Chapter 298: Chapter 298: Mr. Bo Rushes Over a Thousand Miles in the Dead of Night
Gu Qiusha glanced at Xi Rubao on the operating table, who had fallen into a coma once again.
If it’s really as the doctor said, with insufficient blood supply soon, she really has to find Xi Yuanshan.
After all, if the two of them can alternate in transfusing blood to Xi Rubao, the supply might last a bit longer.
Her blood alone is indeed not enough to last until someone can fetch blood from the blood bank.
Zuzi’s gaze deepened slightly as she gently reminded near her ear, "He’s just upstairs, only a short step away."
Indeed, it’s just a matter of taking a step, so what’s there to hesitate about?
No matter how much she didn’t want to see that scumbag, for the child’s sake, what’s the harm in going once?
Gu Qiusha decisively walked out of the operating room, almost bumping into the glass door in her rush: "Zuzi, you look after your sister then..."
Zuzi’s red lips slightly curled up: "Mmm, Xiao Sha, hold on."
Hold on.
Hold on.
Gu Qiusha took a deep breath, straightened her back, and entered the corridor elevator.
It was the scumbag who made the mistake, so why should she be afraid to see him?
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After Gu Qiusha left.
Zuzi’s watch vibrated.
It was a message from Wu Qianman, asking where she was. The event at the bar was over, and he couldn’t find her, which made him a bit worried.
After replying, Zuzi finally noticed that while Xi Rubao had been holding her finger, she missed Bao Gucheng’s earlier messages—
"Why are you no longer at the bar?"
"Did something happen?"
"I’m coming to find you now."
"I’m on the plane."
Zuzi raised her eyebrows slightly, oh, the boy is coming over?
Her red lips couldn’t help but form a slight curve: "He’s so busy and it’s embarrassing to make him come all the way..."
It’s all the ancestor’s fault for handling the little grass fish earlier and not checking the messages.
The little crow slyly covered its mouth with its paw: Ancestor, even if you saw the messages, would you stop the boy from coming thousands of miles to bring comfort?
Fu Xiqin agreed, covering its mouth too: No way! Maybe the ancestor would even send us brothers to pick him up!
For the first time, the little crow felt Fu Xiqin’s talkative intelligence was finally online, and it high-fived it.
Zuzi rubbed her screen.
Just as she was considering how to reply to Bao Gucheng, who was already halfway there, she heard a nurse in the operating room suddenly scream, "Multiple blood clots are forming in the patient’s blood vessels! It’s too late, even a transfusion won’t save her now!"
The emergency doctor, looking seasoned and unsurprised, said, "What did I say earlier? This patient’s family just doesn’t believe in evil and insisted on messing around. I told you it’s not savable, it’s not savable. Blood clots block the vessels, and in no time, there’s no life. My twenty years of medical experience aren’t for nothing; can’t I tell who can live and who can die?"
Zuzi lowered her wrist, her gaze tinged with a faint starry glow, "Kid, you really can’t see that."
The over-fifty emergency doctor: "..."
Being called a kid by a girl no older than eighteen?!
He almost choked: "I’m a doctor and I can’t see it? Can you, a patient’s family member, determine the severity of the condition?"
"Mmm." Zuzi casually responded, extending a jade-like finger, placing it in the soft palm of Xi Rubao, letting the little grass fish hold it.
The little grass fish’s soul had been drawn by the Black and White Impermanence, somewhat unsteady and relying on her immortal power to stay together.
Earlier, when trying to reply to Bao Gucheng’s message, she withdrew her finger, causing the little grass fish’s divine soul to scatter a bit, unable to hold the blood, and even clots formed.
At this moment, the Laogong point (also called Ghost Road) in the little grass fish’s palm, touched Zuzi’s jade finger.
The emergency doctor frowned and started shooing people away, "No unauthorized personnel in the operating room, get out!"