My Little Mom Is The Richest Man

It was painful and unbearable for ordinary people. He was also an ordinary person, but the expression on his face was too few to express his feelings. Two rolls of yarn were torn by him and tied to his arm, so I can't let it bleed like this.

Wang Fuqu turned to the doctor and said, "How many tranquilizers did you give her?"

"It's about three times as usual. After the bone marrow transplantation, her body will definitely not be able to accept the dying bone marrow, so we simply doubled the amount of medicine so that she can die safely without suffering."

After the doctor finished speaking, Wang Fuqu quietly looked at Mu Xue in front of her. Her breathing was normal, but the interval between her breaths was very long, as if time had no effect on her. Wang Fuqu knew that this was the effect of a tranquilizer.

After the tranquilizer's effect, the organs used by Mu Xue would move at the slowest speed, until the blood supply from the heart was not enough to transport to other organs, the organs of the body began to damage, and finally died quietly on the operating table.

"Is there a blood exchange device here?" Wang Fuqu suddenly turned to look at the doctor. The doctor was startled by him, and then he said stammarily, "Yes."

"So I can exchange her blood, and clean her blood with tranquilizers!" The doctor looked at him in horror. Of course he could do this, but if he wants to exchange the blood, whose blood should he change? There are only two people here who can exchange blood.

Either use the blood of the nurse beside him or use his. Wang Fuqu pushed him away and walked out of the operating room. He found a grenade from a soldier and placed it at the door, tied with a thin thread, and sealed the door of the operating room with a thin thread.

He looked at the nurse lying on the ground, and continued to do his own thing in his hands, with a fluke on the doctor's face. But Wang Fuqu's words surprised him a bit, staring at Wang Fuqu in amazement.

"Using my blood for the operation. You are a doctor. Only you can perform this operation here. But I don’t believe you, so you don’t want to escape during the operation. The thin line on the door only needs to touch a little bit. Will detonate grenades."

"If you don't want to stay and be buried with us, just stay here obediently." Wang Fuqu pulled out a moving hospital bed in the corner of the operating room and placed it beside Mu Xue.

The blood exchange machine was behind them, and every time Yang Zhen replaced an organ, he would draw out some of his own blood and enter it into fresh blood.

Wang Fuqu lay on the hospital bed and pointed the submachine gun at the doctor with one hand. He wanted to make sure that the operation was completed smoothly. The doctor skillfully inserted the needle into Mu Xue's vein, and when he was about to inject a tranquilizer into Wang Fuqu, he stopped it.

"You don't need to take a tranquilizer, you just have the operation." The doctor said hurriedly, "If you don't inject a tranquilizer, I'm afraid you will not be able to bear it during the operation!"

"It doesn't matter, I need a sober brain." Wang Fu said with a curved surface as usual. The doctor only thought this man was strange, but he didn't dare to say anything. After all, his life is still in his hands.

The needle tube on the other side of the blood exchange instrument was inserted into Wang Fuqu's artery, and the slightly purple-black blood slowly flowed from Mu Xue's body into Wang Fuqu's body, while the bright red blood from Wang Fuqu's body flowed into Mu Xue's body.

There was a violent explosion outside the room. Many soldiers outside did not have the key to open the door. They had no choice but to blast and demolish the door, but it was all in vain. No matter how they blasted, the door still stood on it.

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