenser and splashed it on Emily Watsons face. Secretary Kim frowned and stepped out.
Emily Watson was startled by the cold water and struggled to open her eyes. Seeing him, she was delighted in her heart: "Mo Han, have you come to take me home?"
He pinched Emily Watsons face fiercely with one hand, and his voice was very low, "You have indeed grown a temper, green me? And dare to be pregnant?" He said and threw her hand fiercely, and she floated back to the bed like a fallen leaf, making a muffled hum.
Her head was buzzing, "Mo Han, what are you talking about? What child?" She had a severe tinnitus and couldnt hear what he said clearly.
"Your shameless genes really follow your mother." His disgust was evident.