Love You To The Bones

Hearing the sentence "the patient was bleeding and his heart stopped", Shen Zichuan's hands and body were trembling sharply, his deep pupils suddenly relaxed, and suddenly got up. The whole person almost jumped from the cart to the floor.

In the defeated eyes, there was a deep sadness, "Mu yuan, I'm wrong, I'm really wrong!"

If he didn't insist and listened carefully to Fang Xiaoran's opinions, she wouldn't have such a painful accident.

Bleeding, cardiac arrest, which means that it will be difficult for her to survive this stab of life and death!

Seeing that he was so guilty and regretful that he wanted to bear the tragic pain instead of Fang Xiaoran, Ji muyuan scratched a trace of complexity at the bottom of his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Zichuan, none of us expected this to happen suddenly. The doctor just said that Fang Xiaoran's situation was very serious and didn't issue a critical notice, which at least showed that she still had a glimmer of hope and vitality. Now, you should be stronger for Fang Xiaoran and bao'er."

Over there, Xiao Jingcheng listened to the doctor's words, got up from the ground with scarlet eyes, stared at the culprit who caused Fang Xiaoran's scars again and again, and rushed up, hoping to tear Shen Zichuan apart.

But just after he ran for two steps, he was stopped by song Zijian and Shen Bai, and his arms were dragged by them.

Xiao Jingcheng couldn't get close to Shen Zichuan, but gave a helpless smile. He could only clench his fist and scold the man lying on the cart. "Shen Zichuan, you almost killed Ranran six years ago, and today, six years later, you almost killed her. She is dying now, and it is likely that she will never get off the operating table again. Are you happy?

Shen Zichuan, you trample on a horse, asshole. You really can't be an asshole anymore! I'll kill you. I swear I won't be a man if I don't kill you today! "

Xiao Jingcheng's eyes and canthus were about to crack. He was almost crazy and stared at Shen Zichuan angrily. His heart was like a bone piercing drill marrow, with bloody tearing pain.

He cherishes the woman he has kept in his heart for nearly 20 years. The woman who is reluctant to say a heavy word to her and the woman who is afraid to melt in the palm of his hand are hurt by the bastard in front of him every time. It hurts his heart and is bleeding. How can he not hate?!

At last, Xiao Jingcheng could no longer control his inner pain. Layers of water mist appeared at the bottom of his blood red eyes, astringently wiped his long cold face, and his hoarse voice showed a deep hatred, "Shen Zichuan, if you don't like Ranran, you should let go as soon as possible. Don't hurt her again and again. Take a knife and poke it into her heart. I tell you, Ranran is so beautiful and kind. If you don't love her when you step on a horse, someone must love her!"

"Xiao Xiaosan, what's the use of saying this now? You're killing brother Zichuan. How can you help Xiaoran's condition?"

Shen Zichuan let Xiao Jingcheng scold him, lowered his gray eyes, fixed his eyes firmly on a small piece of blood at the door of the emergency room, and remained silent for a long time.

That may be the blood splashed from Fang Xiaoran's body.

How painful it should be for her to shed so much blood!

For a time, Shen Zichuan seemed to be in the coldest ice cave. He knew clearly in his heart that he and Fang Xiaoran had finally eased a lot of feelings. I was afraid that they would become irreparable with the cruel harm to her this time.

Thinking like this, the man's eyes are getting darker and darker. There is no place to place the pain. Along every inch of his skin, flesh and nerve, the pain has made the cold heart in his chest blurred and fragmented.

This time, his crime is really unforgivable.

"Xiao Xiaosan, you think brother Zichuan doesn't feel pain. I tell you, Fang Xiaoran is the woman he really likes. She has suffered such a serious injury and shed so much blood. He will only be more painful than you."

Song Zijian swept his eyes and fell into a painful Shen Zichuan. His heart was astringent. He couldn't help pulling his mouth. He turned his head and showed a friendly and kind smile to the furious Xiao Jingcheng. "Since everyone is thinking about Fang Xiaoran, can you put down all the past gratitude and resentment first and talk about everything after the operation is finished."

I have to say that song Zijian's words are very reasonable.

Shen Bai's face was solemn, and he nodded, "there are priorities. Please give priority to the overall situation."

"All right, all of you, wait for me, wait!"

Xiao Jingcheng's fists are hard to defeat his four hands. What else can he do except to swallow a bad breath and give up the accusation against Shen Zichuan?

