Sweetheart: Imperial school grass, please stop!

Chapter 32 Aunt Blood
Gu Qianyi wanted to cry but looked at the doctors and nurses running around beside him.

Obviously, the operating room has become a mess.

"Doctor Jiang! Doctor Jiang! The patient is bleeding profusely!"

"Go to the blood bank to transfer blood!"

"What blood type is the patient?"

A nurse lay beside An Zihao and asked.

An Zihao pointed at Gu Qianyi displeasedly: "Ask her."

Gu Qianyi shook her head again and again: "Don't ask me, I don't know what blood type I am."

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"Master An, we are asking what blood type Young Mistress is, not you." The nurse was speechless for a moment.

Gu Qianyi shook her head again and again: "I don't know."

In the next second, the voice of a head nurse instantly broke the chaos in the operating room.

The originally chaotic operating room became extremely quiet because of the head nurse's words, and the quietness was a little weird.

"Wait, this, this, this is not the blood of miscarriage at all. Isn't this the blood of my aunt?"

In this weird atmosphere, Gu Qianyi breathed a sigh of relief, she had been wanting to talk just now.

An Zihao looked at the people around him who were stunned in place and couldn't help becoming angry: "What are you still doing in place?! Do you want me to die young?!"

"It's not as serious as you think. Every woman will bleed, and there will always be a few days every month. Don't worry." Gu Qianyi reached out and patted An Zihao's head.

An Zihao glared at Gu Qianyi: "A few days a month, people will die, okay?!"

Gu Qianyi shook her head indifferently: "No, that blood is excrement, which is good for the body."

An Zihao ignored Gu Qianyi, and grabbed the head nurse's hand: "Can I have an operation so that I don't have to bleed like this in the future. This feeling is too weird, I absolutely cannot accept it!"

"Idiot, you can't." Gu Qianyi landed a fist firmly on the top of An Zihao's head.

An Zihao glared at Gu Qianyi with resentment on his face, then continued to hold the head nurse, threatening and intimidating.

Gu Qianyi sighed faintly, then nodded to the head nurse: "Please give him a good tutorial on this knowledge."

After undergoing an hour of brainwashing in the operating room, An Zihao walked out with some limp legs being supported by Gu Qianyi.

As soon as he left the operating room, he saw Grandpa An standing at the door with a heavy face.

Ali immediately supported Grandpa An and walked forward, looked worriedly at the extremely weak An Zihao, then turned to look at Gu Qianyi: "Master, how is the young master?"

An Zihao opened his eyes and glared at Ali, then said coldly, "Hurry up and buy the aunt's towel they were talking about."

As soon as An Zihao's words fell, Gu Qianyi's face immediately turned red with embarrassment.

Ali couldn't help but nodded, and quickly ran away from the backs of several people. A layer of cold sweat oozes from his back. Why, why does he feel that the young lady's eyes look so much like the young master's?

"Brat, come here." Grandpa An turned cold with his bare eyes.

Looking at Grandpa An who turned around, An Zihao instinctively took a step forward.

He suddenly retracted his steps, and then patted Yin Jiuqing's arm: "That smelly old man is calling you."

Gu Qianyi looked at An Zihao wanting to cry but without tears: "Can I not go?"

"What do you think?" An Zihao sneered.

Gu Qianyi swallowed silently, and then followed Grandpa An with small steps with a face of reluctance.

(End of this chapter)