Ye Shaochen stared at the sky outside the window, he couldn't express his emotions in his heart, since he heard the words of the male doctor, his always calm heart was smeared with a touch of solemnity, as if he was strongly preventing this result from happening.

Didn't he hate Mu Weiwei so much? She also brutally poisoned Xinyou last night, why is his heart not good to hear that she will die now?

Ye Shaochen closed his eyes, then opened them again, and at this moment his eyes returned to his usual senses.

He thought that he didn't pity her, but just for the sake of Mu Weiwei being his nominal wife, if she died rashly, the outside world would have endless gossip about him.

But at this moment, he seemed to forget that he, Ye Shaochen, had never cared about other people's opinions, but just moved with his heart.

In a sense, he didn't want Mu Weiwei to die, but he didn't find out about it.

"Zhang He." Ye Shaochen faced the stars, his expression was dark and uncertain, and his tone was solemn.

Zhang He walked in front of him quickly, bent down respectfully, and asked calmly, "Young Master, what do you command?" ”

Ye Shaochen frowned, raised his wrist lightly and looked at the time, his voice was low and hoarse, "You rush to the company now, send a document to all the internal personnel of the company, and tell them that the AB blood type will rush here immediately!" ”

Zhang He looked stunned, but he quickly reacted, and immediately took the order and said, "Yes!" ”

"And ......" Ye Shaochen's expression was much more serious, looking at Zhang He's expression was full of heaviness, and his tone was condensed, "Remember, bring people here within 40 minutes, because we only have one hour!" ”

Zhang He nodded and randomly left the hospital immediately.

Ye Shaochen's expression was complicated, staring at the door of the operating room, looking at the flashing lights above, and a little cold sweat broke out in his heart.

Time passed bit by bit, less than ten minutes from the deadline he gave to Zhang He, but there was still no news from him, is he on the way to come, or is he still in the company?

He couldn't help but feel a little impatient, took the lead in taking out his mobile phone, and dialed Zhang He's phone number.

"Hello? Master. ”

Ye Shaochen was calm and calm, and asked, "Where are you now?" How long does it take to get to the hospital? ”

At this moment, located in a commercial street in the center of the city, Zhang He looked at the flow of people like a long queue in front of him, and his heart was suddenly anxious, and he said with a solemn expression, "Young master, I am catching up with the rush hour of work, I am afraid it will be difficult to escape for a while." ”

Ye Shaochen clenched his mobile phone, his expression showed a touch of anger, and he said coldly, "Then what should I do?" If Mu Weiwei can't wait for a blood transfusion, then she will die soon! ”

Ye Shaochen didn't want to lose his temper for Mu Weiwei in front of anyone, but at the moment he just couldn't help it!

As long as the thought of her turning into a cold corpse, an uncontrollable anger swelled up in his heart, making him want to kill!

Zhang He didn't expect that Mu Weiwei attached so much importance to the young master, and he had to re-examine the relationship between the two, but he couldn't take care of it so much at the moment, and he tried his best to think about the countermeasures.

Suddenly, a person popped up in Zhang He's heart.

Thinking of this, Zhang He hesitated for a moment, and then found out that human life was at stake, so he still said it and said it, as for whether the young master agreed or not, he made up his own mind.

"Young master, Miss Qiao Xinyou is AB blood type, do you remember the last time, Miss Qiao fell down the stairs, is it the blood transfused by the young grandmother for her? You see—"

Zhang He didn't finish his words, but Ye Shaochen's heart was entangled.

On the one hand, he strongly objected to doing this, Mu Weiwei was seriously injured this time, which was self-inflicted, and she could only blame her for being too narrow-minded and vicious, and even thought of poisoning Qiao Xinyou.

How could he get her to make sacrifices for her? Mu Weiwei is not worthy at all!

But on the other hand, he knew very well that if there were 5 more minutes and Zhang He still didn't arrive, what would be in front of him would be a multiple-choice question.

One is to agree that Qiao Xinyou will give Mu Weiwei a blood transfusion, then she can live;

The second is to oppose Qiao Xinyou to give Mu Weiwei a blood transfusion, and Mu Weiwei will die.

It seemed that every choice was difficult, and Ye Shaochen was a little wavering for a while.

If you agree, it's too unfair to Xinyou......

Just when Ye Shaochen was swaying, the door of the operating room was opened, and it was the male doctor just now who walked out, his expression was extremely solemn, which made Ye Shaochen's eyes swell with a shadow.

"What's wrong?"

