Lin Yuanxiang, at this moment, paced angrily in the living room of his villa.
"Damn it, is Uncle Wang's car not ready yet?" Lin Yuanxiang shouted loudly at the equally anxious servant, Qing Sister, beside him.
"Master, it's already past midnight. Uncle Wang has already gone to sleep. I just informed him, and he's coming right away."
"Also, immediately call Tianhao and tell him to go directly to St. Anne Hospital."
"Okay," Qing Sister, unaware of what had happened, wondered why the master became so anxious after receiving a phone call.
"Master, the car is ready." Uncle Wang rushed into the living room with a quick jog.
Lin Yuanxiang furrowed his brows tightly and walked swiftly toward the extended Cadillac.
...
In the emergency room of St. Anne Hospital, those who had perished in the bus accident were currently undergoing urgent rescue. Outside the door, many traffic police officers were registering the details of the incident. From afternoon until now, the police had already contacted some of the deceased's relatives.
"What on earth happened?" Lin Yuanxiang found a police officer who looked like a superior and asked impatiently.
"Hello, aren't you President Lin of Shenghua? It's you. Can you tell me what happened?" The police officer recognized Lin Yuanxiang, a figure frequently seen on TV and in magazines.
"It's me. Now, can you tell me what exactly happened?" Lin Yuanxiang was frustrated.
"Well, this bus collided with a large truck on the way from the airport to the city. The truck was overloaded, causing its cargo to collapse onto the bus. All 42 passengers on the bus are being rescued here. After preliminary identification, your son, Lin Tianchen, is among them."
"Impossible. How could Tianchen be on such a bus? If he was coming from the airport, I could have sent a fleet to pick him up with just one phone call."
The police officer shrugged and continued, "We're not sure about the specific reasons. However, during the examination of the victims, we found your son's identification. We also notified you through the number stored in his phone."
"Also," the police officer seemed to remember something, "at the moment of the accident, your son was tightly holding a girl. It seems they were sitting together during the bus ride."
"A girl? What girl?"
"I don't know. We didn't find any identity documents on her. However, she is currently being rescued in the same room as your son."
"Okay, thank you." Lin Yuanxiang anxiously stood outside the rescue room. At this moment, Lin Tianhao also ran over panting.
"Dad, what happened? What's wrong with my brother?"
Lin Yuanxiang, unlike his usual explosive temper, didn't say anything. He just anxiously focused on the rescue room.
The door of the rescue room opened, and doctors and nurses came out.
"Doctor, how is it? How is my son?"
"Are you Mr. Lin Yuanxiang? Well, for now, your son and daughter-in-law are not in immediate danger, but because their heads suffered severe impact during the accident, both are currently unconscious. And your son's injuries are a bit more serious because he protected his wife, resulting in a more severe collision to his head."
"Wait, how did you confirm that the girl injured with Tianchen is his wife?"
"Mr. Lin, you don't know yet? It seems she's his fiancée. Your son, on the surface, tightly protected that girl during the collision. On the other hand, it's an unfortunate piece of news; your future daughter-in-law had a miscarriage in the accident."
"Daughter-in-law, miscarriage." Lin Tianhao kept repeating these words.
"What's wrong, Tianhao?"
"Dad, my brother did send me an email before he came back. He said he wanted to give us a surprise. It looks like it's the future sister-in-law and her baby."
Lin Yuanxiang pondered for two seconds, but his mind was in chaos. He waved his hand and said to Tianhao, "Let's talk about this later. Go see how your brother is doing first."
The two of them entered the ward gently and saw Lin Tianchen, covered in bandages. Beside him lay a petite figure. Similarly, due to the bandages, her appearance was unclear.