Bo Yucheng felt like a basin of cold water was poured on his head.
He clutched the report in his hand tightly, the veins on his arms bulged, and his eyes were filled with scarlet bloodshot eyes.
"Master Bo..." Wen Le tried cautiously, "Let's sign it. Otherwise, if the doctor is unable to continue the operation, the young lady's condition may become even more dangerous..."
Hearing this, Bo Yucheng suddenly raised his eyes.
He immediately took the critical illness notice from the doctor's hand, looked at every ink word printed on the white paper, and carefully read all the possible major risks...
The originally dark eyes were even more lifeless and cold.
"Give me the pen." After a while, he slowly opened his lips.
Wen Le immediately took out a pen from his pocket and handed it to him. Bo Yucheng held the pen tightly in his big palm. He raised his eyes and looked at the door of the operating room, making up his mind and preparing to sign...
"Excuse me, is Mr. Bo a family member of Dr. Jinglan?"
The doctor spoke suddenly and looked at the man in front of him.
As Shi Qinglan's surgeon, he had been with her to fight the epidemic before, so he naturally knew that the relationship between the two was not very good, and it seemed inappropriate to ask Mr. Bo to sign such a document.
I don’t know why Mr. Bo is so excited, and no one has ever seen the boss of Szhou be so crazy.
Bo Yucheng pursed his lips tightly and said, "I am her fiancé."
Hearing this, the doctor couldn't help but look a little shocked.
When he first saw Jinglan covered in blood, he was shocked because of her gender, and now he learned that...
It turns out that Jing Lan and Bo Ye are actually a couple!
Bo Yucheng signed his name with a heavy brush stroke, and stared deeply at the five words of the critical illness notice. After hesitating for a moment, he handed the paper back, his fingertips trembling slightly.
"Doctor, I must let her come out properly."
The doctor recovered from his shock. He took the signed critical illness notice and nodded firmly, "Don't worry, Mr. Bo, we will do our best."
"However, it is best to notify Dr. Jinglan's immediate family members. Injury to the heart may cause severe bleeding. The hospital will use too much blood during this period and may not have enough blood in stock."
Bo Yucheng responded in a deep voice, "I understand."
The doctor returned to the operating room with the critical illness notice. The man leaned against the wall dejectedly, clenching his fists in despair.
He closed his eyes in collapse and exhaustion, but even if he closed his eyes, the image of Shi Qinglan lying in his arms covered in blood still rushed into his mind...
His heart seemed to be tightly strangled, making him feel so painful that he couldn't breathe. It was like a hot iron was burning on the tip of his heart. It was unbearable pain, anxiety and helplessness.
"Master Bo..." Wen Le said weakly.
He reminded in a low voice, "Should we contact Mr. Xiao first, in case the young lady needs a blood transfusion later..."
Bo Yucheng slowly opened his eyes. The man's deep eyes were always very threatening, but at this moment, his eyes were slightly red, rarely showing a bit of helplessness and vulnerability.
He covered his face with his hands and said in a very deep voice after a moment, "Get in touch."
"Yes." Wen Le nodded slightly and took out his phone.
He went to the side to call Jiang Xiaoyin to inform him of the news.
Xiao Qianche stood beside him. He turned his head and looked at Bo Yucheng indifferently. For a moment, he looked away and looked at the operating room. "She would never let herself take such a risk before."
His eyes gradually became a bit indulgent and helpless.
She raised her lips softly and spoke eloquently, "When I first saw her, she was as skinny as a stick, with almost no color on her young face. She was not even willing to communicate with anyone. She would be wary and scared even when she heard the sound of breathing. ”
"She doesn't allow anyone to get close to her. Even if she hears the sound of rain while she is sleeping, she will suddenly wake up. No matter who they are in Jingshi Pavilion, they will never have the chance to hurt her."
"When participating in Jingshi Pavilion's training, I often see Lanlan walking out covered in blood, but the blood on her body is always the blood of others."
"Only one time, she suddenly disappeared. When she escaped, she was covered with scars and her life was hanging by a thread. That was the first time I saw her injured, but she told me with a smile... "
"She was sensible enough not to lose her life. She was even conscious enough to tell the doctor how to treat her."
Having said this, Xiao Qianche lowered his eyes and laughed softly.
A bitter smile appeared on his lips, "Even if she can't hold on any longer, this girl will still pretend to be calm, lie on the operating table and direct the doctor to do this and that, until she falls asleep under anesthesia. She would just lie there and let the doctor operate.”
"If possible, even if she only has the last bit of strength left, I think she would definitely open her eyes and look at the shadowless lamp, gesture with her body and tell the doctor..."
"Doctor, you make the incision from here. Remember to sew it up nicely after the operation, otherwise she will take it apart and sew it up again when she wakes up."
Having said this, Xiao Qianche raised his eyes and glanced at the door of the operating room again, and the smile on his lips gradually faded.
The light in the man's eyes gradually dimmed, "But this time..."
Hearing this, Bo Yucheng couldn't help but feel even more suffocated.
He raised his hand to support his forehead, closed his eyes, held his breath, and waited anxiously outside the corridor for the results of the operation.
The cold white light in the corridor looked so desolate.
Jiang Xiaoyin rushed to the Central Hospital immediately after receiving the news. He rushed to the operating room with lightning speed. The upright and calm appearance he had in the past was completely gone.
He directly grabbed the man's collar and said, "Bo Yucheng, you..."
"Master Xiao!" Upon seeing this, Wen Le rushed over and stopped him.
Jiang Xiaoyin clutched Bo Yucheng's collar tightly, his white shirt was full of wrinkles, his joints were white, and the veins on his forehead popped out from anger, "Is this how you protect her?"
His deep voice squeezed out from between his lips and teeth.
Those deep eyes seemed to be spitting fire, and they wanted to tear the man in front of them apart, "Speak!"
"Master Xiao, calm down!" Wen Le looked frightened.
But Jiang Xiaoyin couldn't calm down at the moment. He had already learned about Shi Qinglan's condition before he arrived, knew that her life was hanging by a thread, and also knew about signing the critical illness notice!
"Sorry." Bo Yucheng's eyes were also horribly red.
His voice was extremely hoarse, and there was a kind of haze around him. Mr. Bo, who had always been powerful and strategizing, had nothing to do when faced with this kind of thing.
"You..." Jiang Xiaoyin raised his fist and prepared to hit him.
But at this moment, the door of the operating room was suddenly pushed open, and the doctor hurried out, "Are the patient's family members here? Dr. Jinglan suffered severe bleeding during the operation and urgently needs a blood transfusion!"
(End of chapter)