"That's good!" Qiu Jing hugged Ming Jin tightly, kissed him guiltily on the cheek, got up and took the child's hand, "Mommy will take you to save Daddy." ”

Ming Jin raised his head and looked at Qiu Jing's reddened eyes, "Hmm." ”

At this time, in addition to Fu Feiyang and Ah Qi, who were standing in the corridor of the rescue room, they were the branch masters of each hall, and everyone heard that Mu Ziqian had a son, and today he really saw the true face of the little prince.

Ah Qi followed behind and sent the mother and son to the blood collection room, and the nurse saw that Qiu Jing was well, so she asked her, "Did you collect blood?"

Qiu Jinghao lowered her eyes, shook her head slightly, and pushed the child in her hand forward, "It's the child who donated blood." ”

The nurse was a person of some age, and when she heard Qiu Jing's words, her face immediately became serious.

"What are you kidding, you ask him to donate blood for such a child?

Qiu Jinghao endured the nurse's reproach, but still insisted: "Please hurry up, the people in the rescue room are in a hurry." ”

Her voice was faint, but it sounded exceptionally awe-inspiring.

The nurse was embarrassed and said, "You are the mother of the child." Such a small child, you can't donate blood. ”

Qiu Jing lowered her shoulders with great strength, "No way, there is really no way." After a pause, "Nurse, hurry up, life can't wait, the person lying in the emergency room is the father of the child, and the child can't live without the father." By the end, her voice was almost trembling.

Seeing this, the nurse sighed, looking at Ming Jin's quiet appearance, and sighed regretfully in her heart.

She touched Ming Jin's head, "Little friend, how old are you?"

Ming Jin said: "Six years old. ”

"Are you afraid of injections?"

When Ming Jin faced strangers, he was like his father's face, cold to everyone, with a solemn expression.

He replied with only two words: "Not afraid." ”

The nurse asked Ming Jin to lie on the chair, "Auntie will give you a blood type test, and it will be fine soon." ”

Qiu Jinghao interrupted her, "No need to test, type B Rh negative blood." ”

The nurse was surprised, "Rare blood type. ”

"Yes. Qiu Jing looked at Ming Jin in the chair, "So, only he can save his father." ”

The nurse understood their helplessness, and after sitting down, she began to tie a tourniquet to Ming Jin, and when she disinfected, she said: "Although the child is not unable to donate blood, but the amount of blood donation is required, according to the child's situation, the maximum is 100, more, the child can't stand it." ”

"Okay. Qiu Jinghao sat beside Ming Jin, holding his little hand, "The operating room has contacted the provincial blood bank, and now it just needs this blood, and it will be a buffer for the provincial blood bank to send blood." ”

The nurse took out the lancet, "But 100 is a drop in the bucket for a person in surgery." ”

Qiu Jing clenched the child's hand, "Let's pick 100 first." No, I will pick it again. The last word, she said distressedly.

The pinhole pierced under the child's immature skin, and Ah Qi and the old man turned their heads and turned their backs in their hearts.

But when he saw the person standing at the door, he hurriedly lowered his head and shouted respectfully: "Old man." ”

Hearing the sound, Qiu Jing turned around and faced Mu Jingshan's old but deep eyes.

She slowly stood up and called, "Grandpa." ”

Ming Jin, who was lying on the chair, turned his little head and shouted crisply: "Grandpa." ”

Mu Jingshan smiled slightly, nodded, and hummed.

Ah Qi let out of the aisle, Mu Jingshan walked in with his old cane, and Qiu Jing moved the chair, "Grandpa, please take a seat." ”

Mu Jingshan sat down and looked at the red blood collection tube flowing on the child's slender arm, and a touch of guilt flashed in his eyes.

His voice was steady, "Nurse, kid smoke me." ”

After speaking, Mu Jingshan stretched out his arm, "I am also negative blood for type B RH." ”

The Mu family's bloodline is noble, not only because of its status in black and white, but also because of their unique blood type, and this blood type is only possessed by the direct descendants of the Mu family.

The blood of Ming Jin 100 was sent to the emergency room first, and soon Mu Jingshan's plasma was also delivered.

The operation was still going on nervously, Ming Jin and Mu Jingshan were sent to the ward to rest, Ming Jin was a little overwhelmed after the blood was drawn, and he fell asleep quickly while lying on the bed, and the bed next to him was Mu Jingshan.

Qiu Jing poured a glass of warm water and walked to Mu Jingshan's side, "Grandpa, drink saliva." ”

Mu Jingshan leaned on the head of the bed and looked at Qiu Jinghao's gaze, deep and thick.

He took the glass of water and took a sip, the ward was very quiet, and there were bodyguards brought by Ah Qi and Mu Jingshan outside the door.

Qiu Jinghao took the water that Mu Jingshan had drunk and put it on the bedside table.

The old man's hand was old and shriveled, and he beckoned to her, his voice a little weak, "Child, come and sit." ”

Qiu Jinghao's body stiffened, and slowly sat on the chair next to the bed, Mu Jingshan's next words made Qiu Jinghao unexpected.

"Jinghao, grandpa is sorry for you. ”

Qiu Jing lowered her eyes.

"Alas" the old man sighed, carrying too much guilt and remorse.

In this incident, Mu Jingshan truly recognized this Mu family's granddaughter-in-law in his heart.

Qiu Jing got up, "Grandpa, please help take care of Ming Jin, I'll go see how Ziqian's surgery is." ”

Mu Jingshan's gaze fell on the child's face on the bed, and instantly softened, "Well, you go." ”

Leaving the room, Qiu Jinghao closed the door lightly, and when she turned around, she saw Ah Qi's worried gaze.

