Madam Became a National Male God After Wearing the Book

"Where's the gold master? You've also drawn blood. Did you give you any proof?"

This question really caught her off guard.

Qiao Yi didn't know what was going on with her. As soon as the nurse said that the injured child was a child, her heart throbbed uncontrollably. There was only one thought in her heart, that is to save the child as soon as possible. As for the gold master She didn't take it to heart at all.

The inspection department in front of them was already empty, and the corridor was even more empty, with only the two of them staring at each other.

"This blood can't be drawn in vain. He himself said that as long as the blood type matches, it can meet all the needs of blood donors. No, one, let's go to him, I have already inquired, they are in the intensive care unit on the third floor. ."

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"What did you find? What did you find?" He Yuncheng, who heard the sound, rushed out like a sword from the string, stopping the little nurse and asked in a panic.

"Blood, blood, AB type RH negative blood found!"

He Yunting heard the words and stood up suddenly.

At the same time, the door of the intensive care unit opened with a bang, and a gentle man with silver-rimmed glasses walked out.

Seeing the little nurse, she turned her head and asked, "Where's the blood?"

"After...after..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the director of the laboratory rushed over with the box, "Director, the blood is coming, the blood is coming!"

The man took the box and rushed back to the intensive care unit like lightning. The two heavy iron doors closed in front of He Yunting.

The silence in the corridor instantly returned to its previous silence, but this time, the suffocating oppression that filled the air was almost gone.

The dean and the medical team standing in the corridor almost hugged each other and wept, found it, great, found the blood, he can continue to be the dean!

He Yuncheng was so excited that tears filled his frame, he threw himself into his brother's arms out of control and shouted, "Brother, brother, do you hear? Blood is found, blood is found, Xiaoyu is all right, Xiaoyu is all right! Lingling, the merciful and merciful Guanyin Bodhisattva, you must bless my family Xiaoyu, turn bad luck into auspiciousness, or you will come to peace!"

He prayed with enthusiasm and full of enthusiasm, but in exchange for his brother's cold voice: "Come down!"

He Yuncheng suddenly froze, "Oh!" He slowly stepped back from his brother's arms.

I was so excited that I forgot about my brother's unpleasantness.

The same is true of his brother. At such an exciting moment, he was able to keep Mount Tai collapsed and not change its color. This self-control is also ruthless!

He secretly raised his eyes to see his brother's expression, although his brother still had an ice cube face that was invincible and frozen to death, but his eyes were red.

Xiaoyu was saved, and his brother was also very excited.

Fifteen minutes later, the iron door of the intensive care unit opened again, and the man with silver-rimmed glasses came out tiredly. He took off his glasses, rubbed his swollen eyebrows, and said to the two, "Don't worry, Xiaoyu is fine. When he wakes up, he can be transferred to the general ward."

"Zhao Yi, you're really good!" He Yuncheng gave him a thumbs up from the bottom of his heart.

Zhao Yi gave him a white look and roared, "What the hell? I'm scared to death, thanks to this pack of blood! If you come two minutes later, Xiaoyuren will be gone, even if the Daluo Immortal comes, you won't be able to save him! You have to thank those who donated blood to Xiaoyu."

While speaking, he glanced over the two of them inadvertently. Suddenly, his eyes widened and he stopped on He Yunting's face, "What's wrong with your mouth? Was it bitten by a cat?"

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