Male supporting character in a book: Aren’t we brothers?

hospital.

Rescue outdoor.

Qin Siheng stared at the door of the emergency room. His usually calm black eyes were now full of worry, and his stern face was filled with expressions of self-blame and worry.

The joints of his hands had turned white from excessive force, and his clothes, which were usually meticulously taken care of, were now in disarray. There were also many dark red bloodstains on the dark grey haute couture shirt, which was shocking.

He would never forget the scene he saw when he first entered until his death.

The young master fell to the ground, blood oozing from the wound on his chest, and his white clothes were stained a striking red.

The young master was very quiet, his face was pale and his body did not move at all.

Sun Rao was holding his cell phone and answering call after call. There was nothing he could do. All the calls were directed to him instead of his boss's cell phone.

He looked towards the emergency room with a worried look. Young Master An looked very bad just now...

The door of the emergency room suddenly opened and a middle-aged doctor walked out.

Qin Siheng immediately stepped forward and anxiously asked, "How is the patient inside?"

This was obviously not the first time the doctor encountered such an anxious family member. He calmly explained the patient's condition:

"The patient is in shock from excessive blood loss. Most importantly, he was shot in the left chest and requires immediate surgery to remove the bullet..."

"Then remove it. Perform surgery immediately. We must save his life!"

The doctor also felt more sympathetic towards such family members, sighed and continued:

"That's what we're worried about. The ribs were broken by the bullet, and the location is very tricky, very close to the heart. If I were to perform the surgery, the risk wouldn't be guaranteed. The doctor with the highest success rate for this surgery in our hospital is currently attending a conference in the south..."

Qin Siheng's heart tightened. "Don't other hospitals in Beijing have doctors with such abilities?"

As long as he knows who can do it, he can kidnap that person immediately.

"I brought a doctor here!" A burst of hurried footsteps sounded at the corner of the hospital corridor.

It was Jiang’s father and mother, followed by a group of people.

Jiang's father thought of this when he learned that his son was shot, and immediately sent someone to the military hospital to invite an expert in this field.

The couple's faces were full of worry. After seeing the blood on Qin Siheng's body, Jiang's mother's eyes turned red.

How badly was her son injured?

Jiang's father's secretary immediately stepped forward to negotiate with the doctor.

"This is Director Hu from the Military Region General Hospital. He will be responsible for all future treatments for the patient. Could you please tell Director Hu about the patient's specific condition?"

Director Hu was a serious-looking middle-aged man. Knowing the urgency of the situation, he said directly, "Let's go in and check on the patient."

The doctor was stunned for a moment and then immediately walked in with his people.

After the doctor went in, Qin Siheng returned to his original state, staring at the door of the emergency room like a sculpture.

It was as if his soul had followed him in, and his body was in a very miserable state.

Jiang's father and the others probably understood some of the situation. Although it was caused by Qin Siheng, they still couldn't bring themselves to blame him when they saw the man in front of them looking like he had lost half his life.

After a long time, Qin Siheng suddenly felt warm.

Jiang's mother's voice was hoarse but gentle, "Come and sit down and wait."

Qin Siheng turned around stiffly, and his eyes instantly turned red when he saw who was next to him.

A huge sense of self-blame swept over his body like a wave. It was all his fault. It was because of him that An An became like this.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say it was all his fault, wanting to say he didn't mean it, but he couldn't even utter the last syllable.

He was unable to vent his countless emotions of self-blame, confusion, and helplessness, and in the end he could only watch Jiang's mother helplessly.

It was like a trapped baby animal, helplessly calling for help.

Jiang's mother was also very distressed when she saw this scene, and tears almost burst out of her eyes.

She walked forward and gently hugged Qin Siheng, "It's okay, it's okay, An An will be safe." She patted his back gently.

The emotions seemed to find an outlet all of a sudden. Qin Siheng's tears rolled down his face and a soft whimper came from his throat.

"It's me, it's me who hurt An An, Mom, I hurt him..."

"Aang will be fine."

"I'm sorry, if it weren't for me... I'm sorry..."

Qin Siheng is very tall, and Jiang's mother is also very tall at about 1.7 meters. However, he is now hunched over and leaning on Jiang's mother to apologize continuously, which does not seem out of place.

The assistants and bodyguards around had already turned around.

Father Jiang couldn't help but feel his eyes turn red when he saw this scene.

Time passed little by little.

It was quiet outside the emergency room, and everyone was in agony.

A hurried sound of footsteps was heard.

Jiang Qichuan came jogging over with an anxious look on his face.

"How is An An?" He rushed back almost as soon as he heard the news.

"He's still in surgery." Director Hu had been in there for three hours.

The sudden accident made Jiang's father look a little haggard. When he saw his son come back, he didn't ask much, but just focused on what was happening inside.

Jiang Qichuan looked at the people at the scene. Jiang's mother was pacing anxiously in the waiting area. Qin Siheng was sitting down now, staring at the door of the emergency room in a depressed state.

He walked over slowly, took off his glasses, and handed them to Sun Rao who was waiting on the side.

He took two quick steps to Qin Siheng, pulled him up without much effort, and punched him in the face.

"Look at what you've done. Is this how you protect my brother?"

His punch was so powerful that Qin Siheng didn't resist at all and was knocked to the ground.

The sound attracted the attention of everyone nearby.

Jiang Qichuan showed no intention of stopping. He pulled the man up and punched him again, his tone furious: "What the hell did you say before?"

Seeing that Jiang Qichuan was really merciless, Jiang's mother wanted to step forward to persuade him, but she was stopped by Jiang's father after taking just two steps.

"Don't go. That kid has a lot going on in his heart. Xiaochuan is just helping him."

What Jiang's father said was right. Qin Siheng's heart was already filled with self-blame, guilt, regret and other emotions. This situation reached its peak when he saw that the Jiang family had not blamed him yet.

Now it is Jiang Qian'an's safety that is holding him back from collapse. There is no guarantee that he will not do something to himself at some point in the future.

It’s a good thing that Jiang Qichuan beat him up now, at least he won’t continue to waste his energy on internal conflicts.

Hearing the sound of punches hitting flesh, Jiang's mother turned to the side and faced her lover.

"Brother Zheng..." I was so scared.

Although she didn't finish the rest of the words, Jiang's father still understood what his wife hadn't said. He held her in his arms and comforted her softly.

"Bang——" This was the sound of Qin Siheng being hit again.

His face was now bruised, his clothes were disheveled, and he looked extremely miserable as he lay on the ground.

Jiang Qichuan was also tired from fighting, and didn't care where he was. He just sat against the wall and waited.

The scene returned to silence.