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.”

ambulance will arrive soon!" Tears streamed down Janet's cheeks when she realized what Ethan had been through. She wiped the tears off her face and escorted Ethan to the ambulance along

she must have hurt

head fiercely. She forced herself

hospital. The driver didn't refuse. He knew it was a high-end private hospital, and the equipment there was much better than those

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

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

him to the OR and call the attending doctor of the Dermatology Department

he and a dozen doctors pushed

Her swelled-up ankles had turned red. Laney couldn't help but feel sorry for her. She went to

don't have to keep staring at the door. He is right inside there and

doctors are treating him