Thinking of her cold face, Jack felt a little frustrated. He took a deep breath. When he was about to
catch up with her in the car, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
When she got home, she sat on the sofa as if she had been cut off a bone. Rachel touched her belly
and felt complicated. Julie noticed that there was something wrong with her mood. When she brought a
glass of water, she asked by the way, "Miss, are you busy today?"
"Not bad."
Seeing the warm water, Rachel felt thirsty.
Since she came back from surgery department, she knew that people outside were talking about her,
so she didn't want to go out of the office, let alone go to the pantry, which was always known as the
gossip place.
Rachel drank up the water in one breath. When she put down the teacup and was about to ask Julie
about Jack's situation in the past two days, the landline phone on the side suddenly rang loudly.
Julie picked up the phone and nodded. "It's Mr. Jack's call. He said he had something urgent and
wouldn't come back for dinner."
"Okay..."
Rachel nodded her head and gave a cold smile. She couldn't resist the urge to care about him, but all
of a sudden, she had to suppress her emotion like a balloon was deflated.
However, she didn't expect that Jack didn't come back for several days because of this emergency.
Even Julie couldn't help but ask, "Miss, do you want to call Mr. Jack and ask when he will come back?"
"No need." She flipped through the medical book in her hand and looked focused.
Seeing that she answered firmly, Julie didn't say anything more. Seeing that the TV in the living room
was on and she was reading a book, she was about to turn it off with the remote control. Suddenly, she
opened her eyes wide, pointed at the TV screen and faltered, "Miss, Mr. Jack..."
In the television screen, the site was crowded with people. Some were crying and some were shouting.
The scene was in chaos.
With her hands on her waist, Rachel slowly stood up. Her calm face turned livid and her eyes widened
in shock.
It turned out that the reason why Jack didn't show up these days was that he went to the nearby city,
NJ City. On the way back, his car crashed into a tourist bus. The news on TV was the live news. Just
now, they saw Jack lying on the stretcher covered in blood and being sent to the ambulance.
Her limbs slowly stiffened at a speed visible to the naked eye. At last, Rachel closed her eyes and
opened them again to watch TV. It was still the news on TV. She asked in a trembling voice, "Julie, did
Jack appear on TV just now?"
"He... It's him." Julie shivered with fear.
Feeling her legs weak, Rachel shook and fell on the sofa. Julie hurried to hold her arm and asked in
fear, "Miss, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She signaled Julie to give her the
phone on the tea table.
Looking at the hospital number left on the news, with her trembling hands, Rachel pressed the number
one by one, and finally confirmed that the person with his eyes closed was Jack.
In the Fu family, two days ago a friend of Jonathan's sent him an orchid. Now that he was free, he liked
to raise flowers at home.
Tracy sat next to them, peeled some walnuts and put them in another empty bowl. "The walnuts
brought last time are very good. I'll peel them today and ask them to make some walnuts and eggs for
Jack's extra-nutrition tomorrow."
"Why? I think he has been doing well these days." Said Jonathan in a deep voice.
Tracy disagreed, "Our son seems to be strong on the surface. I feel heartbroken when I think of the
scene that he sat by the window motionlessly before."
Jonathan listened silently and didn't say anything. He was wondering if he should move this orchid into
his room in the evening.
After a while, Tracy also noticed that Jonathan was not listening to her. She pulled the corners of her
mouth and said angrily, "I'm talking to you. Did you hear me?"
"Okay, go on." Jonathan answered casually.
Tracy rolled her eyes at him. "Then tell me, what did I say just now?"
In fact, Jonathan didn't hear that. He coughed awkwardly and tried to muddle through. At this moment,
the telephone in the room rang. He rushed over and said, "I have to answer a phone."
Tracy curled her lips and murmured, "The older you are, the better at fooling people!"
On the other side, when Jonathan walked into the room and picked up the phone, he heard a clear
female voice on the phone, "Hello, are you the family of Jack?"
"Yes, I am." He replied in a tough tone. He thought that his boy had been in a romantic affair outside,
and now the woman called home directly.
