Addicted to Love, Mr. Fu’s Newly Married Wife

Chapter 1670 At stake

At this moment, several traffic police officers quickly surrounded him. One of them looked at Fu Yanchen with a troubled expression and said, "Mr. Fu, you see, you've run dozens of red lights. We... this is really a violation of traffic rules, and you have to be punished according to regulations."

The traffic policeman's voice carried a hint of helplessness. Fu Yanchen was saying that he was a prominent figure in the capital, and that if he stomped his foot, the entire capital would tremble.

They understood that Fu Yanchen might have an urgent matter, but they couldn't just stand by and do nothing because of their duty.

Fu Yanchen stopped in his tracks, his forehead covered in sweat that rolled down his cheeks, his chest heaving as he gasped for breath.

“My wife is in danger right now. She’s in the hospital and her life hangs in the balance. All I can think about is getting to her and making sure she’s okay. Once I’m sure she’s out of danger, I will go to the traffic police department to handle the matter. I’m willing to accept whatever punishment I get.”

After hearing Fu Yanchen's words, the traffic police officers exchanged glances. After learning the details of the matter, they couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy.

One of the traffic police officers said, "Mr. Fu, you should go now. I hope your wife is safe and sound. We can discuss the other matters when it's convenient for you."

Fu Yanchen nodded gratefully, and without saying anything more, he turned and ran wildly towards the hospital.

Fu Yanchen searched everywhere in the hospital and finally saw Nan Weiwei in the corridor of the emergency room.

He rushed to Nan Weiwei in a few strides, grabbed her arm, and his voice trembled with anxiety: "What happened? Why does Xiaoxiao suddenly have a stomachache? Did she fall? It's all my fault, I had to deal with something. Xiaoxiao is the most important." Fu Yanchen's eyes were full of anxiety, as if he wanted to find the answer in Nan Weiwei's face.

Nan Weiwei was startled by Fu Yanchen's sudden action. She looked up at Fu Yanchen's bloodshot eyes and felt a pang of guilt and self-reproach.

She stammered, "I...I don't know either. We were sleeping soundly when Xiaoxiao suddenly cried out that her stomach hurt. She sounded so painful. My mother and I panicked and rushed her to the hospital."

As she spoke, her eyes reddened, and tears welled up in them. If something happened to Xiaoxiao, she would feel guilty for the rest of her life.

Fu Yanchen frowned, a hint of anxiety flashing in his eyes. He released Nan Weiwei's arm and hurriedly asked, "How is she now? Did the doctor say anything?"

He stared intently at Nan Weiwei, as if trying to see right through her, hoping to get some good news about Xu Xiaoxiao from her.

Nan Weiwei shook her head helplessly, her voice trembling with a hint of tears: "We don't know yet. After we brought her here, the doctor took her to the emergency room, and she hasn't come out yet. I'm as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, wondering how Xiaoxiao is doing."

Tears finally streamed down her face, unable to be held back.

Upon hearing this, Fu Yanchen felt dizzy and staggered, almost falling over.

He quickly grabbed the wall next to him, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down. He smiled and said, "You must be okay. You must be strong. I'm here waiting for you."

Outside the emergency room, the lights were stark and cold, reflecting on Fu Yanchen's extremely anxious face. His brows were furrowed into a deep frown, his eyes were full of worry and fear, and his hands were unconsciously clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force.

Every minute and every second of waiting felt like a dull knife cutting and grinding at his heart, making him restless and unable to sit still.

Mrs. Hou stood quietly beside Fu Yanchen, her heart aching as she looked at his distraught state.

“Sir, don’t worry. Xiaoxiao is a kind-hearted child who always thinks of others and has done so many good deeds. God will surely protect her. She will be alright. Look, she has overcome so many hardships. She will definitely overcome this setback. We must believe in her.”

Mother Hou's words were like the warm sun in winter, bringing a touch of warmth to Fu Yanchen's anxious heart.

Fu Yanchen then slowly turned his head and noticed Mrs. Hou, who had been silently accompanying him.

He then noticed that Hou's mother's face was also full of fatigue and worry, and her eyes revealed a hint of anxiety and unease, but more than anything, concern for Xu Xiaoxiao.

He felt a surge of emotion and said softly, "Aunt Hou, it's so late, why are you out here? You're getting old, your body can't take this kind of exertion. You should go back and rest. We can stay here and watch over things."

Fu Yanchen's voice carried a hint of concern and heartache; he knew that Hou's mother had sacrificed so much for this family.

Mrs. Hou shook her head slightly, a gentle smile appearing on her face, a smile that carried a sense of determination and persistence: "Sir, I can't sleep if I don't hear from Xiaoxiao. I'll stay here and wait with you and Miss Weiwei, so I can feel more at ease. Xiaoxiao is like my own daughter, how can I not worry about her now that something has happened to her?"

Hou's mother's words were simple and sincere, which warmed Fu Yanchen's heart.

After listening to what Hou's mother said, Fu Yanchen knew in his heart that he could not persuade her to go back and rest.

He knew that there was a deep bond between Hou's mother and Xu Xiaoxiao. Xu Xiaoxiao had always treated Hou's mother like her own mother, and Hou's mother also treated Xu Xiaoxiao as her precious jewel, taking great care of her.

Thinking of Xu Xiaoxiao's biological mother, Fu Yanchen couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart.

Xu Xiaoxiao's biological mother faked her death and left after her awkward birth, but now she has returned... When she lost her memory, it was Hou's mother who stayed by Xu Xiaoxiao's side, giving her meticulous care and love, filling the void of maternal love in her heart.

Looking at the determined look in Mrs. Hou's eyes, Fu Yanchen nodded helplessly and said, "Alright, Mrs. Hou, since you insist on staying here, then stay. But if you're tired, go and rest in the lounge. Don't exhaust yourself. If Xiaoxiao knew how hard you've worked for her, she would feel sorry for you."

Mrs. Hou smiled and nodded, saying, "Sir, I understand. Don't worry, I'll take good care of myself. If Xiaoxiao comes out and sees that we're all alright, she'll be happy too."

After saying that, Mrs. Hou stood there quietly, her eyes fixed on the door of the emergency room, silently praying that Xu Xiaoxiao would be safe and sound.

Fu Yanchen also turned around and continued pacing back and forth outside the emergency room, his eyes full of anxiety and anticipation, waiting for the moment when Xu Xiaoxiao would come out of the emergency room.

An hour later, the emergency room doors opened...