Chapter 300: Chapter 300: The man’s strong and forceful arms; the little ancestor pouts and admits mistakes without correcting them
Bao Gucheng’s heart eased slightly.
However, the moment he saw Xi Rubao’s blood-stained hand tightly gripping Zuzi’s delicate fingers, Bao Gucheng’s expression darkened immediately.
Originally, he flew over tonight to surprise the little woman with a date. Now, because of Xi Rubao’s suicide attempt, the date was changed to a hospital meeting, which already annoyed him enough.
And this Xi Rubao, even on the brink of death, still took advantage of his little woman?
What kind of shameless sister is this, lying on the operating table and still holding on to his little woman, he wouldn’t allow that.
Not even allowed to touch a finger!
Bao Gucheng stepped forward and unobtrusively held Zuzi’s wrist: "I have already arranged for a sufficient amount of blood, and both the dean of Qingcheng Grade A hospital and the director of the emergency center have been summoned. Let the professionals handle the professional stuff. Miss Zuzi, you should rest a bit."
Zuzi saw the blood transferred from the blood bank had arrived, and a group of elderly men in white coats crowded in behind Bao Gucheng.
She nodded and released her fingers: "Alright."
As for the blood transfusion, indeed Ancestor wasn’t skilled at it, leaving it to these kids was fine.
The emergency doctor saw so many top medical experts from the entire city unexpectedly crowding in, his eyes almost bulged out: "Dean Sun... Dean Xu... Dean Zhao... Director Qiu... Director Liu..."
He stuttered as he greeted them.
He felt like he wasn’t in an operating room at that moment but at a high-end academic conference, only to have the chance to see so many gathered experts.
The matched blood was quickly transfused into Xi Rubao’s body.
The emergency doctor stammered while reporting the previous test results, occasionally sneaking glances at Zuzi and Bao Gucheng, thinking to himself what on earth the background of these patient’s family members was, far more impressive than that half-dead Nangong Meng just now!
This evening, he’s afraid he might really have to go stay in the morgue to calm down the patient’s family members’ emotions!
Bao Gucheng held Zuzi’s small hand, moving away from the operating table so those deans and directors could consult.
"And you still told me it was a small matter? Something this big happened, and you didn’t tell me?" Bao Gucheng’s tone was slightly deep, but his eyes were filled with concern rather than blame.
Zuzi gently leaned closer to the man’s strong and powerful arm, inhaling that familiar fresh yet comforting scent, being exceedingly well-behaved at that moment: "Okay, I’ll tell you next time."
"Dare to have a next time?"
"Hmm, alright, no next time."
The man looked at her lazy and coquettish expression, as if she wasn’t admitting fault but clearly saying, "Sorry, I was wrong, but I dare next time."
His large hand lifted, his thumb and middle finger wanting to flick that fair little forehead to give her a lesson so that in the future she wouldn’t hide anything, must report and seek his help immediately.
But as it was about to touch her forehead, he softened even more, his long fingers gently sliding down her long hair by her temple, ultimately just lightly caressing her ink-black tresses.
He sighed deeply.
How could he bear to punish her?
Outside the window, the little raven and Fu Xiqin both let out a breath: Gosh, just now if that flick had landed on Ancestor’s forehead, this pretty long finger of the boy might be wasted, Ancestor is definitely not to be offended, oh!
Not a drop of blood, not even a touch allowed!
Luckily, the boy repented halfway and didn’t act rashly, what a relief.
Zuzi lifted her chin, gazing at the sighing man, and smiled charmingly: "Xiao Chenger, this time was pretty good, you saved a life, that’s better than constructing a seven-story pagoda!"
Bao Gucheng’s Adam’s apple bobbed: "I don’t care about others’ lives, as long as you’re okay."