Angry, he couldn't suppress his inner rage and resentment. He suddenly flew up and kicked hard on the snow-white wall.

On the other side, Ji muyuan had good physical strength and fast speed. He had long left the scene of chaos, hurried to the blood bank room and shouted anxiously to the doctor on duty, "doctor, the patients in the emergency room on the second floor need a lot of type a blood. Hurry up and speed up!"

The doctor on duty was yelled by Ji muyuan. His face changed slightly. He also understood the mood of the patient's family. He didn't say much. He quickly ordered the medical staff inside to count the required plasma.

Unexpectedly, some of them made a startled pumping sound, "it's over. There are only two bags of type a plasma left, which is not enough."

When Ji muyuan heard this sentence, his tall body was as stiff as a boulder, nailed in place, and his eyebrows were deeply locked. "Shit, the patient is bleeding and waiting for blood transfusion. Now you tell me that plasma is not enough. What should I do now?"

In the face of Ji muyuan's terrible coldness, the doctor on duty trembled and smiled, "well, sir, I'm really sorry. There are many patients who need to lose type a blood these two days, which caused the shortage. I see that you are a capable person, sir. You can call it first in other hospitals, or you can mobilize your family members to donate blood to save people."

Ji muyuan felt a cold pity at the bottom of his eyes. He turned to a remote corner and called song Zijian. "Fang Xiaoran needs a shortage of type a plasma. Ask your hospital immediately."

Over there, song Zijian replied quickly and couldn't help. He was very helpless. "Xiaojizi, my hospital just lacks this blood type. Grass, I'll go to his sister's leg. At present, Zichuan is going crazy. Xiaojizi, what do you say now?"

"Among us, only Zichuan is type A, but he is half dead. Take a few more tubes of blood. I don't think he will survive tomorrow. In this way, you can contact Fang Xiaoran's mother to see if her blood type can be matched? In addition, the time is urgent and urgent. I will immediately call all the medical staff on duty in the hospital to spend a lot of money. Money can make ghosts grind, Someone will be willing to donate blood to Fang Xiaoran. "

"OK, just do as you say!"

Song Zijian hung up and asked for Cheng Lan's mobile phone number from Shen Bai. Without hesitation, he dialed it.

At half past six in the morning, Cheng Lan was sleeping soundly on the big bed in the bedroom of a high-end apartment that Shen Zichuan had bought for her in order to please Fang Xiaoran.

Suddenly heard a sharp bell, interrupted her dream, angry, squinted, reached out to touch the mobile phone at the head of the bed and cut it off directly.

Unexpectedly, less than a second later, the bell rang again, like a reminder, making endless noise.

Cheng Lan was almost mad. Her eyebrows stood upright. She brushed the ground and got up from the bed. She glanced at the strange number on the screen and pressed the answer button. Just about to yell, she heard a sad male voice from the receiver, "Ms. Cheng? I'm song Zijian, Zichuan's hard core brother. Fang Xiaoran, your daughter had an accident and urgently needs you to come to the hospital."

Cheng langang woke up with a start. His mind was dizzy. He asked subconsciously, "what do you want me to do when I go to the hospital?"

"Draw blood."

"Why draw blood?"

"Fang Xiaoran lost too much blood and needed blood transfusion. The hospital blood bank is not enough. You should come to the hospital immediately to test whether your blood type is suitable. Come here quickly. My patience is limited. That's it. Hang up."

After hearing song Zijian's words, Cheng Lan was so frightened that she dozed off.

Draw blood, test, test blood type, test whether the blood type of her and Fang Xiaoran can be matched?!

Is this what Shen Zichuan meant, a game to get her into the urn, or did Fang Xiaoran really have a big event?

As the mother Fang Xiaoran just recognized, she can't escape.

This trip, she has to go if she doesn't go, she has to go, and she can't escape.

But in case something wrong is found, the house, car and ticket she now owns will turn into water in an instant, grow wings and fly away from her hand.

If you never get these real luxury houses and cars, it's all right, but once you have these things, it's more painful for her to spit them out of her mouth than to kill her.

What should I do?

What is she going to do now to keep all this hard won?

No, she has to think of a perfect way.

Cheng LAN sat down in bed with a pale face. After thinking about it for five or six minutes, she finally came up with a seamless plan.

So she picked mobile phone as like as two peas, and prepared to call a familiar person. The face, which was almost the same as Fang Xiao's face, slowly revealed the triumphant look of victory.