Sweetheart,Don't run away

Mo Yanke suddenly pushed Jing Hao, and then stepped forward, "Wang Jie, use mine."

"Doctor, use mine."

"AIMUN is my woman. Even if you need blood now, it should be mine, not yours. Get out of my way."

"Your woman, this sentence is really funny, but I remember a few days ago, you said it in front of so many people. She has nothing to do with you, and her life and death are not your business. How can you forget it?" Mo Yanke's words blocked him to death. It's true that he said those bastards' words, and maybe he hated them. But Aimeng committed suicide. That woman committed suicide. It seems that nothing matters in her mind. That's all.

"Don't quarrel. There's no way to rescue. If the rescue time is delayed and people die, who will be responsible for it?" The doctor's words are the most effective at this time. Sure enough, no one will say anything when this sentence comes out. Finally, Mo Yanke went for blood transfusion. Chonghe hospital is his territory, and Wang Jie is his person. He can't listen to him.

Mo Yanke was taken for blood transfusion. In an instant, in the corridor outside the emergency room, it was quiet.

Xiaole suddenly shed tears. She didn't know how to stop crying.

Shen Luo encircled her body and comforted her, "good, don't cry. It's OK. Aimeng will be OK. You have to believe Wang Jie's medical skills. He can save the dead before, so you have to believe him. It will be OK."

"But just now he said that he had shed a lot of blood. I can't imagine what to do if Mengmeng really left. You don't know that my parents left early. Mengmeng was really good to me. Before, when Mengmeng was not bankrupt, she would bring me a lot of food when I was studying. She knew that I worked hard, but now this happened I can't help her with anything. Now she's lying in the operating room, and I can't help it

"Come on, it's going to be OK. It's said that Ji Ren has his own way. It's sure to be OK. Besides, Aimeng is so strong that he will survive this time."

Mo Yanke came back, and the 200 ml he took out didn't make him any better. After all, he is an adult man, and he has been exercising for many years, so his physical fitness is naturally good.

Seeing Mo Yanke coming back, Jing Hao suddenly stands up with anger on his face and wants to fight. At the moment, he has no place to fight.

"Mo Yanke, you'd better pray that she's OK! Otherwise, I won't let you go. "

Mo Yanke closed his mouth, just frowned. The man's words were too rampant, "don't worry, no one doesn't want her to be good."

Mo Yanke may also regret that no one wants such a thing to happen. What he didn't expect is that Aimeng would commit suicide. He didn't go in and didn't see where she hurt herself. But why can't that silly woman think so much? Is it that he has gone too far, and suddenly hates herself, if anything happened to her Love, what should we do.

But as long as there is a breath in Aimeng, Wang Jie will certainly save her, because Wang Jie is not someone else. If he changes to another doctor, I'm afraid he will worry, but if the attending doctor is Wang Jie, he won't worry.

At the beginning, he was so seriously injured that when he was still shot, he also pulled him back from the gate of hell. This time, it will be no exception.

The operation lasted about an hour, and finally the door of the operating room opened and everyone came forward.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?"

"How is the patient, doctor?"

"Wang Jie, what's the situation?"

"Don't worry, life is saved, but her body is very weak, plus some days ago, she almost did not eat, the body's nutrients in the loss of a little bit, this time the amount of blood loss is too big, after the body must take good care of, otherwise it will leave the root of the disease."

When she came out of the emergency room and was pushed into the intensive care unit, Aimeng was quiet. A little white face, no half of the color of blood, can not say out of the delicate, poor. Quietly, as if can not feel her vitality, if not the doctor announced that she has been out of danger, even feel that she has quietly left.

As soon as they heard that they were out of danger, everyone calmed down, as long as they were alive.

Kang Xiaole grabs Shen Luo's hand and suddenly sobs with joy, "it's all right, Mengmeng is all right."

"Yes, so don't worry about it. She's OK. I'll tell you that Ji Ren has only the appearance of heaven. She will be OK. She has experienced so many things. God will protect her. You can rest assured."

"Arlo, you go back first. I'll be fine here. It's early in the morning. Go back quickly."

"Can you do it by yourself?"

"It's OK. You go back first."

"Let's go back first."

No matter how worried Kang Xiaole is, he still can't help it. Shen Luo says that even if it flows down, it won't be of much use. Come back tomorrow. In the end, she compromised.When they left, the room was quiet. In the intensive care unit, Mo Yanke and Jing Hao insisted on going in. Finally, the medical staff of the hospital had no choice but to arrange for both of them to wear anti bacteria clothes, because AI Meng had just woken up and had undergone a major operation. When he was the weakest, he was most afraid of bacterial infection.

Ward, two men were sitting on both sides of the bed, so looking at the bed.

Jinghao's voice suddenly rang. "There's me here. You'd better leave. I'm afraid that when Aimeng wakes up, the last thing I want to see is you, you murderer."

For the first time, Mo Yanke was pointed to his nose and said that he was a murderer. But I'm afraid he was telling the truth. When this happened, he didn't know whether she would hate to see him when she woke up, but he couldn't lose her momentum in front of this man. "It's his business to be willing to see me, but it's my business to stay or not So I hope you understand that. "

"You should know what you've done to her. After you've done something like that, you still have a face. I really admire you."

"It's not your turn to say that. You have nothing to do with me or her. "

Then everyone didn't say a word. Anyway, Aimeng survived at this critical moment, as long as his life was still there. This is the happiest thing since today. It's a relief.