Chapter 97 This Money Consider it a Loan from Me

Xia Fanxing arrived just as the ambulance had.

The nanny stood by helplessly and, seeing Xia Fanxing, she saw a savior, "Madam, you're finally here. They said, the young master has acute gastritis, he must be hospitalized."

At that moment, the doctor had already lifted Mu Hanchen onto the stretcher, "Who is the patient's family member? Come with me to the hospital to handle the formalities."

"I am, I'll go with you," Xia Fanxing immediately followed the doctor onto the ambulance.

Mu Hanchen's face looked even more frightening than Xia Fanxing had imagined.

And his brows were constantly furrowed, showing how much pain he was in.

Her memory suddenly returned to the year she had learned of Mu Hanchen's car accident.

By the time she received the news, Mu Hanchen had already been in a coma for over a month.

In the hospital room, he lay as though he was sleeping, as silent as an angel.

But his body was full of tubes.

He looked particularly vulnerable.