Chapter Twenty-Seven: Emperor Gu (Ask for Collection)

Chapter 180

He pursed his lips and was about to speak, when the mobile phone vibrated in the palm of his hand, and the caller ID was Steward Qiao.

As soon as he saw Steward Qiao's name, Fu Beijue's heart felt a sharp pain.

Every time Steward Qiao looks for him, he has something very important.

Now Xiao Lingling is undergoing surgery, but Steward Qiao called him, could it be that -

The man, who had always been calm and composed, trembled his fingers, and pressed the connect button twice in a row.

"Sir, the little master is fine!" Steward Qiao cried with joy, "The operation will be over soon, and the doctor will say that the little master will wake up tonight without any accidents!"

Fu Beijue's heart suddenly came to life.

He walked quickly to the hospital, and asked as he walked, "How is the Yin type of blood solved?"

He contacted people, but it couldn't have been so fast.

"Sir, you don't know yet, Miss Ye...... It's Miss Ye Yunran, the sister of the little young master's mother, she is a yin type of blood!" Steward Qiao said incoherently, "When the little master had a car accident, Miss Ye was also there, she brought the little master to the hospital, and she also took the initiative to donate blood to the little young master......"

Fu Beijue pointed his fingers: "The blood donated by Ye Yunran?"

"Yes, it's Miss Ye, she gave eight hundred milliliters, just enough to save the little master's life......"

Fu Beijue pursed his lips: "Is she still in the hospital?"

"Yes, right at the door of the operating room...... The little master's operation is over, I'll take care of the little master first......"

Steward Joe hung up.

Fu Beijue walked faster.

On the side, Ye Xueying, the whole person stood in place as if she had been struck by thunder.

By the time she reacted, Fu Beijue had already walked into the hospital.

She rushed over with an arrow step, and said with a bloodless face: "Beijue, who donated blood to Xiao Lingling?"

"Ye Yunran. Fu Beijue said, glancing at her, "She is a yin type of blood, why aren't you?"

Ye Xueying's ears were buzzing.

She felt that Fu Beijue's eyes turned into sharp blades, scraping off the flesh and blood on her body, exposing the most filthy thoughts in her heart.

She took a deep breath: "My grandmother...... It seems to be yin type blood, Xiao Lingling should have inherited her grandmother's genes from the next generation...... Beijue, are you blaming me for asking, I am Xiao Lingling's mother, and I also want to save him, but I am indeed not a yin type of blood, what can I do......

As she spoke, tears streaming down her face.

Fu Beijue retracted his gaze indifferently: "The matter has been resolved, there is no need to mention this matter, Fu Ziling's operation has just ended, let's go see him together." ”

Ye Xueying wiped her tears, nodded and walked in.

They quickly walked to the door of the operating room, just in time to see Ye Yunran and Steward Qiao pushing Fu Ziling, who was still unconscious, into the ward.

Ye Xueying's heart suddenly stopped beating.

Ye Yunran has always been very smart!

If Ye Yunran knew that she was Fu Ziling's "mother", with Ye Yunran's IQ, she would definitely suspect something......

"Beijue, maybe I was too worried just now, my stomach hurts a little as soon as I relax, I want to go to the bathroom first......"

Ye Xueying covered her stomach and left, Fu Beijue didn't even look at her, and walked quickly to the door of the ward.

Ye Yunran raised her head: "Mr. Fu." ”

Fu Beijue looked at her pale face and said lightly: "Donating 800 milliliters of blood at one time exceeds the load of your body, don't run around, take a good rest first." ”

Ye Yunran shook her head: "It's okay, I'll accompany Xiao Lingling first." ”

She walked into the ward, sat on the edge of the bed, held Xiao Lingling's hand, and there was obvious exhaustion between her eyebrows.