Han Jingnian looked at the girl running away from her body, and a trace of imperceptible softness appeared in her eyes.

Less than ten minutes after Han Jingnian called the police, the police car arrived.

After a group of people were taken into the police car by the police, someone came to Han Jingnian and Xia Wan'an and asked them to drive to follow them to the police station to make a record.

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Han Zhijin never felt that time would pass so slowly one day. He didn't know how many times he had taken out his phone to see the time. But this action had been done many times in just one hour, and now it has become inertia. Almost every other moment, he would press the unlock button of his phone.

He was very conflicted. He was hoping that the door of the rescue room in front of him would be opened soon, and he was afraid that the door of the rescue room would be opened. He clearly remembered that on the way to drive Song Youman to the hospital, Song Youman was no longer conscious, and even his breathing became very rapid, sometimes long and sometimes short, as if he would break at any time.

Han Zhijin rubbed his fingers, changed his position and leaned against the wall. Then he looked at the time again habitually.

His heart beat very quickly, and he wanted to find something to change his mind, but no matter whether he was browsing short videos, watching news, or browsing Weibo, he couldn't read a single word.

In this feeling of restlessness and life is worse than death, Han Zhijin was overwhelmed for another ten minutes, and somehow he thought of a news he saw. After a pregnant woman died of bleeding accidentally, the doctor escaped from the back door... Han Zhijin suddenly rushed to the door of the rescue room nervously. When he raised his hand and wanted to smash the door, he realized that he was nervous, so he took back his movements. Then he walked around the door of the rescue room and couldn't help but put his ear on the door, wanting to hear what was going on inside.

It was very quiet. He listened attentively for a long time, but he didn't hear anything.

Could it be that Song Youman was really surprised and the doctors ran away from the back door as it was said in the news?

Han Zhijin, who finally calmed down, was anxious again. He raised his arm and was about to smash the door when the door of the rescue room in front of him was suddenly opened from the inside.

Han Zhijin hurriedly stopped the action that almost hit the nurse's face: "How is it? How is she?"

The nurse looked at Han Zhijin's hand in confusion, and then replied: "The fetus is safe and has been successfully dissected, but the pregnant woman is in a bad condition now. When she was just sewing a needle, she suddenly had a heavy bleeding. Now we urgently need type O blood, but our hospital has no blood bank. The compulsory work requires blood transfer from other places..."

"Then adjust the blood quickly!" Han Zhijin spoke hurriedly.

"Sir, don't worry, we have called to adjust the blood, but it may take about half an hour... So I want to tell you in advance that during the process of adjusting the blood, if the pregnant woman can't resist it, then... then you must be mentally prepared..."

Can't resist? Mental preparation?

Han Zhijin's legs became weak and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he held the wall next to him in time: "O-type blood, right?"

"yes……"

Before the nurse could finish her next words, Han Zhijin rolled up her sleeves: "I'm type O blood. You'll get me, how much does she use, how much do you get?"
Chapter completed!