Qiu Jing bowed her head lightly, "It's okay, don't worry." ”

Ah Qi's expression was serious, and he followed Qiu Jinghao towards the rescue room.

The operation has been going on for nearly ten hours, Qiu Jinghao has been guarding the door, and the housekeeper has come to deliver dinner on the way, and Qiu Jing has not eaten a bite.

The hall masters of each hall gathered in the corridor, whispering, Qiu Jing saw too much ugliness and truth from their faces, among them there were indeed loyal ones, represented by Zhou Qiliang and others, and some were suspicious, such as the eleventh master's henchmen, Qiu Jing looked at all beings from afar, Mu Ziqian was between these people every day, what kind of scheming and mind was needed.

She can't see through it, at this time, she doesn't have the heart to care about their affairs, the hall is their hall, and the one in the rescue room is her man.

Her man?!

Suddenly realizing what she was thinking, she was stunned.

It was the first time she had used a specific possessive word to characterize him as a part of her life.

It's just that when she faced this title, she found that unconsciously, the things and ideas hidden deep in her heart were completely subverted.

He no longer made her hate, no longer afraid, no longer made her want to flee. Instead, let this man, at some point, secretly open the door of her heart and live in it without her permission.

She had him in her heart.

The door of the rescue room opened again, and Qiu Jing looked over expectantly, but was poured cold water on a critical illness notice handed by the doctor.

"Mr. Mu's heart is seriously damaged, and we are still trying our best to rescue him, and the family members must be prepared. This is a critical illness notice, please sign it by the family. ”

“”

Qiu Jing took the pen and asked herself, did she understand those words just now, was it a little late.

She didn't admit it, and resolutely didn't admit it.

The critical illness notice was stuffed back into the doctor's hand, "If I don't sign it, Ziqian will be fine." ”

Her stubbornness turned into a kind of vexatious trouble at this moment, and Fu Feiyang, who was standing behind her, walked up and gave the doctor a hint, signaling him to go in first and talk about it later.

The doctor nodded, turned and went into the emergency room.

Qiu Jing stood quietly at the door, staring at the nothingness in the air, no matter what the people around her said, she shouldn't say a word.

She didn't collapse, but after facing reality, people's hearts were calm and almost numb. She thinks a lot, the best of the best, but also the worst.

If he is well, it is a sunny day, if he does not survive, he will be uncared for and will end without illness, and for her it will be a love affair that will never be redeemed and fall into the abyss.

The hand hanging down at his side slowly clenched into a fist, Mu Ziqian, if you are a man, keep your promise, you said that you would take me home, don't forget!

The madman hurried over and muttered a few words in Ah Qi's ear, and the latter's eyes narrowed, "Are you serious?"

The madman nodded, and Ah Qi asked again, "How did the second master come back?"

"The second master bit his mouth and said that the person is not in our hands. ”

The corners of Ah Qi's mouth hooked up a smile, "It's done!" He lowered his voice and said to the madman: "Before Mr. Mu comes out, no one can say anything." ”

"Understood. The madman looked at Qiu Jinghao, who was standing at the door of the rescue room, "How is the young grandmother?"

Ah Qi sighed silently, "I haven't eaten or drunk, it's been more than ten hours." ”

The madman frowned, but he couldn't help it, he had protected her for a while, although the time was short, but he knew that this woman's temper was not weaker than her appearance, but hard and ruthless.

Fifteen hours later, Mu Ziqian was pushed out of the rescue room, Qiu Jing looked at the pale face and bloodless lips of the man on the bed, and her heart ached.

The doctor came to Qiu Jinghao, took off his medical hat and mask, and looked exhausted.

"Mrs. Mu, the operation was very successful, and Mr. Mu also relied on willpower to support this operation. The person was first sent to the intensive care unit for observation for 48 hours and then transferred to the intensive care unit. ”

Qiu Jing kindly fell to the ground, "Thank you, doctor." ”

Ah Qi, Fu Feiyang and the others also breathed a long sigh of relief after hearing the news, and the hall masters of the other halls also showed a relieved smile on their faces, Qiu Jinghao immediately asked the madman to relay the good news to Mu Jingshan, after all, the old man was not in good health, and if he was worried again, he was born this night.

After Ming Jin woke up, Qiu Jing asked the madman to send him back to Nanfeng Yuan and let Aunt Wen take him. The old man was sent back by Ah Qi, and Fu Feiyang accompanied Qiu Jinghao to stay at the door of the intensive care unit.

The people at the entrance of the hall were also ordered to evacuate by the second boss Zhou Qiliang, in order to prevent the Sanhe Society from making trouble, Mu Jingshan called the director of the Huan City Police Station before leaving, and now this situation, and then using the forces on the road to guard around the hospital is too blatant, the director on the grounds of stabilizing public order, the police station car outside the hospital is dispatched to patrol 24 hours a day. And the people from the Mikawa Society also quietly sent someone to visit, and after inspecting it, they dispelled the idea of sneaking into the hospital.

There are a large number of jǐng chá guards in the outer part of the hospital, and there are nearly 100 elite bodyguards in the Dragon and Tiger Hall inside, and they want to raid in, but they are simply dreaming.

Duan Lao Wu looked at the building of Sheng's Hospital from afar, kicked against the wall, and gritted his teeth with hatred.

Mu Ziqian woke up at noon the next day, opened his eyes and asked, "Where is my wife?"