Will was asked by Song Yunxuan. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Xiao Luo's blood type is different from ordinary people. He is Rh-negative."
Hearing this, Song Yunxuan was stunned for a moment.
This kind of blood type was naturally rare. According to the statistical probability, only three people in one thousand had this kind of blood type.
Xiao Luo was seriously injured and lost too much blood. No matter which hospital he went to, he needed blood transfusion.
But …
"There is no Rh-negative blood bank in Marie Hospital in Harbor City. The only one with Rh-negative blood is Chyna Hospital."
Yes, Chyna Hospital, which was the best in all aspects, was the best hospital for Xiao Luo.
However, if Xiao Luo's two uncles knew that Xiao Luo's blood type was rare, they would definitely wait in Chyna Hospital where Xiao Luo went.
Now Xiao Luo was seriously injured. Blood transfusion was a top priority. If his two uncles wanted to kill Xiao Luo, they didn't need other means. It was enough to exhaust the Rh-negative blood bank in Chyna Hospital.
Will seemed to think of this. He gritted his teeth, "In any case, we should send him to Chyna Hospital first."
Song Yunxuan nodded, "I think so too."
Send Xiao Luo to the hospital, and then find a way to give him blood transfusion.
However, in Harbor City, was there anyone with the same blood type as Xiao Luo?
She frowned and felt a little uneasy.
Xiao Luo's face was pale. When the car was moving forward, he coughed a few times. The blood on the corner of his mouth oozed out.
Song Yunxuan's eyebrows began to wrinkle tighter and tighter. Her voice was a little cold, "Who beat Loki?"
Will's mouth was also broken. There was blood flowing into his mouth. Hearing Song Yunxuan's question, he licked his lips with his tongue and spat the blood out of the window. He turned to look at Xiao Luo, "It's Black Dragon from Black Dragon Street."
Song Yunxuan nodded, "That's a famous person on Black Dragon Street."
Black Dragon couldn't be driven by ordinary people.
The abilities of the two brothers of the Xiao Family were indeed greater than she had imagined.
Chyna Hospital was sponsored by Chu Mochen. As soon as Chu Mochen entered the front hall of the hospital, a doctor guide greeted him, "Mr. Chu."
"Emergency."
"I'll arrange it immediately."
The medical guide was not a stranger to Song Yunxuan. But when he saw Song Yunxuan supporting a boy whose face was blurred with blood, he took another look at Song Yunxuan.
Song Yunxuan supported Xiao Luo. Xiao Luo's hand grasped her hand tightly. His fingers were so tight that it seemed that if he let go, he would never be able to hold her hand again.
Song Yunxuan comforts him in his ear, "Does it hurt? Bear with it, I'll bandage it for you right away. "
Xiao Luo's eyes were covered by blood. Under his long eyelashes, his eyes were a little dazed.
Song Yunxuan held his hand tightly as if she wanted to give all her strength to him. Her voice was also gentle, "Bear with it. Bear with it a little bit. If it hurts, hold my hand tightly."
Knowing that Chu Mochen came with an injured patient, the doctor immediately organized an emergency doctor to come and see the patient.
The doctor was one of the better doctors in Hina Hospital. After seeing Xiao Luo's injury, the first thing he said was, "He has lost too much blood. He needs a blood transfusion immediately. Hurry up and go for a test."
Song Yunxuan's eyelids twitched. Even without a test, she had already known Xiao Luo's blood type from Will's mouth.
If the Rh-negative blood in Hina Hospital had been used up, where could she find Rh-negative blood for Xiao Luo's blood transfusion?
She had some lingering fear in her heart, but she could only hold on.
The doctor and the nurse pushed Xiao Luo into the operating room to clean and bandage the wound. Xiao Luo firmly grasped Song Yunxuan's fingers all the way into the operating room, just like a child grasping an adult's fingers. He grasped tightly, helplessly and stubbornly, and would not let go no matter what.
The doctor's head was covered with a thin layer of sweat. He wore a mask on his face and said to Song Yunxuan, "Miss, please let go of the patient. The patient needs to go to the operating room to bandage."
Song Yunxuan looked down and saw that Xiao Luo's fingers were stained with blood. She refused to let go of him. She bent down and whispered in Xiao Luo's ear, "Do you need me to accompany you into the operating room?"
Xiao Luo's consciousness was a little disoriented, and his fingers gradually loosened.
Song Yunxuan nodded, "I'll wait for you outside."
Xiao Luo seemed to hear her voice. His fingers suddenly grasped her fingers and whispered, "Don't go …"
Song Yunxuan was slightly stunned. She looked at her fingers being grasped and listened carefully to Xiao Luo's words.
Xiao Luo still whispered, "Don't go … Don't leave me … Don't go …"
The last two words seemed to be with a helpless cry. Song Yunxuan's heart was inexplicably stabbed.
Xiao Luo's voice was lonely and helpless, just like a child.
His fingers grasped her hand firmly. She remembered that Gu Yi also liked to grasp her fingers when he was young.
She was Gu Yi's mother, but she did not put her eldest son in the palm of her hand like other mothers.
She was busy with work and the expansion of Gu's. She wished she could spend all her time running the huge family business left by her father.
Therefore, she neglected her only son.
