"Old, master, why don't you ......" Wang Jiahui suddenly felt isolated and helpless, and set her eyes on her son.

Lu Wenze had a calm face, gave his mother a look, and signaled her not to continue the topic, he could see that the uncle and nephew of the Mu family were quite partial to Lu Mengxiao.

At this moment, the door of the operating room suddenly opened.

Everyone's attention looked towards the operating room, and when a doctor came out, everyone almost walked over.

"Doctor, how is my daughter?" Wang Jiahui also swept away the depression just now, and was only thinking about her daughter.

"Doctor, how's the situation?" Father Lu was also very anxious.

The doctor removed the mask from his face and frowned.

His expression almost made everyone's hearts hang, especially Mengxiao, she only felt that she was almost nervous and couldn't ask anything else.

"The patient's condition is not optimistic, and there are several wounds on his body that are in important areas. And because of the blood loss, we now need to give a lot of blood transfusions to patients, and the hospital does not have enough blood stock, which of you is blood type B?"

"I'm blood type B. Pump mine. Meng Xiao answered.

"Coincidentally, I'm also blood type B. Mu Lingfei said leisurely.

"Good. Hurry up!" the doctor nodded, and another nurse came out of the operating room, and the doctor explained a few words to the nurse, and the nurse quickly led the two to the blood drawing room.

Sitting on the chair, the needle was inserted into the blood vessel, and watching the blood flow into the bag, Lu Mengxiao's mood couldn't calm down for a long time, and her mind was full of the doctor's words that the situation was not optimistic just now.

The blood draw was over quickly, and the nurse was just trying to remove the needle.

"Is it enough? Didn't you say you needed a lot of blood? Lu Mengxiao took the nurse's hand.

"Miss, I've already smoked 200 ml, I can't smoke anymore. ”

"It's okay, this is more made up today, take more !!," Lu Mengxiao said in an aggravated tone.

Mu Lingfei, who was sitting on the side, had been leisurely holding his cheeks, and his eyes glanced at Mengxiao's nervous look: "Okay, don't smoke her, I'll put more blood." ”

Lu Mengxiao and the nurse's eyes looked at Mu Lingfei. ，

"For men, you can smoke more. The nurse said.

"No, Mu Lingfei, you yourself are not well yet. You can't smoke anymore. Lu Mengxiao looked at Mu Lingfei firmly.

Peach Blossom's eyes were full of indifference: "What are you afraid of?"

"Miss Nurse, he's a sick kid now, you smoke too much for him, if anything else, your hospital can't afford to take care of it. Lu Mengxiao's tone was cold, and she looked directly at the nurse.

Mu Lingfei's face turned dark: "Who do you say is sick?"

"You, am I wrong? Who couldn't even walk last night, and needed someone to help him go upstairs. Meng Xiao said confidently, not leaving Mu Lingfei with any affection.

But in the face of her righteousness, Mu Lingfei felt speechless, angry, but couldn't get angry.

"Mr. Mu, it's better to take a good rest, don't smoke ......" When the nurse heard that, where did she dare to give Mu Lingfei another half a point.

That golden body, if it is damaged a little, ten hospitals can't afford to pay for it!!

"Miss Nurse, keep pumping me. Mengxiao urged.

"This ......," the nurse hesitated.

"Pump...... Hurry up and draw more!!Xue'er is still waiting in the operating room for help, nurse, what are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and draw more!!" At this time, Wang Jiahui walked over and entered the blood collection room with an anxious face.

Hearing the sound, Mu Lingfei looked up, and when his eyes fell on Wang Jiahui, his brows furrowed, how could there be such a vicious stepmother who didn't care about others for the sake of her daughter?

Mengxiao looked up at Wang Jiahui, and her mood didn't have much ups and downs, just glanced at the nurse: "Let's smoke......"

Mu Lingfei frowned, he really wanted to stop this girl, but when he saw her anxious expression, he still didn't say anything else.

He knows......

If he stops it at this moment, maybe it will be Lu Mengxiao himself who is not happy.

Holding his cheeks, his exhalation became extremely heavy.

As the blood continued to flow down the tube into the bag, Mengxiao's face became more and more pale, and her head was densely covered with sweat, and she looked drowsy with half-squinted eyes.

"Smoke more, I'm afraid it's not enough!" Wang Jiahui did not leave, but stood aside, anxiously urging the nurse.

"It's over 400 millilitres, and I can't smoke it anymore. ”

"It's okay...... She's in good health, you can smoke more. ”

"Smoke, smoke......" Meng Xiao said softly, supporting her head with her other hand.

"Don't smoke it!!" Mu Lingfei sat on the side, basically couldn't sit still, stood up directly, strode towards Mengxiao, and glanced at Wang Jiahui with sharp eyes: "Mrs. Lu, my future wife's blood is very precious, give you so much, you should be content!"

He spoke sharply, and did not save any face for Wang Jiahui at all

"Uh......" Wang Jiahui was stunned for a moment, looking at Mu Lingfei, holding back the fire in her stomach, but she still dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, so she had to swallow back everything she thought in her heart.

Mu Lingfei didn't bother to pay attention to Wang Jiahui, and turned her gaze back to Lu Mengxiao, only to see that her hand that was still supporting her head just now suddenly fell, and her eyes closed closely.

"Hey, Lu Mengxiao!!" he squatted nervously.

Lu Mengxiao was quiet as if she was asleep, obviously caused by excessive blood drawing in a tired state.

The nurse didn't dare to be the slightest bit ambiguous, so she hurriedly vacated a ward, let Lu Mengxiao sleep and rest, and took a clean dress for Mengxiao to change into.

The lights in the operating room were always on, and the people of the Lu family were all at the door of the operating room all night, anxiously waiting for news.

And in the ward.

Mu Lingfei didn't accompany them outside the operating room, and for him, Lu Xue'er's affairs had nothing to do with him, so he had been sitting quietly by the bedside where Mengxiao slept.

I don't know why, obviously, the matter of this dumpling has nothing to do with him, but he doesn't want to leave at all, he always feels that he will worry, if he leaves, that Wang Jiahui will come to her for trouble.

Holding his cheeks, Mu Lingfei looked carefully at the woman lying on the hospital bed, and said that he rarely paid attention to the face of this dirt bun...... Because it's too ordinary, there's nothing to look at.

He has always thought so, and he always glanced at Lu Mengxiao casually, but now when he looked carefully, he unexpectedly found that her skin was very good, the bridge of her nose was small, and her lips were also good......

Hey?

Why do you feel so familiar?

Mu Lingfei frowned, and suddenly remembered the painting he saw last night when he was dizzy