"Yes...... It will take about 10 minutes for the car carrying the blood bags to arrive at ......"

Ten minutes......

For ordinary people, it may be the time to scroll through Weibo for a while.

But for Sinan lying on the operating table, it is time to race against death!

Di Jinghan opened his mouth for the first time:

"Don't think about the idea of July again!"

"Emperor Shao, that's a human life......"

Emperor Jinghan's face was grim, and his tone was incomprehensible, "What does his life and death have to do with me?" ”

He just wants to keep Nan Qi's life!

Even if he is scolded for being selfish or cold-blooded, he will bear all the charges and all the scolding!

But he will definitely not let these people take away a milliliter of Nan Qi's blood again!

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became solemn.

Tang Rui was almost unsteady, and several special forces around him were ready to attack, as if they would make a move against Di Jinghan in the next second......

At the door, a voice suddenly came:

"Madame is here!"

Hearing this, Tang Rui was shocked, and immediately turned around and walked over.

"Mo, why are you here?!"

The woman named Ah Mo had a gentle and beautiful voice, "I heard that Sinan needs a blood bag, my blood type is the same as his, draw my emergency." ”

The voice was like a babbling stream in the mountains and forests, and the speed of speech was unhurried and just right.

Di Jinghan frowned, vaguely feeling that this voice was somewhat familiar.

He followed the prestige and saw an apricot-colored skirt.

The texture of the knit gives a gentle and soft feeling.

Tang Rui didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, his tall body just blocked the petite woman.

"Mr. President, if you don't draw blood, I'm afraid Young Master Sinan won't be able to hold on!"

In the end, it was his own son, Tang Rui really couldn't bear it, and waved his hand, "Arrange someone to draw blood for my wife." ”

"Yes!"

He took off his suit, draped it on Ah Mo's body, and hugged her to the side of the room.

Although he blocked it tightly, Di Jinghan inadvertently swept the woman's side face.

With delicate facial features and smooth lines, it can be seen that he is about thirty or forty years old, but his elegant and dusty temperament is as moving as the hollow valley orchid.

Rao is Emperor Jinghan, and there is also a moment of apprehension.

It is instinctive, there is no blasphemy, and I think a woman is beautiful.

A doctor came to examine Nan Qiyue, and Di Jinghan withdrew his gaze.

After hesitating, he sent out a message.

[Check the information of the wife of the president of country X.] 】

The people under him quickly sent a message.

[The wife of the president of country X who registered her marriage died more than ten years ago]

Attached, there is also a photo.

After Di Jinghan finished reading it, he frowned.

The woman he saw just now was obviously not the same as the one in this photo.

As the president of a country, remarrying after being widowed is not an unacceptable thing for the people.

Why didn't Tang Rui register his marriage again?

***

A nameless sea.

The water rolls up white waves and crashes against the beach.

As far as the eye can see, it is a desolate island.

In the vast ocean, the island is so small that it cannot even be captured by satellite cloud images.

"Grandpa, I found this!" A child of four or five years old, with a dirty face and a few wild fruits in his hand, approached the young man lying on the rocks on the shore.

The man squinted his eyes slightly, his clothes were a little embarrassed, but his whole body exuded arrogance.