"Sir, are you really O-type blood? Come in quickly..." The nurse quickly brought Han Zhijin into the emergency room.

"The attending doctor, this gentleman is the husband of a pregnant woman. He said that he is type O blood, so let's use his blood first..."

After listening to the nurse's report, the attending doctor immediately nodded and said, "."

The nurse should have rich clinical experience, and has quick movements and blood. She has handed it over to the attending doctor.

During the blood transfusion, the attending doctor tried every means to stop the bleeding of Song Youman, but the blood continued to flow and the blood was quickly used up.

Han Zhijin stretched his arm over again without hesitation.

The blood transferred from the hospital has not arrived yet, and Song Youman is going to use blood again.

Han Zhijin instinctively rolled up his sleeves again.

"Sir, you can't get any more. If you continue to get more, you will be in shock. In severe cases, it will endanger your life. Let's urge the colleagues responsible for adjusting blood from the blood bank to see..." The nurse rejected Han Zhijin and called.

Han Zhijin followed the nurse and paid attention to the situation throughout the whole process. After hearing about it being about ten minutes to come to the hospital, he ignored the difference between men and women and directly grabbed the nurse's arm: ", lose first, ten minutes, what should she do if she can't fight it in ten minutes? Let me tell you, she can't have anything to do, I have something to do, she can't even have something to do..."

"Sir, be calm. It's not that we don't draw your blood, it's that you have already drawn enough blood. If you continue to draw, you will really make a mistake..."

Before the nurse could finish his kind words, Han Zhijin roared: "If something happens, it is also my responsibility. I don't need any of you to bear any consequences! Aren't you waiting for the blood bank in the blood bank? Let me tell you, I am the blood bank! Her blood bank!"

"gentlemen……"

"If you don't believe me, I can sign a certificate for you!" Han Zhijin interrupted the nurse again. Seeing that the nurse was still moving, he spoke again: "Why are you still standing there? Get blood drawn quickly! Aren't you afraid that I will die? If I really die, then treat it as my life for her!"

"First……"

"Stop talking, don't make a fool of me. I'm begging you. I really can't let her have something wrong. I absolutely can't let her have something wrong... I, I, I..." Han Zhijin, who was still furious just now, suddenly his eyes turned red: "I... I... I really can't let her have something wrong. I'm begging you. Please help me, help me, I promise that I won't implicate you, I..."

The nurse seemed to be pestered by Han Zhijin, and seemed to be heartbroken by his confusing and helpless words. In the end, she gritted her teeth and nodded: "Okay, but let me know first, this is really the last time, and you can only smoke this time again!"

"Okay!" Han Zhijin nodded quickly and followed the nurse to enter the emergency room again.

After the blood was pulled out of Han Zhijin's body, he felt dizzy in front of him, and he almost fainted.

Worried about Song Youman, he forced himself to hold on to his consciousness. He felt more and more disgusted and wanted to vomit. He didn't know how long he had been, until footsteps ran over and he heard someone say "The blood is sent." Then his eyes turned dark and he completely lost consciousness.
Chapter completed!