Black fans and idols are married

Chapter 409 Life and Death (10)

An Yibei was silent for a long time before saying: "You are a good boy, promise me not to hurt her again. I only have such a younger sister... Every time I see her cry and get hurt for you, I want to kill her You, but you are her favorite person..."

That feeling is really bad.

Sheng Yize clenched his fists, the veins on the back of his hands were exposed, and his joints were bluish white.

A roar came over: "Go away! The young master is here with the human flesh and blood bank! Hurry up, draw as much as you want to lose!"

Looking at the reputation, the person jumping up and down is Qi Yanxi. He is accompanied by a boy around 186, who looks much more mature and stable than him. He has a clean shirt + coat, handsome facial features, and clear eyes. After hearing Qi Yanxi's words, , couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth.

"The patient has already had a blood transfusion. Just to be on the safe side, please ask this gentleman to draw another 400CC for backup." The nurse politely made a gesture of invitation.

Boy 186 nodded and said gently, "Okay."

Qi Yanxi yelled ferociously: "Little stupid Xia can smoke as much as he needs! Don't worry about his life!"

The nurse couldn't help sweating when she heard this, she felt a little unworthy for the big boy, peeping at his expression, but saw that the boy's expression was normal, as if he was often treated like this, and he was used to it.

Qi Yanxi strode over and asked, "How is little stupid Xia?"

Both Sheng Yize and An Yibei glanced at him coldly and ignored him.

Now Qi Yanxi was even more anxious, as anxious as claws scratching his heart, he shouted: "Say it! You two are stupid!"

"What are you shouting about? Don't you know that the hospital has to keep quiet?" An Yibei glared at him, "Sit quietly! The doctor is still operating!"

When Qi Yanxi was attacked by him, she became honest immediately, and sat obediently on the bench.

An Xiaxia's injury was notified to her family, and when she learned of the lack of blood, An Yibei hurried over to draw blood, while Qi Yanxi dragged his stepmother's son over.

Ten minutes later, the big boy just came out, his face was a little pale, he frowned when he saw the three people sitting in a row, and went to the coffee shop next to the hospital to buy three cups of hot coffee.

For the cup for Qi Yanxi, I ordered two extra packs of creamer.

He was very kind to Qi Yanxi, but Qi Yanxi gave him a blank look: "It's so hard to drink."

The boy said with a good temper: "I will buy you something else next time."

"Humph!"

The atmosphere remained stalemate until the lights in the operating room dimmed, and several people rushed to the front of the attending doctor together.

The doctor said wearily: "The rescue was successful, but I can't visit you for the time being, and I need to observe it for another night."

After finishing speaking, the doctor left. Sheng Yize and An Yibei had no intention of leaving, so Qi Yanxi naturally refused to leave, and even overbearingly did not allow the boy to leave.

The nurse came over: "Young Master Sheng, your injury needs to be checked again."

Sheng Yize's jaw.

After examining his wound, the doctor didn't say anything on the surface, but secretly called Sheng Qingyi.
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The next day.

At the entrance of the intensive care unit, the bodyguards behind him aggressively pushed away the medical staff. A middle-aged man walked over imposingly and pushed open the door of the ward. An Xiaxia inside just woke up, and his consciousness was still a little fuzzy.

At this moment, there was no one in the ward, so An Xiaxia barely sat up, and called weakly, "Uncle Sheng?"

Sheng Qingyi sneered, stepped forward, and slapped An Xiaxia hard: "You still have the face to call me uncle?"

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(End of this chapter)