After waiting for ten minutes, the symptoms were very stable. There was no change. The vital signs of Xiaomo were normal.

"Why didn't you react at all?" Zhou Manchun is in a hurry. He frowns and says that Ouyang doesn't say Xiaomo will spit blood?

"And so on." Yang Yiming said calmly, concentrating on the desert.

Suddenly, the nurse screamed, and Jin Yumo's heart began to beat faster, 120 beats per minute.

"Heartbeat The heart beat faster. " Said the nurse with a frightened face.

"Come on, take the gauze. Xiao Mo may be spitting blood." Yang Yiming said calmly.

The nurse immediately handed the gauze to Yang Yiming. Sure enough, within a minute, Jin Yumo began to spit blood crazily. The blood was still black.

Zhou Manchun was so scared that he could see Jin Yumo vomiting blood and twitching all over. He was obviously anesthetized by anesthetics, but his face was extremely twisted.

"Desert, desert." Zhou Manchun said excitedly.

"Mr. Jin, please pull Xiaochun down." Yang Yiming sees Zhou Manchun like this. He is not calm at all. Staying in the operating room will only affect them, he said in embarrassment.

"I don't want to. I don't want to fight. Don't drive me away." Zhou Manchun's tears fell like rain in an instant, he said with a cry, and his voice was still a little humble.

At this moment, Jin Beisen knows how bitter Zhou Manchun's heart is.

With guilt and remorse, she would rather lie on the operating table tortured by herself.

Jin Beisen painfully covers Zhou Manchun's eyes, pulls Zhou Manchun into his arms, holds her tightly, and doesn't let her see Jin Yumo.

Jin Yumo has been spitting blood for ten minutes, and it's all black blood and some turbid objects.

Yang Yiming sees the situation is wrong. He immediately proposes to give blood transfusion to Jin Yumo. If he vomits again, he will die.

"Transfusion immediately."

"Yes." The nurse took out the prepared blood bag and inserted the pinhole into the back of Xiaomo's hand.

Jin Yumo's face became paler and paler. While he was vomiting blood, Yang Yiming and the nurse took gauze to help him clean and wipe his body, but the front one had not been cleaned, and the back one immediately vomited again.

And Zhou Manchun was crying beside Jin Beisen.

All of a sudden, I heard a "drip" from the life measuring instrument, and Jin Yumo's heart stopped beating!

Everyone's eyes widened with fear. Even Yang Yiming, who was always calm, was a little confused. But his years of experience in medicine told him that he could not panic at the moment.

"Get ready for defibrillation." Yang Yiming's tiktok was still a bit of a trembling voice.

After a defibrillation, Jin Yumo's heart rate finally returned to normal, and everyone was relieved.

After that, Jin Yu Mo did not spit any more blood. Yang Yiming watched in the operating room for a whole hour until Jin Yu Mo woke up.

"Desert." Zhou Manchun called his name gently.

"Mom." Jin 's face is pale, but his mind is clear.

"It's OK, it's OK." Zhou Manchun touched Jin Yumo's face and broke into tears.

Yang Yiming took a tube of blood from Jin Yumo's arm and immediately asked the nurse to take it to the laboratory for test. If there is no problem with the blood, it means that Jin Yumo's poison will be relieved.

In the evening, Jin Jiahe and Shi Huiqian also came to the hospital to see Xiaomo. Behind them, they were followed by servants, with large bags of nutrition in their hands.