Bo Gucheng's heart was relieved.

However, in an instant, seeing Xi Rubao's blood-stained hand, tightly pinching Xi Zuer's jade finger, Bo Gucheng's face suddenly sank.

Originally, he flew over tonight to give the little woman a surprise date, but now because of Xi Rubao's jumping off the building, the date has been changed to a hospital meeting, and he is already unhappy enough.

This Xi Rubao is still dying, and he doesn't forget to take advantage of his little woman?

What kind of lais-faced sister is this, lying on the operating table and still pulling his little woman and not letting go, he doesn't allow it.

Don't touch a finger!

Bo Gucheng took a step forward and grabbed Xi Zuer's wrist without a trace: "I have adjusted the amount of blood enough, and the director of the Qingcheng Grade 3A Hospital and the director of the emergency center have been transferred at the same time." Professional things are left to professional people to do. Zu'er, take a break. ”

Xi Zuer saw that the blood transferred from the blood bank was in place, and a bunch of old men in white coats also rushed in behind Bo Gucheng.

She nodded and let go of her fingers, "Uh-huh." ”

Well, the ancestors are really not good at blood transfusions, so it's okay to leave it to these children.

When the emergency doctor saw so many medical bosses in the city rushing in, his eyes were about to explode: "Dean Sun...... Dean Xu...... Dean Zhao...... Director Qiu...... Director Liu ......"

He stumbled and said hello.

I feel that I am not in the operating room at the moment, but at a high-end academic conference, and I am fortunate to meet so many bigwigs.

The blood that was successfully matched was soon transfused into Xi Rubao's body.

The emergency doctor stumbled to report the previous examination, peeking at Xi Zuer and Bo Gucheng from time to time, and said in his heart, what is the origin of this patient's family, it is actually much bigger than the half-dead Nangong Dream just now!

Tonight, I'm afraid he really has to go to the morgue to calm the mood of the patient's family, right?

Bo Gucheng took Xi Zuer's little hand, left the operating table for a distance, and asked those deans and directors to consult.

"Still tell me it's a trifle? Something so big, and you didn't tell me? Bo Gucheng's tone was slightly dark, but his eyes were full of worry rather than blame.

Xi Zuer gently approached the man's strong arm, smelling the familiar, clear and comfortable breath, and was so obedient at the moment: "Well, I'll tell you next time." ”

"Do you dare to have a next time?"

"Well, well, there's no next time."

The man looked at her lazy and coquettish eyes, where it seemed to admit her mistake, it was clearly "sorry I was wrong, I dare next time".

The big hand was raised, and the thumb and middle finger couldn't help but want to flick the white little brain, so that she could have a long memory, and if she had something to hide in the future, she must report it as soon as possible and ask him for help.

But at the moment when he was about to get close to the skin on her forehead, his heart softened a little, and his long fingers slid down the long hair on her sideburns, and after all, he only caressed her inky green silk.

A long sigh.

Where is the willingness to punish her?

The little crow and Fu Xiqin outside the window breathed a sigh of relief: Mom, the brain collapsed just now, if it really fell on the head of the ancestor, the boy's beautiful long finger is afraid that it will be wasted, but the ancestor must not be offended!

You can't shed a drop of blood, you can't get a little touch!

Fortunately, the boy repented halfway, and there was no abruptness, fortunately.

Xi Zuer raised her chin, stared at the sighing man, and smiled: "Xiaocheng'er, this time is very good, you save someone's life and build a seventh-level floating slaughter." ”

Bo Gucheng's throat rolled: "I don't care about other people's lives, you're fine." ”