Because Ding Mo "dedicated" his precious blood in time, Yang Xiuwen finally got through the crisis, and was transferred to the VIP3 ward on the third floor under Ding Mo's domineering arrangement.

Yang Xiuwen is not in danger of life, but he still looks very fragile, his pale face is always unconscious, and he simply sits in front of the hospital bed with a heart, and his face is as pale as Yang Xiuwen.

The dark night, even the most frightening and frightening, will eventually pass, and the dawn will always come quietly without people noticing.

When the first rays of sunlight in the morning shone through the clouds and through the window, Yang Xiuwen finally opened his eyes weakly.

"Single, Single......"

The weak and hoarse voice woke up from her sleep simply, she quickly raised her head to look at Yang Xiuwen, and her excited voice was amplified a lot, "Mom! You're awake! You're finally awake! ”

Yang Xiuwen looked at her simple and somewhat haggard pale face and her red and swollen eyes, a trace of distress flashed in her eyes, she stretched out her hand with difficulty and touched her head, and said comfortingly: "Only, Mom is fine, don't worry!" ”

Simply happy can't help himself, and the whole person becomes verbose, "Mom, are you thirsty?" Hungry or not? Come, drink some water first! You must be hungry now! I must be very weak after bleeding so much yesterday, I'm going to buy you something to eat!" ”

After that, she poured a glass of warm water for Yang Xiuwen, and after feeding her to drink the water, she hurriedly walked out of the ward, and Yang Xiuwen was about to call her but she was gone.

If you want to say simple, why didn't Yang Xiuwen ask her what happened last night when she woke up, why did she cut her wrists?

That's because Yang Xiuwen has suffered from depression since her husband's death, and once she gets sick, there will always be self-harm, and it is not the first time that she has committed suicide by cutting her wrists like this.

Therefore, there is no need to ask questions at all.

Out of the gate of the hospital, the sun spread down to sweep away the haze in people's hearts, simply took a deep breath, and walked to the breakfast shop near the hospital.

When she returned to the hospital with a bag full of breakfast and passed by the nurses' station on the third floor, she saw several nurses talking about something in a circle.

At first, she didn't care, just gossip and chat with the nurses, until she heard them talk about the VIP 3 ward on the third floor, she subconsciously listened to a few words.

"You don't know how dangerous Yang Xiuwen was in the VIP 3 ward last night! At that time, it was not easy to save people in the operating room, but because the patient was a panda blood, there was no blood to transfuse, and he had to wait for death. ”

"How so? Yesterday, when I got off work, I checked the information, and there was still a lot of RH negative blood in the blood bank at that time, so why was it all gone at night? That's weird too! ”

"Not really! When Yang Xiuwen was sent to the hospital, someone suddenly transferred all the RH negative blood stocks in the blood bank! ”

"Huh? What a coincidence, isn't it? ”

Hearing this, a simple heart almost rose to her throat, and a terrible guess suddenly arose in her heart, and her intuition told her that this matter was related to Ding Mo.

The sudden appearance of Ding Mo yesterday was too much of a coincidence, and it was too much of a coincidence that a large amount of RH-negative blood was suddenly transferred from the blood bank, too many coincidences were put together, so it was not a coincidence.

She froze in place and clenched her fists tightly, her mind full of Ding Mo's hair-making sneer, until the excited voice of Miss Nurse pulled her back to her senses.

"Then how did Yang Xiuwen survive the danger of his life later?" The new little nurse was particularly curious.

The nurse who took the lead immediately blushed, her face flushed with spring love, and she said with a on her face: "Later, a handsome man who was angry with God gave Yang Xiuwen a blood transfusion, that man is really handsome!" It's the one who just came! ”

"Ahh It's him! He's so handsome! But what does that handsome guy have to do with Yang Xiuwen? The same rare blood type, it can't be her son......"

I simply didn't want to listen to these nurses talk about those unnutritious topics, so I went back to the ward with breakfast full of heart.

"Mom! I am back! I bought you red dates and longan porridge, soy milk, fried dumplings, you can eat some to nourish your blood......"

Simply pushed open the door of the ward while talking, but all that came into view was the empty ward, and there was no Yang Xiuwen in the pale and meticulous ward, and her heart suddenly rose.