"Please wait a moment, Mrs. song." The nurse raised her head and looked at Qiao Qiao. She was worried. She said, "the patient is bleeding. We are very worried. Mrs. song can sit in the chair opposite and wait."

"About how long?"

"A few minutes."

Turning from the window of blood collection, Qiao Qiao stomped back and forth in the corridor, praying silently for Ziqian in the heart.

It was more than 12 o'clock in the night. There was almost no figure in the corridor. Only one or two nurses came to the hospital and left in a hurry.

The silence and coolness make people more anxious.

"Mrs. song, the blood test results are out." Qiao Qiao closed the shawl on his body and quickly walked over, "can I have mine? If I can, no matter how much blood I want to draw, I will."

As she spoke, she picked up her sleeve and showed her broken arm.

"It happens that Mrs. song has the same blood type as the patient." The nurse didn't dare to waste half a minute. She said that she was willing to draw blood and smeared it on her wrist with a sterilized cotton swab. "Mrs. song, you sit and draw. The patient really needs a lot of blood transfusion, but the blood donor can only draw 800cc at most each time."

"How much blood does Ziqian need?"

"The patient's liver ruptured after several operations, and the amount of blood needed to be input was several times that of 800cc."

"That's mine."

"Mrs. song, no way. You can only give 800cc at most."

"There's no time. Smoke."

"Mrs. song, I really can't

"You only have 1600cc, and it will take about half an hour for the patient's parents to come."

"But..."

"I really don't have time. Let's smoke."

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as soon as the ambulance arrived at the hospital, yunsisi was sent to the emergency room. Her eyes needed surgery immediately, and doctors and nurses worked against every second.

Yunmo looked at her daughter was pushed forward, and sincerely asked, "doctor, you must not let my daughter's eyes have something wrong, please."

"Don't worry, we will try our best."

Operating door ding a tight half closed, cloud Mo's heart can not be calm.

Although the hospital is of first-class level, and all the advanced equipment is donated by FB, he is still worried about the thinking eyes.

But he couldn't panic. He stood outside the operating room and waited for a while. Then he remembered Chen Ziqian who was still in operation, and Qiao Qiao and his little daughter. He called Qiao Qiao quickly.

JOJO said she was on the third floor, and he happened to be on the fourth floor, trotting down the stairs.

Finally, on the chair at the second corner, I saw Joe with his hands hanging in front of his knees and the whole person buried in front of him.

"JOJO?" Cloud Mo strode past, Qiao Qiao also raised his head, saw him immediately stood up, "a Mo, how is thinking?"

"Why are you so pale? Is that child of Chen family in trouble?" Yunmo quickly helped her arms, she shook her head and said, "Ziqian will be OK, I just lost some blood to the child, he will certainly be OK."

"Does the child still need blood donation?" Cloud Mo is also nervous, holding her to sit down, "I can."

"You forget that your blood type is different from mine, and it is certainly not suitable for Ziqian." Qiao Qiao is really a little dizzy and weak, even sitting also holding on to Yun Mo's hand, "and Mr. Chen and Mrs. Chen are coming, and Mr. Chen is drawing blood for Ziqian."

"I hope the child is safe." Yunmo just said, Chen's parents came together.

Cloud ink and Qiao Qiao also quickly get up, four people met, each look dignified.

"Mr. Chen." Yunmo was upright and upright, and his face was full of apologies. "This is because we think about it. Our cloud family is willing to pay all the responsibilities."

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