993: Greatly Indebted

Greatly Indebted

"Doctor, how's Miss Jiang?"2

"Doctor, how's our madam's condition?"

"Doctor, is my wife alright?"

Everyone spoke almost simultaneously. The doctor comforted everyone with a smile and said, "Don't worry, Young Madam Mo is fine."

The doctor's words positively appeased everyone.

"The patient still needs rest," added the doctor. "Please don't disturb her too much, everyone. Send the patient back to the ward first."

The bodyguard pushed the wheelchair away, trailing behind the rest. Mo Boyuan called out to the surgeon. "Doctor, please wait a moment. There's something I want to ask you," he said.

Both parties started talking in the corridor.

"Doctor, you had more to say earlier about my wife's condition, right?"

"You can tell?"

Amazing!

"Young Madam Mo's wounds may have been treated, but there are still some things you might be unclear about. Her burns were not small and she suffered from grave injuries. There are almost no unharmed areas on the surface of her legs and there is also a patch on her back. These will need to be grafted over many times before they can completely heal."

After hearing what the doctor said, Mo Boyuan was unusually calm.

"Her life is not in danger now though, is it?" he asked.

"Not at all!" replied the surgeon.

Mo Boyuan sighed in relief.

"That's good," he said. "I just want her to stay alive and be by my side for the rest of my life. The rest is not important. As for the skin grafts, we can do it if she is willing to, otherwise, we won't."

Regardless, he would never dislike her!

No matter how minor the surgeries were, there would be risks involved, not to mention the procedures would have to be carried out several times.

Treating the wounds alone would already cause excessive bleeding, and Mo Boyuan was afraid.

"Young Madam is blessed to have you as her family member and husband if you think this way, Young Master Mo!" praised the doctor.

Mo Boyuan nodded at him and said, "Thank you for your hard work today!"

"It's our duty. Young Master Mo, don't stand on ceremony," the doctor replied.

After the doctor left, Mo Boyuan realized that Tan Qing Shu was standing not far away.

"Bo Yuan."

"Second Brother Tan."

Tan Qing Shu walked forward and carefully observed the people in the wheelchairs.

"It looks alright. Don't be so careless in the future," he advised.

Not everyone could be so lucky to escape death.

Six lives were lost in this explosion. The rest were seriously injured. There were also a few more who were undergoing surgery.

"I was careless this time. There won't be a next time," replied Mo Boyuan.

He did not say these words nonchalantly. He was very serious about it. Because of this incident, the Mo family would have to add several extra processes to their travel plans in the future.

"Did you receive any clues regarding this incident?" Tan Qing Shu asked.

How big of a grudge was it that they had to detonate a bomb to take revenge on so many people?

Heh.

At times, conflicts do not necessarily involve a simple grudge between two parties.

When the benefits become too tempting, a time bomb would not seem like a big deal.

"I think we have some clues. Those two people were following our car with such determination. They did not even realize that the vehicle was loaded with a time bomb..." Mo Boyuan trailed off.

Tan Qing Shu raised his eyebrows. "There were people behind them?" he asked.

Moreover, they might not be ordinary Joes.

After all, to be able to get a prohibited item like a bomb in this country was not something that an average person could do.

"I think so, Brother Tan," responded Mo Boyuan. "Today, you gave my wife a blood transfusion. I will remember this favor!"

Tan Qing Shu smiled like he minded nothing.

"Why are you saying all this?" he asked. "Do we need to be so polite to each other? It's my honor to be able to save your wife."

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