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Renxin hospital. Little star was taken to the rescue room. Mu Qiqi trembled and waited outside the door.

"The patient needs blood transfusion, but his blood type is special..." The little nurse ran out from inside and explained flustered.

But before she finished her words, she was interrupted by Muqiqi, "take mine!"

The nurse took a look, now the situation is urgent, also can't care so much, "you come with me, go to the blood test first."

*

when Mo yanjue returned to the door of the rescue room after calling, Muqiqi just came back with a pale face, and his hand was still covering the position where he had just drawn blood.

"What are you doing?" Mo yanjue grasped her shoulder nervously and questioned.

"Little star needs blood transfusion. I'm going to take blood..." At this time, Mu Qiqi was weak to the extreme, and even had no strength to speak.

"Nonsense!"

Leaving such a sentence, Mo yanjue grabbed the little nurse who came by, "smoke my!"

The little nurse was startled by him and looked at him in horror. "Mr. Mo, now it is enough. If it is not enough, I will come out to inform you again. Please wait for a moment, I must hurry in."

"Enough?" Mo yanjue expressed shock.

His and his son's blood types are both special blood types. Generally, few people have such blood types

"Is it her?" Mo Yan Jue turned back and pointed to the person behind him.

The next second, he ran directly to Mu Qiqi, who had fainted on the rest chair, "come on, come on, someone here has fainted..."

*

Song Qingyun came in a hurry after the operation. He happened to encounter Mu Qiqi fainting. He gave her a simple examination and gave her a reassuring look at Mo yanjue.

Then they left the ward together and went to talk in the corridor.

"She's just too weak. She'll recover quickly by infusing some nutrient solution." Song Qingyun explained.

Mo yanjue is really thinking about another thing. Muqiqi's blood type and son's blood type are actually the same, and the son is so sticky to her, can't

This magical and bold idea ferments in Mo yanjue's mind, which makes him want to prove something more and more.

After thinking about it seriously, he patted song Qingyun on the shoulder and said, "do me a favor..."

*

the light in the rescue room finally went out. Small face pale, no trace of blood of the little guy was pushed out, long eyelashes still hang under the tears, let people see so heartache.

At the moment, there is not only Mo yanjue in front of him.

The president and his wife, who had not received Muqiqi's report of peace, called Mo yanjue, and then they knew about their mother and son being kidnapped and injured.

They put down the phone and came

Mo yanjue and Mo yanjue have not been informed. He is worried that if the body of his grandfather and grandmother hears the news of little star's injury, he will not be able to resist it, and it will be even more chaotic.

"Come on, take it to the ward!" Long Ao Feng has always been calm for the first time in recent years. In the face of the still sleepy little guy, his distressed face has changed. But the gentle lady long couldn't help but wipe her tears secretly. She was worried that if she could keep the two of them, such a thing would not happen

Follow the little guy into the ward, a family around him, this one did not speak, all the pain is buried in the heart.

"Lao Mo, come out for a moment..." Song Qingyun knocked on the door and winked at him.