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.”
"Don't worry, young lady. The 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 with the firefighters.
Laney saw Janet's swollen ankles and realized she must have hurt herself when she fell on the air cushion.
"You should treat the injury on your ankles first." Janet shook her head fiercely. She forced herself to calm down and got in the
ambulance with Ethan.
“Please go to this hospital." Janet gave the 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 better than those at public hospitals.
As soon as they arrived at the front gate of the hospital, Janet saw Frank standing there with a dozen medical staff as if they had
been waiting for a big shot.
Frank ran over as he watched his people wheeled Ethan into the hospital in a stretcher bed. His face turned grim when he saw
Ethan's conditions.
"Take him to the OR and call the attending doctor of the Dermatology Department right away."
Frank hurriedly ordered the nurse. Then, he and a dozen doctors pushed Ethan into the operating room and began treating him.

Janet clenched her fists and anxiously paced outside the door. Her swelled-up ankles had turned red. Laney couldn't help but
feel sorry for her. She went to the nurse and got some ointment for Janet.
"You don't have to keep staring at the door. He is right inside there and won't go anywhere." She grabbed Janet's arm and
helped her sit down.
"The doctors are treating him now."
Although Janet was sitting on a chair, her eyes were still fixed on the door of the operating room.
"Ethan is seriously injured. He said he would get out of the place safely with me.” Tears welled up in her eyes as she thought
about it.
Laney wasn't good at comforting people. She hadn't even cried once after becoming an adult.
All she could do was sit beside Janet and accompany her. Some doctors came out of the OR, and then more went in. The next
afternoon, the light of the operating room finally turned green.
Frank walked out, his face taut with exhaustion. Janet's heart sank when she saw the expression on his face.
"Doctor Watson, how is Ethan?” She hurriedly ran over and asked him.