Bao Gucheng’s heart eased slightly.
However, the mont he saw Xi Rubao’s blood-stained hand tightly gripping Zuzi’s delicate fingers, Bao Gucheng’s expression darkened imdiately.
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 eting, 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 shaless 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 ergency 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 n 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 ergency doctor saw so many top dical 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 mont 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 ergency doctor stamred 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 mbers was, far more impressive than that half-dead Nangong ng just now!
This evening, he’s afraid he might really have to go stay in the morgue to calm down the patient’s family mbers’ 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 it was a small matter? Sothing this big happened, and you didn’t tell ?" Bao Gucheng’s tone was slightly deep, but his eyes were filled with concern rather than bla.
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 mont: "Okay, I’ll tell you next ti."
"Dare to have a next ti?"
"Hmm, alright, no next ti."
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 ti."
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 imdiately.
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 ti 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."
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