My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The fire seemed to grow bigger with every passing minute, and the smoke mingled with the clouds in the sky. It was a serious fire accident, and the people gathered around gasped in fear.

At that moment, a helicopter with the Larson Group's logo broke through the smoke and hovered above the rooftop.

The rope ladder rolled down, and the rescuers climbed down. Séveral men in bright orange suits jumped off the rope and saved Ethan, who had passed out.

The sound of the propeller gradually reached Janet's ears.

Seeing the helicopter parked in an open space near the neighborhood, she immediately rushed over. Ethan's face was covered in soot, and there were multiple burns on his body. He was unconscious. The blood from the wounds soaked his shirt. All the residents swarmed around him, and some kind- hearted person called 911.

"He is severely injured.”

Janet's cheeks when she realized what Ethan had

swollen ankles and realized she must have hurt herself when she fell on

your ankles first." Janet shook her head fiercely. She forced herself to calm down and got

address of Frank's hospital. The driver didn't refuse. He knew it was a high-end private hospital, and the equipment there was much

the front gate of the hospital, Janet saw Frank standing there with a

as he watched his people wheeled Ethan into the hospital in a stretcher bed. His face turned grim when

and call the attending doctor

nurse. Then, he and a dozen doctors

her fists and anxiously paced outside the door. Her swelled-up ankles had turned red. Laney couldn't

inside there and won't go anywhere."

are treating him