"What else do you want?"

"Mr. Yan!"

Yan Mo Chen's fist has been raised, but Shen Bei stopped.

Shen Bei suddenly came over. Yan Mo Chen looked back at him. Shen Bei cleared his throat and handed his mobile phone to Yan Mo Chen. "Just now my man called me and said that he had been looking for half a year and finally found another person with the same blood type as Miss Wen."

Yan Mo Chen blinked, gradually released his hand, turned around and looked at Shen Bei, "call him over!"

The man quickly arrived. He took blood and blood transfusion in a single breath. Yan Mo Chen did not say a word from the beginning to the end. Standing by the door of the operating room, he watched the doctors come and go, in and out. After three hours, Lu Qingyan was out of danger and was pushed into the general ward.

"Mr. Yan." The doctor stood beside the hospital bed, sighed, and said to Mo Chen, "this miscarriage is still a big blow to Miss Lu. Her physical foundation is already weak, and now it is even worse. Maybe in the future, although there is still the possibility of pregnancy, it will be very difficult to get pregnant, and it will be very dangerous to have children

"And the most important thing is, if we continue to have such a large amount of blood transfusion For Miss Lu, it's no different from a chronic suicide. Her body will be slowly hollowed out, and then she will never be pregnant again. You... " The doctor sighed. "I have no right to interfere. I'll go first."

"Mr. Yan, I need to take care of the problems of the leather bag company, so I will go back first."

Seeing the doctor leave the ward, Shen Bei had planned to leave, but he was stopped by Yan Mo Chen.

"Shen Bei."

Shen Bei stopped and said, "Mr. Yan."

Yan Mo Chen looks at the landing and tilts her face. Shen Bei stands behind him and looks at his back.

For a long time, Yan Mo Chen said softly, "leave that man behind."

Shen Bei is stunned for a moment, then he reacts. He seems to know what Yan Mo Chen wants to do. He nods, answers and turns away.

Warm and Lu Qingyan's ward is very close. Although Yan Mochen didn't mention it, Shen Bei was so good at making arrangements. Yan Mochen didn't say anything, and Shen Bei thought he was acquiesced.

Yan Mo Chen walked into the warm ward and lay warm on the bed. Hearing the sound, he turned his head and looked at it. He was a pathetic figure, pulling a corner of the bed sheet, "brother Chen How did you get here? Is it... "

"No. No Yan Mo Chen heard the words of warm speculation and went straight forward, interrupted her words, sat beside the warm, holding the warm hand, "there is a little bit of a small matter. It's delayed. "

"I heard from brother Shen Bei..." Warm pursed his pout, raised his eyes and looked at Yan Mo Chen, "it's Miss Lu's business, isn't it?"

Seeing that Yan Mo Chen didn't answer, he bowed his head again, "Miss Lu must have worked hard for my business I heard from brother Shen Bei that she was not in good health either Brother Chen, do you want to... "

Warm and eager to speak, Yan Mo Chen looked down at her with a faint premonition in his heart, as if he knew what she was going to say. Sure enough, the warm outlet was, "otherwise, don't let Miss Lu give me blood transfusion again. What if my illness is not good and her body is not comfortable?"

"I'm not going to let you do anything."

Yan Mo Chen was straightforward. Although he remembered what the doctor said to him at that moment, he blurted out his warm care, "you don't have to worry about others, as long as you have a good rest and take good care of yourself. The doctor said that he would revise the treatment plan for you, and your chances of cure would increase. You should cooperate with the treatment well, OK

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