Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Operating room.

Xu Kuangjie watched as the doctor wearing a mask came out, holding **** gauze in his hand, and then went in again with clean gauze.

one by one.

Trip after trip.

It's like killing a person, with a white knife coming in and a red knife coming out, making people clearly feel the pain of life and death.

Finally, again and again, Xu Kuangjie couldn't stand it anymore. After the Nth doctor came out, he hurriedly took a doctor's arm.

"What the **** is going on?"

"Pregnant woman is bleeding heavily," the doctor sighed, "I am urgently adjusting the blood bank to give her a blood transfusion."

"Well, is that blood still enough?" Xu Kuangjie asked again.

"It's still enough for the time being. The pregnant woman has type A blood, but this time I lost too much blood. I can't guarantee that the blood bank has enough blood."

"Okay! Just in case, should I let my friend with blood type A go for a blood transfusion?!"

"it is good."

After dropping this word, the doctor hurried in again.

Xu Kuangjie took out his cell phone and called Ding Baoyi.

He remembered that Ding Baoyi had blood type A.

Because Ding Baoyi had a car accident on the road before, many passersby with blood type A gave Ding Baoyi a blood transfusion, and Yan Nian also had type A blood.

"I'm holding Yuli in the pet hospital now, and I can't make it for the time being. The South Road is terribly blocked, and during peak hours!"

Ding Baoyi's end was extremely noisy.

There are a lot of people in the pet hospital now. Ding Baoyi found a quiet area to talk to Xu Kuangjie.

"Type A blood is not a rare blood type. There should be many people with type A blood! You don't want to look for it anymore!"

"understood!"

After hanging up the phone, Xu Kuangjie called He Huaiguang again.

His eldest cousin is also blood type A, and He Huaiguang's residence is very close to the central hospital, which is only a ten-minute walk away.

He Huaiguang, who received the notice, did not say anything good, and promised to arrive within five minutes.

"Cousin, you should have told me that Xiao Nianzi was born sooner!"

"Tell you what to do, how old are you? If someone has a husband, do you still need your company?"

"I am a child godfather anyhow! I saved her child before!"

He Huaiguang snarled at Xu Kuangjie, and the busy tone of the phone made Xu Kuangjie’s eardrums hum.

This brat.

There is always a tendon.

Xu Kuangjie rubbed his eyebrows and sighed.

...

Five minutes later, He Huaiguang ran over in sweat, and saw the red light in the operating room and the bright red gauze in the hands of the doctor who came out from it. He Huaiguang directly knelt on the ground in shock.

"Something worthless."

Xu Kuangjie pulled him up from the ground.

He Huaiguang's fingers were trembling, and his lips were trembling together, "Small thoughts...will...will...difficult to give birth and die?"

"Shut up. There are some things that don't need to be said at this time, when you should avoid taboos, you understand?"

"..."

He Huaiguang closed his mouth after hearing this, followed the doctor for a blood test, and then prepared to give Yannian a blood transfusion.

The footsteps at the end of the corridor gradually approached.

Xu Kuangjie looked at the old man Jiang Guoteng and walked over, followed by an old man with white hair.

The old man looks in his seventies or eighties, wearing a white robe, a gray beard, a thin body, and a fairy style.

"Xiao Xu, this is Mr. Zhong, a fortune teller who is destined to me." Jiang Guoteng introduced.

"Hello, my last name is Xu, Xu Kuangjie."

Xu Kuangjie nodded at the old man dismissively.

He is also a fortune teller, dressed like a Taoist priest.