Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"The fetus has moved, but it hasn't reached the point of miscarriage. The most dangerous thing is her legs. I'm afraid she won't be able to save them." Wen Lao said, not wanting to deceive her.

As Xiao Ran listened, his throat tightened and he couldn't make any sound at all.

Looking at her lying on the operating table, he grabbed the hands of Wen Lao and Wenshui and almost knelt down, saying, "I beg you, please save her."

"I can't imagine that she is still so young. If she loses a leg, I'm afraid she won't have the courage to live." Xiao Ran said in a low voice.

As the commander of the Xiao family army, he never bowed his head and talked to others.

Even the president at the time couldn't make him keep his head down. Now he gave up all his dignity and status for Mo Yangxue.

"You kid, what are you doing?" Wen Lao quickly supported him.

The bleeding has stopped, but the situation is not optimistic.

Without finding a blood donor, Mo Yangxue's life is in danger, and it may even happen at any time...

"Not good." Wenshui stared at her heart rate chart, his face changed drastically, he strode forward, stretched out his hand to press her chest, and said, "Grandpa, hurry up."

There was chaos in the operating room, and Xiao Ran was alone there, realizing that he was useless.

I want to help, but I don’t know what to do and I can’t help.

"Mo Yangxue, no matter what you become in the future, you must live strong, for me and for the sake of the children." Xiao Ran said in a deep voice.

His eyes fell on her leg. Looking at the situation, he could not save the leg.

"I'm going to see if anyone is here." Xiao Ran held Mo Yangxue's hand and said to her in a very soft voice: "You must be strong, Mo Yangxue, you must survive."

Xiao Ran left in a hurry, wanting to see if anyone with a matching blood type was there.

He couldn't wait any longer, but he didn't expect that when he walked out of the operating room, he saw Lian Ruoqing standing there. Everyone was shocked.

"It's me." Lian Ruoqing said.

Gu Chuyan looked at Lian Ruoqing and said in disbelief: "Are you the girl who donated blood?"

"It's me." Lian Ruoqing nodded, she smiled bitterly and said, "Gu Chengdong didn't allow me to donate blood, so I changed my name to Mr. Chengdong."

"...."

"Pregnant women cannot have blood transfusions." At this time, the doctor reminded them.

Lian Ruoqing stepped forward, pushed the doctor away, took off Xiao Ran's clothing and put it on, and said, "I can do it."

"Pregnant people will die from blood transfusions." The doctor was shocked. He had never seen such a desperate person.

Lian Ruoqing turned around and looked at them. She said very firmly: "I said I can, and I can! There is a camera here. Whatever I say, I will be responsible for it and will not implicate anyone."

"Tell Gu Chengdong that I want to be an independent woman!" Lian Ruoqing said.

She pushed the door open and walked into the operating room without looking back. The moment the door closed softly, Gu Chuyan rushed over, but unfortunately it was too late.

"Lian Ruoqing." She patted the door of the operating room, and Xiao Mohan reached out and hugged her from behind, holding her tightly in his arms.

Mo Yangxue's five fathers stood there dumbfounded, looking at Lian Ruoqing's figure and whispering: "How can her blood type be suitable? Impossible."

"Unless she is..."

"It can't be such a coincidence, it's too much of a coincidence."

Xiao Yiyan stood there, holding the corners of her clothes tightly with her little hands, looking at these adults uneasily, feeling that the atmosphere was not right, so she stood obediently and did not dare to say anything.

After hearing the five fathers talking, she asked in a sweet voice, "Why is it impossible?"

"Because..." They stopped talking and did not continue.