That's just a little child, how could...
Sheng Yeting's heart felt as if he was being pressed down by a huge boulder. He immediately looked at the doctor in front of him coldly. When he heard that Xia Xingcheng had blood type AB, he quickly said, "My blood is the same. We are the same."
He looked at the doctor with eager eyes, more like a tall and majestic father protecting his children.
Xiaobao originally wanted to say something, but after a while he didn't say anything.
Dad's blood and his blood are the same, there is no relationship.
Hope rose in vain in the doctor's eyes, and his excellent psychological quality allowed him to take Sheng Yeting directly to the operating room without a moment's hesitation.
In the operating room, Sheng Yeting was lying quietly on the bed next to Xia Xingcheng. Seeing Xia Xingcheng unconscious on oxygen, the pain in her heart came over her.
Blood gradually drained from his body and was slowly transported to Xia Xingcheng's body. For some reason, Sheng Yeting felt a slight sense of pride and accomplishment in his heart at this moment, because they finally had the same flow. blood, which cannot be separated no matter what.
Suddenly making a decision in his heart, Sheng Yeting called the attending doctor to the bedside and motioned the doctor to come closer to him: "Doctor, I will give her as much blood as I can give her."
It wasn't a question or hesitation. Sheng Yeting's eyes were filled with determination and his tone was unquestionable.
The doctor was stunned for a moment, then looked at Xia Xingcheng out of habit, and finally said hesitantly: "But Master, this will have an impact on your body."
Of course Sheng Yeting knew the consequences, but as long as Xia Xingcheng could get better, it didn't matter even if it cost him his life.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but interrupted the doctor's continued words of comfort.
"This is an order, let's get started."
After saying that, he never looked at the doctor again, but looked intently at the unconscious Xia Xingcheng, especially tenderly.
The doctor shook his head helplessly and sighed, but there was nothing he could do. He did not dare to disobey Sheng Yeting's words.
The blood transfusion went very smoothly. Xia Xingcheng was still in a comatose state until the end of the operation, but her complexion was much better.
As for Sheng Yeting, due to the limit of blood transfusion, he looked extremely weak at this time, and his face was so pale that it was almost transparent.
The doctors and nurses gradually withdrew. At this time, only the attending doctor and Sheng Yeting were left in the room. Sheng Yeting struggled to get up from the bed and walked step by step to Xia Xingcheng's bedside, watching intently. she.
"The young lady's health is fine now, and the child is also very healthy. He just needs a good rest and will wake up."
Sheng Yeting nodded, feeling a little at ease, and looked at Xia Xingcheng on the bed with a focused expression. His expression was so focused that he felt deeply distressed.
"It's obviously fine, why would something like this happen?"
Sheng Yeting said to the doctor, with an indescribable pain in his eyes.
Xia Xingcheng has been acting very abnormal recently, her temper and personality seem to be a different person. He was a little suspicious at first, but thought it was a normal reaction of a pregnant woman after pregnancy.
But now that things happened one after another, Sheng Yeting had to doubt.
Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the doctor's face suddenly showed a hesitant expression, as if he didn't know how to speak.
Sheng Yeting glanced at him coldly, with a sullen light in his eyes: "Say."
Under such a look, the doctor couldn't help but tremble all over. He lowered his head and whispered softly: "Master, it's not me. It's the young lady who is indeed a little strange this time. The fetus was obviously very stable a few days ago. But today I almost had a miscarriage, and the young lady’s temper has been too weird recently, so there is no specific reason yet.”
Having said this, the doctor hesitantly glanced at Xia Xingcheng, who was still sleeping on the bed, and then said: "One more thing, when I just examined the young lady, I found that there seems to be a special kind of thing in the young lady's body. Drugs…”
"I haven't figured out what that drug is yet. Master, please give me some time. I will research it right away."
Sheng Yeting's whole body suddenly felt cold. Hearing this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and glance at the doctor, his eyes were cold.
"You mean, Xia Xingcheng took drugs that caused miscarriage?"
Doctor Cheng Huang lowered his head: "Yes, young master, we are still not sure what it is, but after the rescue just now, the effect of the medicine has expired. Just promise not to continue taking it in the future."
As soon as these words came out, Sheng Yeting's eyes suddenly flashed with a dangerous light, and finally he couldn't help but snorted coldly.
"Check it out for me, find out who is so brave."
The doctor nodded in response, knowing that the young master was very angry at this time.
He walked out without delaying for a moment, leaving the space inside to the two of them.
He couldn't help but start to smile helplessly in his heart, was this still the indifferent young master he once knew
He was so kind to the young lady that he was so kind to his bones that he did not hesitate to transfuse so much blood to the young lady.
Walking to the door, as a doctor, looking at Sheng Yeting's pale cheeks, he couldn't help but remind him: "Master, you just finished the blood transfusion, so you should rest for a while."
Seeing that Sheng Yeting didn't listen to his words at all, the attending doctor had no choice but to close the door gently, and the room fell silent.
In the ward, Sheng Yeting quietly looked at Xia Xingcheng, who was still asleep, and gently held her hand. Only then could he feel that her hand was still as cold as before.
He gently placed his hand on his cheek and rubbed it.
For the first time in his life, Sheng Yeting's eyes gradually turned red, filled with tears, which fell on Xia Xingcheng's fingers, and then disappeared silently.
But in just a moment, Sheng Yeting quickly concealed his emotions and his expression returned to calm, as if all the fragility just now was just an illusion.
When I woke up from the dream, it disappeared without a trace.
"Xingcheng, you scared me." He said very softly to the person on the bed, as if he was afraid of waking her up, cautiously and with concentration.
Time goes very quickly and very slowly.
For Xia Xingcheng, it was just a night of sleeping, but for Sheng Yeting, this night seemed as long as a century.
Beside the hospital bed, Sheng Yeting looked at Xia Xingcheng sleeplessly, never leaving her side for a whole night.
The body that was originally haggard due to the blood transfusion now looked even more pale and weak.
(End of chapter)