Chapter 25: First Aid
"Master Fu." Helian Daixue yelled in pain. Fu Qingyuan showed no mercy in this kick. She, who has been using force all the time, could hardly bear it. She turned her eyes and fell on Mo Zishu's face in Fu Qingyuan's arms.

"It really looks like a fake, Master Fu, this woman is pretending." Helian Daixue did not give up, and reached out to pull Mo Zishu in Fu Qingyuan's arms, but what he got was Helian Baimu and Nachuan at the same time. , broke her arm.

"Go away, I'll goug your eyes if I look at her again, and I'll settle accounts with you later." Fu Qingyuan said coldly.Every single word was cold as if it brought everyone to hell.

When Helian Daixue fell on the ground, no one sympathized with her, and no doctors and nurses came to treat her wound. The ground was very cold, but Fu Qingyuan's eyes were even colder, which made her feel as if she had fallen into the ice cellar in pain. She couldn't even speak. I can't say it, I can only retreat little by little.

Fu Qingyuan only felt that Mo Zishu in his arms was very light, and he could hug him without much effort, and his face was also very pale, but he still felt as good-looking as before.

"Mr. Fu, let's put Ms. Mo on it first." Dean Han had already had the mobile bed pushed over.

Although he was a bit reluctant, Fu Qingyuan still put Mo Zishu on it, his movements were extremely gentle, and his eyes were full of distress.At this time, no one dared to be a nymphomaniac, because they had already seen the cruelty of this Mr. Fu.

"Preparing for rescue, the patient's heartbeat is abnormal and gradually weakening." The dean looked serious, he knew the importance of blood coagulation factors to a normal body, let alone a person with congenital heart disease.

Fu Qingyuan's body froze, he could no longer care about his so-called image, and ran along with a group of doctors pushing the mobile bed.

10 minutes later
A nurse ran out of the operating room in a hurry, holding Mo Zishu's blood type that had just been tested.

A few minutes later, the nurse ran back with a more flustered look on her face than before, and she only held a blood bag of one generation in her hand.

"Dean, it's not good. Of the ten bags of panda blood left in Curry, there is only one bag. It was taken by another leukemia patient for first aid." The nurse said in a panic as soon as she entered the operating room.

The entire operating room was immediately in a tense and dignified atmosphere.

"Too bad, the patient's bleeding tendency can't be stopped for the time being. The wound is too big, and a bag of blood may not be enough. You go out and tell Fu Shao about the situation. He should have a solution." Panda Panda Xue ordered.

The nurse nodded and turned to leave the operating room.

"Mr. Fu, Ms. Mo's current situation is very special and she needs a blood transfusion, but her blood is RH-negative blood, and we only have one bag of RH-negative blood in our warehouse. The dean asked Mr. Fu for help." The nurse looked at Fu Qingyuan His complexion was getting worse and worse, and he didn't dare to continue speaking.

While Nachuan and Helian Baimu were surprised, they also felt dignified, because Fu Qingyuan's blood was also RH negative.

RH negative blood is commonly known as panda blood, and you can tell how precious this blood is from the words. Because of Fu Qingyuan's special status, few people around him know that he has this blood type, and once people find out, the consequences will be disastrous.

"You go in and ask the dean to come out now." Fu Qingyuan's eyes were dark, and a dark aura surrounded his whole body.

The dean who received the order came out immediately, and the position of the chief surgeon was handed over to the deputy.

"Get ready." Fu Qingyuan coldly dropped these words and turned to leave.

The dean immediately understood the meaning of Fu Qingyuan's words, and followed Fu Qingyuan non-stop.

The dean is one of the people who knows Fu Qingyuan's blood type. This hospital is a branch of the Fu family's production chain. It exists in several countries, and they all reserve the blood type of panda blood for Fu Qingyuan's emergency needs.

In the ward

"How's her situation?" Fu Qingyuan asked in a deep voice, he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry, and there was indeed some joy in his heart.

"Ms. Mo's congenital heart disease should have been well taken care of when she was a child, so it has been stable in the early stage, but there was a long period of time in the middle, it can be said that it fluctuated greatly for several years, and she often fell ill. He should be nursing now." The dean said cautiously, his eyes glanced at the expression on Fu Qingyuan's face from time to time, and the action of drawing blood from his hand was also trembling, for fear that the master would lose his temper.

Fu Qingyuan looked at the bright red blood flowing out of his arm, and then heard what the dean said. He felt a little uncomfortable. He clearly remembered these few words in his heart for several years, and his heart ached.

Three hours later, the red light in the operating room turned green.

Mo Zishu lay very quietly in the ward, and could even hear her breathing clearly.

Standing in the corner, Na Chuan's heart ached a little, and the tip of his nose was sore. It was obvious that before this, he was still standing in front of him, and he would never be able to repay what he owed her for the rest of his life.

"Let's go." Helian Baimu was grateful for Mo Zishu's attitude, but at the same time felt a little distressed.

Fu Qingyuan just sat quietly by Mo Zishu's bed alone like that, motionless like a statue, his usually unfathomable and sharp eyes were like knives, but at this moment there was only deep blackness and helplessness flowing.

In this way, Fu Qingyuan stayed in the ward for two hours. Since the transfusion of [-] milliliters of blood, his face was a little pale. Up to now, he hasn't had a drop of water or eaten any food. He just wants to wait for Mo Zishu to wake up .

"Ahem, I want to drink water, Fu Qingyuan." The first thing Mo Zishu saw when she woke up was the white walls and the pungent smell of disinfectant. Peace of mind.

"Okay." Fu Qingyuan's eyes burst into great surprise, and he got up quickly to get a glass of warm water for Mo Zishu.

"How do you feel?" Fu Qingyuan asked cautiously after watching Mo Zishu take a few sips of water.

"It's okay, Na Chuan, let him come in." Mo Zishu pulled a pale smile, her tone was as gentle as a feather falling on her face.

Fu Qingyuan frowned, he really didn't want to see Nachuan now, but he still accepted his fate.

After Na Chuan came in, he didn't dare to take a breath, he could only stare at Mo Zishu and his boss cautiously, with the sharp edge behind him.

"Buy some blood-enriching food for your boss." Mo Zishu didn't look at Fu Qingyuan when she said this, she knew in her heart that the face of a person before fainting was still normal, and it was impossible for her to turn pale after a few hours As paper, the only explanation is that she was transfused with blood.

Fu Qingyuan's mood improved instantly when he heard these words, even the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, and there was a hint of joy between his brows.

"Okay." Nachuan was eager to get out of the ward quickly, the boss' breath was really terrifying.

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