"This is the People's Hospital of NJ City. Mr. Jack had a car accident and is being rescued in our
hospital. Please come here as soon as possible. Some operation agreements need your signature."
"Sir, are you still there?"
"Hello?"
Tracy continued to peel the walnuts in her hands. She felt strange when she heard no sound inside the
room. She got up and walked in to have a look. She saw that Jonathan was sitting on the sofa, pale
and bloodless. The telephone receiver fell aside, shaking, and there was a faint female voice coming
from inside.
Her heart skipped a beat and asked, "What's wrong?"
Jonathan didn't answer, but his face became paler and paler, and his breathing became heavier and
heavier. The maid quickly took a glass of water and a quick acting heart pills, and poured them into his
mouth. After a while, the blood gradually returned to his face.
His voice became much older in an instant. "It's a call from the hospital. Jack had a car accident and is
being rescued."
The hospital was always the most familiar place for Rachel except her home. She was used to seeing
birth, death and illness, and thought that she had been indifferent. But along the way, if she didn't bite
her lips and hold on, she would probably fall to the ground directly and couldn't take a step forward.
She staggered to the resuscitation room, followed by Julie who kept telling her to slow down. But it
seemed that Rachel didn't hear it. When the words of "Resuscitation Room" appeared in front of her,
she suddenly slowed down.
Julie finally caught up with Rachel and stood beside her, worried.
The resuscitation room was abnormally busy. There were twenty-four people on the bus, and almost
everyone was more or less injured and sent in. Doctors and nurses were extremely busy.
Patting Julie's hand on her arm, Rachel said in a low voice, "I'm fine. Don't worry."
She took a deep breath and tried to calm down. She walked into the resuscitation room step by step
and looked around, but did not see Jack.
When a nurse saw the two of them, she stopped and asked anxiously, "Which patient's family are you?
I'll take you there."
"Jack Fu." She spoke out his name slowly.
The nurse looked down at the record book in her hand, and then looked up at her. "Jack Fu has been
sent to the operating room. After you get out of the door, you can go straight to the operating room."
After expressing her thanks, Rachel walked towards the operating room. Two people were sitting at the
door. "Jonathan, Tracy..."
Jonathan looked up at her and said indifferently, "Here you are."
Tracy widened her eyes in shock and pointed at her, "When did you come back?"
Because Jonathan knew that Tracy had been hating Rachel for leaving without saying goodbye, and
that Jack had tortured himself so much during that time, so he didn't tell her that she had come back for
the time being. Instead, he wanted to find a suitable opportunity to talk about it. He didn't expect that
they would meet her in such an occasion.
"Some time ago." As she had been worried about Jack, Rachel turned to look at Jonathan, her eyes full
of anxiety. "What do the doctors say now? How is Jack?"
"Two ribs were broken, and one of them was poked into the artery. It was a little bleeding. I don't know
how it is going now." Jonathan used to look energetic, but now his face was haggard and yellow. His
eyes were like a dry well, and his eyebrows were tightly knitted.
Rachel couldn't help but shake her body for two times. Fortunately, Julie was behind her and quickly
supported her. She said worriedly, "Miss, you'd better sit down on the side."
Tracy stood aside, staring at her slightly swollen belly. She frowned and asked, "Are you pregnant?"
"Yes, she is almost four months pregnant." Julie helped Rachel sit down on the chair and answered.
Four months passed. At that time, the two of them were still in love and were preparing for the
wedding.
In other words, the baby in her belly was Jack's!
Tracy's heart skipped a beat. She subconsciously turned her head to look at the silent Jonathan next to
her. There was no surprise on his face, as if he had known it for a long time. She asked, "You have
known it?"
Jonathan replied, "Yes, I just knew for a few days ago."
Sitting in the chair, Rachel finally calmed down. She looked up at Jonathan and Tracy and felt that the
atmosphere seemed to be a little strange. But because she was worried about Jack, who was still in
the operating room, she had no mood to think about anything else.
Looking at the red light on the door, she only felt that her body was slowly stiff, and a cold penetrated
into her body.
It seemed that Jack's smiling face, his ingratiating smile and his angry smile always flashed in front of
her...
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