My Guardian Mr Bo

The Rh blood type is divided into yin and yang. Fu Jiu remembers that Rong Bei is one of them.

Her opening instantly caught everyone's attention, including Bo Yan.

Rong Bei raised his eyes, his face tense, and he didn't know when to hold his hands tightly. He seemed to spit out a few words very hard, "I am... positive, mismatch, it will cause a hemolytic transfusion reaction."

Bo Yan's eyes were red, and he looked at him and wanted to drink his blood. If it weren't for this man, how could An Ge'er have an accident!

Bo Yan was irritable and wanted to shoot again, but Su Chen, who had not spoken, frowned and raised his hand, "Wait, she still has help."

As soon as the voice fell, everyone was shocked again.

Even Rong Bei was slightly surprised.

Hemorrhage, special blood type, ruptured spleen, no direct blood relatives, how can I save...! ?

"Take me in for a blood transfusion. I am Rh negative."

He said in a deep voice, and regardless of the faces of the people, he directly followed the nurse in.

In fact, when Su Chen heard An Ge'er's blood type again, he had already counted it in his heart. The spleen was ruptured, and it could save his life if it was removed or sutured. The reason for the silence for a while was just that he didn't expect An Ge'er's blood type. Will be the same as him.

After all, people with this rare blood type account for only 15% of the total.

But Bo Yan followed in anxiously. He was put on sterile clothes and looked at the bloodless little man lying on the operating table in the emergency room with a layer of glass in front of him. His face was pale, and the cold shadowless light projected. In the center where the operation was performed, there was a blur of blood.

Bo Yan saw pain in his heart, but he did not dare to remove his eyes.

At this time, the person who was performing surgery on her was not someone else, but Ye Che.

When they first arrived, the attending physician said that he would cut the spleen. Ye Che, who came later, threw it out. He would cut it if his technique was not good enough. He would not cut it unless he had a last resort, as long as the blood supply was up. , The effect of his personal stitching is not a big problem.

It's just that at the beginning, he didn't know what was going on. Ye Che didn't dare to let Bo Yan come in and waited outside. Now seeing him come in, he could only see that his eyebrows were slightly condensed while wearing a mask.

The nurse was matching the blood type. After the test, the blood type was successfully matched, and with a gesture of compliance, Ye Che just glanced at the figure of the blood donation man who came in.

Although I don't know where the man was found, but when he saw the blood type match, he turned his head back to the thin glass outside and closed his head slightly to signal him to feel relieved.

As time passed, Su Chen stepped onto another operating table. The needle tube had been inserted into the blood vessel. A steady stream of blood was flowing along the blood vessel into the blood vessel on the back of her hand, slowly flowing into the whole body.

Turning his head, looking at An Ge'er's pale face, at that moment, he didn't know what it felt like.

An Ge'er has his own family, parents, relatives, and he is just a...

It seemed that it was just a coincidence.

She can be Jane, what else is impossible in this world?

An hour later, Su Chen and An Ge'er were finally pushed out of the emergency room and sent to the VIP intensive care unit. Su Chen fell into a coma for a period of time because of too much blood transfusion. The problem was not serious. The bullet on An Ge'er The spleen is taken out and sutured. It is estimated that it will take one or two months to cultivate.

However, Ye Che took off his clothes from the emergency room and said the first sentence was not her injury, but frowned and asked——