When Gu Yi was very young, when he was still in swaddling clothes, he would clench his small fists. When she reached out to tease him in the cradle, he could always accurately grasp his mother's fingers and clench them with his small fists.
Gu Yi's eyes were so bright. There were no impurities in his bright eyes. They were full of reflection of his mother.
However, the son who would always grasp her fingers, the son who should have grown up with her, now made her unable to touch him.
Her heart seemed to be grasped by someone fiercely, and it was so painful that she could not breathe.
Seeing that her fingers were grasped by Xiao Luo, Chu Mochen stepped forward to release Xiao Luo's hand.
But Song Yunxuan grabbed Xiao Luo's fingers, "I will accompany him into the operating room."
The doctor was stunned and said awkwardly, "Miss, the patient's family is not allowed to accompany in the operating room."
"His hand refused to let go of me."
She opened her lips, and her words were clear.
However, Chu Mochen knew that this was just an excuse. Song Yunxuan's eyes looked at Xiao Luo, and her eyes were full of emotions, which made him jealous.
However, he did not want to stop her.
The doctor felt embarrassed.
Song Yunxuan turned to look at Chu Mochen, "Can I accompany him in?"
Chu Mochen's lips were slightly straight, and his lips were thin and cold. A pair of black eyes fixed on her, as if he wanted to see some other feelings from her eyes.
However, the feelings in Song Yunxuan's eyes were pure and simple.
When she faced him, her eyes were always so complicated that he could not see her intention. But she seemed to just care about Xiao Luo.
"Go in."
He softly spat out three words.
Hearing this, the doctor acquiesced in Song Yunxuan's following. He just told the nurse, "Prepare one more set of sterilized surgical clothes."
The nurse turned around to prepare.
The person who pushed the roller-skate bed opened the door of the operating room and pushed Xiao Luo in.
Song Yunxuan also entered the operating room with the bed. When passing by Chu Mochen, she thanked him gently, "Thank you."
Thank you for letting me accompany Xiao Luo.
He should be afraid of loneliness.
It seemed that he had been lonely all the time.
Although she did not know what kind of pain Xiao Luo had suffered for so many years, she knew that he had not lived a good life.
A child who had lost his mother and father was only loved by his grandfather. Unfortunately, both of his uncles regarded him as a thorn in their eyes and wished to get rid of him quickly.
The door of the operating room slowly closed, and Song Yunxuan's figure disappeared from Chu Mochen's sight.
Chu Mochen's assistant hurried over. Seeing Song Yunxuan enter the door, he was surprised and doubtful, "Childe Chu, Miss Song is …"
"Let's wait for her." Chu Mochen's voice was steady, and there was no special emotion on his face.
The assistant was a little puzzled. How could the young master of Xiao Family have some connection with Miss Song, or the kind that was unclear and unclear?
Why did Childe Chu let Miss Song follow him in?
Even if he was a tolerant man, he was too tolerant to watch his woman follow another man into the operating room and hold the other's hand tightly.
The assistant's doubts were not reduced.
Chu Mochen's eyes were calm, and no one could see any emotion in his deep well-like Spectral Eyes.
The red light of the operating room was on.
The smell of disinfectant in the corridor was still pungent.
Someone was rhythmically tapping on the floor with ten-centimeter high heels, getting closer and closer to the operating room.
The person wore a dark red lace dress, with slender legs, and a white seaweed shawl on her shoulders gracefully. She wore black gloves on her hands, and she was as luxurious, steady and elegant as ever.
The woman smiled slightly, and opened her lips meaningfully, "Did Loki enter the operating room by himself?"
Chu Mochen looked at her, and his thin lips were cold, "Song Yunxuan accompanied him in."
"No wonder." She took off the black gloves on her left hand and handed them to the tall and handsome white assistant beside her. Her tone was intriguing, "After all, blood is thicker than water."
The assistant beside Chu Mochen was stunned.
Chu Mochen's eyes were much sharper.
She deserved to be the head of Lu Family in Harbor City. She was careful at every step, sat on the mountain and watched the tigers fight. She disturbed everything in Harbor City, but still carried out her purpose accurately.
What did she want to do?
If she wanted to get Xiao Family, wouldn't it be much better to let Loki take over than to let Song Yunxuan take over?
If Song Yunxuan took over Xiao Family, how could she easily let Xiao Family become the puppet of Lu Family?
His thin lips were like a blade, and his eyes were sharp and cold.
Lu Xia slightly raised her eyebrows, as if she could read the hostility in his eyes. She curved her lips slightly, full of charm, "It's rare to meet you here in the busy schedule. If Childe Chu doesn't mind, can I invite you to have a cup of tea?"
The saying of having a cup of tea always avoided the important and dwelled on the trivial.
But in fact, this cup of tea might lead to the Frost Blade and Blood Sword.
Especially, it was still the case that both sides were fighting for one person.
Lu Xia's red lips were slightly curved. After taking a deep look at him, she turned around and left first.
Chu Mochen stood where he was. His long and narrow eyes slightly narrowed, and then he stepped forward.
The corridor returned to silence for a while.
In the operating room with the red light on, the operation was carried out in an orderly manner.
However, Xiao Luo's fingers were sweating profusely.
Even if Song Yunxuan wanted to hold him tightly and give him strength.
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