A cold sweat rose from the male doctor's head, and he asked anxiously, "Ye Shao, have you found a blood type that matches Miss Mu?" ”

Ye Shaochen's heart tightened, and he said calmly, "I have found it." ”

The male doctor breathed a sigh of relief and immediately said, "You quickly notify them to go to the laboratory to report and check the matching degree with the injured person, we must carry out the operation immediately!" ”

Hearing him say this, Ye Shaochen's expression gradually expanded, and he asked, "How long can Mu Weiwei hold on?" ”

The male doctor frowned, his face was very ugly, "Within ten minutes, if you can't transfuse blood, Miss Mu's life will be in danger!" ”

"Shouldn't there be 20 minutes left?"

The male doctor shook his head and said in a serious tone, "She has already been in shock and coma in advance, if she delays any longer, then she ......"

Ye Shaochen didn't listen to him continue, he pondered for a while, knowing that there was no time, he hurriedly came to the door of Qiao Xinyou's ward, and gently pushed the door open.

Looking at her quiet sleepy eyes, Ye Shaochen hesitated again, he felt a little unable to speak.

Just then, the sound of a clear conversation coming from the hallway caught his attention.

"Dr. Li, haven't you found someone with a matching blood type?"

"How's it going?"

"The patient's life system has begun to decline, and now the director is trying his best to carry out ECG resuscitation, but it is too late......

Ye Shaochen's expression was shocked, all the hesitation in his heart disappeared, he stepped forward and pushed Qiao Xinyou's shoulder, and saw her hesitant and inquiring eyes.

Xinyou said indifferently, "Xinyou, I want to ask you to do me a favor." ”

……

in the operating room.

Qiao Xinyou looked at it indifferently, and the white needle on his arm, the red liquid in it flowed into the medical blood storage bag.

And in front of her, through the white gauze, under the illumination of medical lights, several dark figures were quickly busy, and lying on the operating table was Mu Weiwei, who was hated by her and gritted her teeth.

She suddenly felt extremely funny, but also extremely sad.

At this moment, she can no longer deceive herself.

Because of her, she finally lay on the operating table, and when she heard the doctor at the door and report the news to Ye Shaochen, she even wanted to applaud!

Mu Weiwei is in a very dangerous situation, the happier she is, don't blame her for being vicious, who let Mu Weiwei always occupy it, and don't let go of what belongs to her!

If she can take the opportunity to die, then she doesn't have any guilt, after all, it wasn't she who caused her to be like this!

Qiao Xinyou lowered her head, looking at the blood that belonged to her, and it quickly flowed outward, as if everything she had obtained was getting farther and farther away from her again.

She is not reconciled!

Especially remember Ye Shaochen's appearance just now, the man who has always called for wind and rain, the male god in her eyes, actually 'please' her to give Mu Weiwei a blood transfusion for Mu Weiwei's slut!

At that time, she was very angry, and she wanted to abandon all hypocrisy and firmly say no to him.

She doesn't want and won't give Mu Weiwei a blood transfusion, she can't wait for her to die, how can she allow herself to save her!

But she endured it, she knew how hard she had worked to get to where she was today, she couldn't admit defeat, even if it was difficult, she had to endure it, she couldn't fall here!

"Vivi is sick? Is it serious? Do you need a blood transfusion? Okay, I'll get ready right away......"

She replied like this, she still remembered Ye Shaochen's gratitude, with a slightly touched look, and he held her hand, saying that he would compensate her well in the future.

She was indeed shaken, feeling that even if she really gave Mu Weiwei a blood transfusion, what would she have to lose?

But when she saw her own blood constantly flowing out, the jealousy and resentment in her heart were like a violent bison, which hit her internal organs and hurt!

At that moment, the white gauze was lifted, and a young nurse walked up, nervously walking up to her, taking the blood transfusion bag she had filled, and replacing it with an empty one.

Seeing that his blood, through the same infusion tube, finally flowed into Mu Weiwei's body, Qiao Xinyou hated in her heart!

What qualifications does Mu Weiwei have to get her blood? What qualifications does she have to save her with her own blood!

Qiao Xinyu wanted to get angrier and angrier, her hands contracted uncontrollably, and then she felt a stabbing pain in her arm, and then the blood that had been flowing out was flowing backwards again......

Before she could react, the little nurse who had just gone and returned, seeing this scene, looked full of nervousness, and hurriedly came up to remedy it, while opening her mouth to comfort, "Don't move, it's very dangerous." ”

Looking at the bruise on the tip of the needle in her right arm, she didn't feel the slightest feeling, and soon the little nurse pulled the needle off.

