Chapter 127: The Iconic Scene of Driving a Ferrari with One Hand
"Mom, don't scare me!"
"Wuwu..."
Li Moli cried out while gently patting her mother Zhang Qiaoyun's cheek, hoping to wake her.
However, no matter how Li Moli called out, her mother Zhang Qiaoyun, who had fallen into a coma, showed no reaction, having completely entered a critical state.
Li Moli's heart felt as if it had been torn into countless pieces; she didn't know how to face such a sudden situation and could only cry helplessly.
AI generated a sorrowful image of Li Moli.
"Mom! Wuwuwu..."
Li Moli's cries echoed in the room, filled with despair and sadness.
After a brief moment of panic, Li Moli quickly pulled out her PHS phone and dialed 120 for emergency services.
Within 3 seconds of ringing, 120 answered Li Moli's call. The dispatcher said in standard Mandarin, "Hello, Shanghai 120 Emergency Center, how can I help you?"
A frantic Li Moli cried out anxiously, "I need an ambulance right now to rush my mother to the hospital for emergency treatment."
"Madam, please don't be too anxious. May I ask what's wrong with the patient?"
Li Moli cried anxiously during the call, "My mother has chronic renal failure. She finished dialysis yesterday afternoon and can normally go three days between sessions, but just now she suddenly vomited blood and fainted at home. Please send an ambulance immediately to take my mother to the hospital."
"Alright, Madam!"
"We'll dispatch a vehicle immediately. May I have your home address?"
Li Moli sobbed and replied urgently, "Unit 2, Building 18, Lujiazui Binjiang Haoge Community, Room 101."
"Alright, Madam!"
"I'm dispatching an ambulance for you now. Please keep your phone on. Goodbye!"
As soon as Li Moli hung up with the 120 Emergency Center, Lin Lang's phone number called her immediately.
Li Moli, who had lost her backbone and was almost frantic to the point of despair, quickly answered Lin Lang's call.
Li Moli, suppressing her sadness, cried out, "A Lang Ge, it's bad! My mother just suddenly vomited blood and fainted!"
Lin Lang, who was far away outside the Piano Art magazine studio, could clearly see Zhang Qiaoyun, who was critically ill and in a coma, on the virtual system light screen through Li Moli's real-time Vision Sharing.
So, Lin Lang comforted her, "Moli, don't panic. I just received a call from my master's wife. I've already used my connections to find a suitable kidney donor for Aunt Qiaoyun."
"You should tell the ambulance to take Aunt Qiaoyun, who is in a coma from renal failure, directly to Fudan University Zhongshan Hospital in Shanghai for immediate kidney transplant surgery. Perhaps Aunt Qiaoyun still has a chance."
Li Moli burst into tears after hearing this, sobbing, "Thank you, A Lang Ge!"
"I don't know what to say to thank you, wuwuwu..."
Lin Lang anxiously instructed, "Silly girl, we don't say thank you between us. You absolutely must not move Aunt Qiaoyun or shake her body. Just wait for the professional medical personnel to arrive at the scene and take Aunt Qiaoyun to the hospital on a stretcher."
"Mm-hmm, mm-hmm." Li Moli cried and nodded repeatedly.
Lin Lang continued to instruct during the call, "You should immediately go and prepare things, such as your and Aunt Qiaoyun's ID cards, Aunt Qiaoyun's medical records, and medical insurance card, and so on."
"When the ambulance arrives, you'll leave immediately. Don't waste time then."
Li Moli, who was already flustered, cried after hearing this, "Thankfully, A Lang Ge, you reminded me, otherwise I wouldn't have thought to bring these things at all."
"Moli, I'm hanging up first. I'll make quick arrangements for my work here, and then I'll rush to the hospital to be with you for Aunt Qiaoyun's treatment. Don't be afraid, your husband is here!"
Hearing Lin Lang call himself her husband, Li Moli's heart warmed, and she forgot that they had an agreement to call each other husband and wife privately.
So, Li Moli said tearfully during the call, "Husband, please drive safely. Mom is already sick, you absolutely can't let anything happen to you!"
"Don't worry, wife!"
"The ambulance should arrive very soon. We'll meet at the hospital later. Bye-bye!"
Lin Lang's call gave Li Moli immense security. Having a man in the family meant having a backbone, which naturally made a difference.
Lin Lang's call was like a calming pill, making Li Moli feel a sense of security she had never experienced before.
It was as if with Lin Lang by her side, no matter what difficulties arose, Li Moli could overcome them. The feeling of having a man as the pillar of the family truly made a big difference.
This strength and responsibility from a man filled Li Moli with a sense of stability and reliance.
Li Moli knew deeply that Lin Lang could provide her with a safe haven, and that was her greatest happiness.
Because Lin Lang not only provided Li Moli with material support but, more importantly, spiritual comfort and encouragement.
In this rapidly changing era, having a rock-solid relationship is especially precious.
And at this moment, this sense of security was continuously being transmitted from Lin Lang to Li Moli, filling her with confidence for the future, no longer like a drifting wild grass.
