The medical staff who rushed to the scene had already provided emergency treatment for Osborn in the ambulance. Jane watched as the blood soaked through the man’s costume, feeling extremely anxious.
She had never witnessed such a scene before, let alone seen a friend take a bullet for her.
As for the situation at the filming location, she couldn’t afford to care about it now. After arriving at the hospital, doctors swiftly pushed Osborn into the operating room. Jane sat outside, her hands tightly clasped together, even her fingertips trembling.
The doctor came out not long after and looked at Jane, asking, “Are you the patient’s family?”
Jane quickly raised her head, approached, and nervously said, “I’m his friend… Doctor, how is Osborn doing now?”
The doctor frowned, speaking seriously, “He was shot deeply, and we must perform surgery immediately to remove the bullet. Otherwise, there is a risk to his life. Can you contact his family and have them sign the surgery consent form?”
Jane quickly grabbed a pen, controlled her shaking hands, and signed the surgery consent form.
For her, there was nothing more important than saving a life at this moment.
“Doctor, I’ve already paid the surgery fees. Can… can I go see him now?” Jane looked at the doctor earnestly.
After the doctor nodded, she pushed open the door and walked into the operating room. Nurses were preparing surgical instruments, and Osborn lay on the bed with a breathing apparatus, maintaining normal vital signs.
Jane’s eyes turned red in an instant.
Approaching the bed, she tightly held Osborn’s hand and cautiously called out, “Osborn, Osborn, how are you? Are you okay?”
Osborn, in a semi-conscious state, heard Jane’s voice. He weakly opened his eyes and smiled when he saw the woman by his side.
“Jane, are you… are you okay?”
Jane squeezed his hand even harder, shaking her head repeatedly. “I’m fine. The doctors will prepare for your surgery soon. You must be okay…”
“It’s okay, Jane…” Osborn’s voice was weak, but he kept looking at her. “I just want to tell you that I really love you… I can give up everything as long as you’re happy. Even if it means you just look back at me, I’m willing to accept that…”
“At a time like this, you’re still talking about these things.”
Jane spoke with a nasal tone. She knew Osborn liked her, and regardless of whether she had explicitly rejected him before, the current situation was clearly not suitable for romantic conversations.
“You… now you need to focus on the surgery, you know? The rest, once you’re better, we can talk about it.”
Meanwhile, the phone had rung in her bag three times, but Jane had no mood to answer it.
After such a major incident, how could she remember to keep appointments?
Patrick stood at the entrance, and the phone in his hand rang the “not answered” prompt for the third time.
Impatiently, he pressed the hang-up button.
Patrick stood in place, scanning his surroundings, revealing a rare expression of annoyance. He had called Jane four times already. Whether it was “user busy” or “not answered,” there was no callback, and she hadn’t answered his calls. They had agreed to have dinner tonight. According to Jane, the filming location should have wrapped up by now. Why hadn’t she answered his calls?
Did something happen at the filming location?
He swiped his phone several times, and suddenly, a news notification popped up at the top of the screen.
[Chaos on the “Farewell My Concubine” Set! Osborn Shot, Life Hanging in the Balance!]
Patrick’s eyebrows furrowed.
Osborn was shot?
He seemed to have realized something and quickly drove to the hospital.
After arriving at the hospital, Patrick almost ran to the floor where Osborn’s operating room was. At this moment, the doctors were preparing the instruments to enter the operating room when they saw Patrick rushing over.
“Sir, sir, you can’t go in!” pleaded one of the doctors.
However, Patrick paid no attention to them. Just as he arrived at the door of the operating room, he overheard Osborn confessing his feelings to Jane.
Patrick’s eyes immediately darkened, especially when he saw Osborn still holding Jane’s hand. Jealousy surged within him.
After all, he had explicitly told Jane not to look at other men. Especially Osborn, who had caused such a scandal just a few days ago. What if someone captured a photo of this scene?
“Make way, make way. The patient is preparing for surgery. Please all leave,” a doctor came from outside and raised his hand to block Patrick. Reluctantly, Patrick stepped back, and Jane was also escorted out.
When she turned around and looked up, she saw Patrick standing outside the door, and for a moment, she froze. However, Jane didn’t say anything. Outside the operating room, she stood face to face with Patrick. She had no mood to speak now; her mind was entirely focused on whether Osborn could make it through.
After all, he got injured for her sake.
“Aren’t you going to explain?” Patrick couldn’t contain his emotions and spoke first, his tone cold and unfamiliar.
He was feeling extremely bitter now, specifically, he couldn’t stay calm about anything related to Jane.
Seeing Jane’s silence, Patrick felt more upset. Pointing in the direction of the operating room, he lowered his voice and frowned as he questioned, “Have you fallen for Osborn? He took a bullet for you, and now you’re attracted to him, isn’t that right?”
Unreasonable!
Jane, already emotionally overwhelmed, looked at Patrick blankly upon hearing these words. She felt a bit helpless and said, “Patrick, Osborn is undergoing surgery inside, and we don’t know his condition yet. Can you not make a scene right now?”
“I’m making a scene? Who’s taking advantage of the situation here?” Patrick found it somewhat amusing. As Jane’s boyfriend, he had waited for her outside the restaurant for an hour, called her four times, and received no response. Yet here she was, discussing love matters with another man?
“…”
The more Patrick spoke, the less inclined Jane was to explain. Given the recent events, she had no spare energy to argue with Patrick. At a time when a person’s life was at stake, he was arguing about whether Osborn liked her or not?
Sitting on the chair, Jane turned her face away, not saying anything to Patrick.
Seeing her attitude, Patrick became even more irritated, feeling that he had touched upon Jane’s true feelings. “Did I hit the mark, didn’t I?”
“Patrick.” Jane sighed, realizing she had no extra energy to argue with him. She raised her head and looked at him seriously.
“This is a hospital, and now is not the time for us to argue about our relationship problems. I’m feeling really confused right now, and all I want to know is whether Osborn’s surgery is successful or not.”