But before she could react, the tip of the needle pierced the vein in her left arm......

"Great, the patient is temporarily out of danger, you hurry up and tell Mr. Ye, so that he won't be in a hurry."

At this moment, the director's voice came from the operating table in front of me, and then I heard the sound of the door of the operating room opening, and the sound of footsteps getting farther and farther away.

Qiao Xinyou stared at her with a lonely expression, and the little nurse who pulled out the needle for her found that she was smiling brightly, and said happily, "Miss Qiao, your friend is out of danger, you have contributed a lot!" ”

Looking at her with admiration in her eyes, the corners of Qiao Xinyou's mouth hooked slightly, pulled out a calm and gentle smile, and said lightly, "Really?" That's great. ”

Ye Shaochen stood in the operating room, looking at Qiao Xinyou, who was helped out, and his heart suddenly hurt.

Her expression was extremely embarrassed, and when she saw Ye Shaochen, Qiao Xinyou's consciousness was instantly withdrawn.

"Xinyou!"

Ye Shaochen quickly caught her falling body, looked at her sweating, and asked gloomily, "How is she?" ”

Doctor Li next to him checked it and said, "Ye Shao, don't worry, Miss Qiao is a little weak because of blood transfusion, I will immediately send someone to infuse her with some nutrient solution, I believe she will recover soon." ”

Hearing him say this, Ye Shaochen's heart relaxed, he picked up her body and put her on the hospital bed gently, and at the same time, several doctors pushed Mu Weiwei, who had just finished surgery, to pass in front of him.

Ye Shaochen didn't move, but just asked the nurse who came to give Qiao Xinyou an infusion, and asked, "How is Mu Weiwei's condition?" ”

The little nurse glanced at him, tried her best to ignore the throbbing in her heart, and said, "Ye Shao, Miss Mu is okay for the time being, but she will be hospitalized for observation for a period of time." ”

Ye Shaochen's expression was cold, he just nodded slightly, and then his gaze fell on Qiao Xinyou again.

Mu Weiwei opened her eyes slowly, the dazzling sunlight made her unable to open her eyes, and she couldn't help but raise her hand to block it, but was stopped by a crisp and agile voice.

"You're on an infusion, don't move your arms."

Mu Weiwei noticed that standing next to the hospital bed, there was a young girl in a pink nurse's outfit, and said with a cautious face.

In the face of her kind reminder, Mu Weiwei nodded obediently.

The female nurse also gave a few words, and then pushed the medical cart out of the ward.

She left with her front feet, and the door of the ward was opened again, and Mu Weiwei frowned, obviously reluctant to see someone coming.

Ye Shaochen looked at her with a disgusted expression, and a wave of anger suddenly rose in his heart, his expression was mixed with a hint of coldness, and he said indifferently, "It's hard to see me?" ”

Mu Weiwei didn't want to pay attention to her, and instead moved her eyes to the window, as if she was confused when she looked at him more.

Ye Shaochen's expression was cold, and he quickly came to her, picked up her chin, and forced her to look directly at her, with a cold smile on the corner of her mouth, and said, "Mu Weiwei, this is your attitude towards your life-saving benefactor?!" ”

A lifesaver?

Hehe, has he forgotten who caused himself, who was the injured starter? I don't blush when I say this!

Seeing that she still ignored herself, Ye Shaochen laughed angrily, he was cold, and his tone was full of sarcasm, "I'm really nosy!" If I had known your virtue, I should have let you die on the operating table at that time! ”

In the face of his vicious words, she still didn't care, staring at him directly, but the meaning in it made him short of breath.

As if telling him, he was just nosy......

Ye Shaochen suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but wonder, could it be that he would become dumb after surgery? In order to verify this answer, Ye Shaochen immediately did an experiment.

"Ahh Ye Shaochen, you are a neurotic! ”

Mu Weiwei rubbed his red arm, and suddenly roared angrily.

He just has a nervous disorder, and she found that when she met him in this life, it was simply an evil mold in eight lifetimes!

He's really good enough, and it's not worth his life!

Seeing that she finally spoke, Ye Shaochen plucked his ears with interest, and a gloating smile smeared on the corner of his mouth, "I thought you were a dumb person for surgery, I don't want to stimulate your trachea." ”

He'd better let people stimulate their brains first! Simply a madman!

"Why don't you talk again? Do you still need me to stimulate it? When Ye Shaochen said this, he gritted his teeth a little.