After Lin Lang hung up the phone, he returned to the studio with a slight frown, using a gesture to interrupt Zhou Mengyao's advertisement photoshoot. Zhou Mengyao stopped posing and approached Lin Lang, asking, "What's wrong, Old classmate?"
Ma Xiaofei put away her camera and asked, "Does the shoot need adjustments?"
Lin Lang replied, "The shoot doesn't need adjustments. It's just that I have something very important that I need to handle personally on short notice. Today's shooting task can only be completed by you, Xiaofei Jie, and Mengyao, through communication and cooperation."
Zhou Mengyao asked with concern, "Did something happen?"
Lin Lang replied, feigning ease, "It's nothing major. You and Xiaofei Jie just continue shooting according to the pre-arranged schedule and the QQ endorsement photoshoot style I requested."
Zhou Mengyao replied, "Okay. If there's anything you need help with, Old classmate, just say the word."
Lin Lang forced a smile, then looked at Ma Xiaofei and said, "I have something urgent, so I'll leave first. I'll have to trouble Xiaofei Jie with the shooting task. I'll treat you to a meal another day to show my gratitude!"
Ma Xiaofei smiled slightly after hearing this and replied, "Okay, be careful on the road."
"Then I'm leaving, bye-bye!"
Lin Lang smiled and waved goodbye to Zhou Mengyao and Ma Xiaofei, then quickly turned and walked out of the studio. The smile on his face vanished abruptly, replaced by a look of worry for Aunt Qiaoyun.
There weren't many people who could stir Lin Lang's heart, and the kind Aunt Qiaoyun was one of them, not only because she was Li Moli's mother but also because Lin Lang knew how to repay kindness.
Lin Lang remembered that after his college entrance examination, when his parents unexpectedly passed away, his neighbor Aunt Qiaoyun meticulously took care of him and kindly provided him with meals for over a month. This kindness was enough for him to repay her a hundredfold.
"Vroom..."
Lin Lang put on his sunglasses and drove his bright red Ferrari convertible quickly towards Fudan University Zhongshan Hospital in Shanghai.
One traffic light.
Two traffic lights.
Three traffic lights.
Several consecutive traffic lights during the drive were all red, giving Lin Lang, who was rushing to the hospital, a somewhat ominous premonition.
"Ugh..."
Lin Lang gripped the Ferrari's steering wheel with one hand, watching the traffic light counting down, and sighed with some anxiety, "All red lights along the way, am I that unlucky?"
"All red lights along the way, it wouldn't be a sign that something is going to happen to Aunt Qiaoyun, would it?"
The more Lin Lang thought about it, the more worried he became.
Not only were all the lights red, but it was also rush hour during the afternoon commute, and several major intersections in the bustling areas of Shanghai were all experiencing traffic jams, causing Lin Lang's driving to be very slow.
Just as Lin Lang was feeling annoyed by the traffic, a Jeep SUV, stuck in parallel traffic, rolled down its window.
AI generated a cool photo of Lin Lang.
The girl in the passenger seat of the SUV was quite attractive. She leaned her arm on the window and flirted from above, "Handsome, nice car~"
Lin Lang looked over at the sound and saw two fashionably dressed, beautiful girls with pretty faces sitting in the SUV next to him.
The system prompted that the girl in the driver's seat had an 8.8 rating for looks and figure, and the girl in the passenger seat had a 7.9 rating, both considered top-tier in terms of appearance and figure.
Lin Lang, not in the mood for flirting, politely replied, "Hi!"
The girl in the passenger seat of the SUV continued to flirt, "Handsome, can I get your number?!"
Lin Lang, however, coldly declined, "I'm sorry, beautiful, I forgot to bring my business card today."
The girl in the driver's seat of the SUV smiled and flirted, "It's okay if you forgot your business card. Just tell us your phone number, and my friend can write it down."
Lin Lang could only shrug and continued to decline, "Sorry! I don't have a very good memory, so I can't remember my own phone number~"
"Hmph~ If you don't want to give it, just say so!" The girl in the driver's seat looked displeased at being rebuffed.
The girl in the passenger seat, however, continued to flirt, "Handsome, can you at least tell me your name?"
The traffic ahead began to clear up.
Lin Lang replied with great coolness, "Why must we have met before? If there's fate, we'll meet again."
"Vroom..."
Lin Lang floored the accelerator, and the bright red Ferrari convertible roared away like lightning, leaving behind the two girls in the Jeep SUV, who gazed at Lin Lang's taillights, involuntarily becoming infatuated.
"This guy is really f*cking cold, but he's definitely handsome!"
"Yeah!"
"The way he drives that Ferrari with one hand, it's just so f*cking cool!"
"Not being able to sit in his passenger seat is truly a regret in life!"
"Alright~ Stop being infatuated!"
"A rich and handsome guy who drives a Ferrari with one hand isn't someone of our caliber that we can hope for."
"Yeah!"
"We couldn't even get his phone number, how embarrassing!"
"Ugh..."
"Let's just go home, wash up, and sleep..."