Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"Okay, just say it."

Yannian loosened her lips and took a breath to herself.

Calm down, be calm.

Although she doesn't have any medical experience, her life is at stake. Right now she is the person Jiang Beiyuan is most familiar with. If she is unstable, it will indirectly affect Jiang Beiyuan.

Jiang Beiyuan didn't look at Yannian again, his eyes were deep, staring at Ding Baoyi on the ground.

At this moment, there are only doctors and patients.

"tweezers."

"..."

"Line 4, right."

"..."

"Round needle, diagonally up corner."

"..."

Yannian dare not neglect.

Jiang Beiyuan's slender fingers were operating, strategizing, the joints were slightly bent and the movements were quick.

The two people cooperated quite tacitly, the other's eyes, a gesture, and a simple three or two words already let her know what he wanted.

Her mind had never been so calm before, as if the people, voices, and everything around her had been annihilated.

In her eyes, she could only see the man in front of her.

The lines of his side face are distinct, with sharp edges and corners, and a perfect arc is formed between the jaw line and thin lips. Although there is no expression on his face, it gives people an illusion——

He is here, where the light is.

Gee.

Suddenly there was a problem halfway through the operation.

Ding Baoyi lost too much blood, and he is not in a hospital now, and there is no blood bank to adjust blood.

Jiang Beiyuan twisted his eyebrows slightly, his sharp voice ticked into the buttons, "What blood type is Ding Baoyi?"

He asked Yannian, Yannian hurried back: "Type A, she has type A blood."

"Well, too much blood loss, urgent blood transfusion is needed."

"now?"

"……Ok."

"I have blood type A!"

Yannian raised her arm and sent it towards Jiang Beiyuan without hesitation.

"Quick... draw my blood, save Ding Baoyi!"

He glanced at her.

The girl’s wrist is very white, and the blue blood vessels on it can be seen, but it is also slender, like a wicker, as if it can be broken with one break.

"You are probably not enough by yourself."

"I am also blood type A!"

"mine too!"

"I have blood type O, so it should be fine too!"

The people behind them were of type A and O blood, and they all volunteered to donate blood.

This scene became very spectacular.

On the spacious road, countless cars were still stuck in the road. There were a large number of people in a corner of the center, and the blood transfusion spread to two meters.

Dr. Jiang, who rescued the dying and healed the wounded, adhered to the words and thoughts of friendship, and the people who enthusiastically donated blood, everyone was doing their best to...get away.

In the absence of surgical instruments and severe congestion on the road, everyone obeyed Jiang Beiyuan’s instructions and the blood transfusion was carried out in an orderly manner.

On this June night in Lucheng, the fragrance of flowers is soft and the summer breeze is cool.

However, the outstanding moonlight crowned this group of warriors.

"squeak--"

A harsh brake sound broke this beautiful and magnificent landscape.

Xu Kuangjie, who drove over on a motorcycle, took his helmet off, threw it aside, and exhaled heavily.

Damn, wearing this **** on a hot day is almost suffocating him.

Look at Jiang Beiyuan.

"Hurry up, get in the car!!"

"..."

Jiang Beiyuan asked Yannian to make the call. Now that the traffic jam does not know when the road will pass, he simply performed a minor pericardial surgery on Ding Baoyi, and the key is to rush to the hospital.

Passers-by worked together to help Ding Baoyi on Xu Kuangjie's motorcycle and tied the two together with a rope.

Xu Kuangjie stepped on the accelerator hard, and accompanied by the sound of "boom booming", the motorcycle quickly disappeared from the sight of the crowd like a flying arrow.

"Hold tight!"

Xu Kuangjie turned his eyes and said loudly.

"It's going to speed up!"

The people behind him remained motionless, clinging to his back honestly.

Xu Kuangjie snorted, "Bad girl, you hit my forehead with a basketball back in high school. I don't care about you with a broad mind. Don't I have to save you when it is critical?"

He talked about these things long and long, but no matter what, people couldn't hear it.

Can be regarded as the hospital.

Xu Kuangjie untied the rope, and then hugged Ding Baoyi, who was in the back seat of the car, hurriedly ran towards the hospital...