Chapter 494 - 495: Nothing Serious
The girl laid quietly on the ground with her eyes closed.
The doctor was suddenly startled, praying to God, she’s not already dead!
The vice president looked pitiful, a large stately figure simply sitting on the ground.
The doctor rushed forward, kneeling on the ground to check Di Xiaxia’s pupils, pulse, and heartbeat with his trained skills, while asking, "What has happened to this young lady?"
When the doctor arrived, Di Mingzhe finally breathed a sigh of relief, quickly answering, "She accidentally fell down the stairs. It seems like she’s knocked out. Oh, and her right leg, the fibula, it’s fractured, not fully healed yet."
The doctor nodded, immediately saying, "Rest assured, the patient is not in any immediate life-threatening danger. It seems she has fainted due to the pain. I suspect that her fibula has been re-fractured."
Di Mingzhe: "..."
"What are you waiting for, start the treatment right away!" Di Mingzhe exclaimed as soon as he came to his senses.
"Yes, sir." The doctor gave a nod, efficiently and expertly commanding his assistant, "Quickly take this young lady to the emergency room."
"Yes, sir." The assistant moved forward, skillfully lifting Di Xiaxia.
The assistant had undergone rigorous medical training and, of course, knew how to handle an unconscious patient.
So, Di Mingzhe wasn’t worried.
In order not to disturb the doctor’s treatment, he followed without uttering a word.
The diagnosis indicated that Di Xiaxia’s fibula had not re-fractured, but her right hand was broken!
With this news, they could finally breathe a sigh of relief. The doctor put a splint on Di Xiaxia’s hand, bandaged it securely, gave her pain relief and anti-inflammatory medications, wiping away his sweat. He then left after advising some precautions.
A small hospital was set up inside the Vice Presidential Residence, staffed with internal medicine and surgery doctors. They could perform any surgery short of heart transplants.
There was even their own blood bank.
All of this was done to protect the Vice President’s safety, to prevent any unforeseen incidents. All the guests at the Vice Presidential Residence were some dignitaries, and nothing should go wrong with anyone.
Even in case of any accidents, immediate rescue and treatment would be available.
So, Di Xiaxia received very timely treatment, with essentially no major issues, except she hadn’t regained consciousness yet.
The doctor said that Di Xiaxia might wake up in one or two hours, or she might not wake up until the next morning.
In such a well-equipped small hospital, there were of course nurses who knew about the precautions, and normally they would stand guard here.
But Di Mingzhe would definitely never leave. He was determined to stay there.
Instead, he asked the nurse to leave. The young nurse, reluctant to leave, couldn’t help pitying him and reminded him, "Sir, you haven’t put on your shoes yet. Do you want me to get you a pair?"
Di Mingzhe then realized that he had followed her barefoot without noticing.
"Mmm." He replied briefly, "Bring me a pair."
Di Xiaxia, unconscious, was not completely without awareness. Or rather, she transitioned from unconsciousness to a deep sleep.
And she was dreaming continuously.
In her dream, Di Mingzhe, against her wishes and wildly animalistic, imprisoned her, locked her in a cell, and tortured her.
She was deeply trapped in this horrifying dream, unable to free herself.
She shook her head vehemently, her face pale, "No, no, big brother, no..."