The CEO's wife, suffering from terminal cancer, is filled with regret!

"Xiao Li, immediately contact all the top-tier hospitals to check medical records and see if there is any pathological information about Ji Nanchen."

"Yes."

The nurse readily agreed and immediately turned to leave.

She felt deep sympathy for the patient, who was now on the verge of death, and even his family members didn't know the specifics of his condition.

Not long after the nurse left, another doctor said in a deep voice, "This is bad. The patient is experiencing severe bleeding, and all of his vital signs are declining."

"Quickly, get Rh-negative type O blood from other hospitals immediately."

Upon hearing this, the nurse hurriedly pushed open the emergency room door and ran outside.

Outside the operating room, Shen Zhixia saw a nurse come out and couldn't help but follow behind her, asking, "How is he now?"

"The patient's condition is critical. The bleeding has not stopped. He also has a rare blood type, and the hospital does not have enough plasma that matches his blood type. We are currently borrowing plasma from other hospitals' blood banks."

After saying this, the nurse left in a hurry, without having time to comfort the patient's family.

Shen Zhixia suddenly turned her head to look at the operating room door, her hands clenched into fists at her sides.

Ji Nanchen, you are not allowed to die without my permission!

Just then, her phone, which was in her pocket, suddenly rang with a familiar ringtone.

That special ringtone was something she set specifically for Xu Jin.

Shen Zhixia froze for a moment, then immediately answered the phone.

As soon as the call connected, Xu Jin's worried voice came through the phone, "Xiaxia, how is Nan Chen... how is he now?"

"The person is still in the emergency room."

After Shen Zhixia answered those words in a hoarse voice, her hand holding the phone suddenly tightened involuntarily.

The image of the nurse hurrying away not long ago, along with her words, suddenly surfaced in her mind.

"The patient's condition is critical. The hospital does not have enough plasma that matches his blood type, and we are currently borrowing plasma from other hospitals' blood banks."

The image of Ji Nanchen bleeding profusely flashed through Shen Zhixia's mind, still filling her with fear and unease.

She originally wanted to smash Ji Nanchen just to teach him a lesson, but she doesn't know why things turned out this way...

After regaining her senses, Shen Zhixia lowered her eyelids and asked with some difficulty, "Xu Jin, how are you feeling right now? Can you manage to come to the hospital?"

Xu Jin was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized what Shen Zhixia was about to say.

He tightened his grip on his phone and said before she could, "Xiaxia, my blood type is the same as Nanchen's. Nanchen was able to donate blood to save me before, and now I can donate blood to him!"

"Xu Jin, thank you."

Upon hearing Shen Zhixia's visibly relieved tone, Xu Jin gripped his phone tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.

It turns out that Shen Zhixia cares about Ji Nanchen so much.

His face was very pale, but his words remained as gentle as ever, even carrying a hint of anxiety.

"Xiaxia, don't say that. Nanchen has saved me so many times, it's only right that I save him this time."

After enduring the nausea, Xu Jin finished speaking, then clenched and unclenched her other hand at her side. "Okay, Xiaxia, send me the hospital's location right now, I'll head over there."

"it is good."

Shen Zhixia responded hoarsely and then hung up the phone.

Once Xu Jin arrives, Ji Nanchen's life will be more secure, ensuring he won't die.

Inside the villa, after hanging up the phone, Xu Jin raised her hand to touch the bandaged wound on her forehead.

"Ji Nanchen, what you owe me, I will take back from you one day, tenfold."

After taking a few deep breaths, Xu Jin immediately pretended to be extremely anxious and found Wang Ma, "Wang Ma, is Uncle Wang in the villa now?"

“Nan Chen’s condition at the hospital is critical. I have to get there as soon as possible. If he needs my blood, I can donate blood to him in time and save his life.”

Wang Ma was stunned for a moment, somewhat surprised that Xu Jin, the male mistress, would be so kind as to rush to the hospital to save Mr. Ji.

But she didn't show it at all. "Mr. Xu, Old Wang is on standby in the garden behind the villa. I'll go and call him to drive you to the hospital right now."

Not long after, Uncle Wang drove his luxury car to the front of the villa.

After getting into the car with a hurried expression, Xu Jin said to Wang Ma before leaving, "Wang Ma, don't worry too much, Nan Chen will be fine."

Wang Ma nodded, and was about to speak in agreement when Xu Jin turned to look at Uncle Wang sitting in the driver's seat.

"Uncle Wang, please drive faster, Nan Chen is still waiting for me at the hospital."

Although Xu Jin said that, in reality, he secretly hoped that they would encounter a traffic jam on their way there, and that Ji Nanchen would die from excessive blood loss!

In the emergency room, I felt a little lightheaded, and the pain seemed to have subsided.

A nurse who was constantly monitoring my vital signs suddenly turned to the doctor with an anxious expression, "Oh no, the patient has ventricular fibrillation."

The attending physician's expression changed, and he said sternly, "Prepare for defibrillation immediately."

"But...but the patient's condition is very poor, what if they can't withstand defibrillation?"

Another doctor asked hesitantly, his eyes filled with solemnity.

The attending physician said in a deep voice, "There is no other way now. We can only do our best to save the patient's life."

Is there no other way?

I watched everything that was happening in the operating room with my eyes half-open, my fingers trembling slightly.

Actually, whether I'm alive or dead, it doesn't seem to mean much to me.

For some reason, the images of many people suddenly floated into my mind: Meng Jinghuai, Su Jinyun, Teacher Li Jingtao, many children in the Happiness Orphanage, and many other people.

People on TV often have these kinds of flashbacks before they die; I guess I'm going to die soon too.

Outside the emergency room.

Xu Jin ran towards Shen Zhixia with unsteady steps, her face full of worry.

"Xiaxia, how is Nanchen now? Is he still in danger?"

"No."

Shen Zhixia shook her head slightly, staring at the light at the entrance of the emergency room, her eyes never leaving it for a moment.

Xu Jin stood beside her, pressed her temples hard, but still couldn't help feeling dizzy and her body swayed to the side.

Fortunately, Shen Zhixia reached out and supported his arm in time. "Are you alright?"

"It's nothing. I'm probably just a little dizzy from losing too much blood. I rushed here in such a hurry that my head feels heavy and the world is spinning in front of me."

Xu Jin spoke cryptically, but every word he uttered implied that Ji Nanchen had smashed him up like this, and that not only did he not hold it against him, but he also rushed over despite his injuries to donate blood, fearing that something might happen to him.

He's so kind; all those slanderous things Ji Nanchen said about him must be lies.