Professor Bayala was very dignified, and he called many surgeons to consult with Mei Xi. Mei Xi’s wrist had a severed artery, which was not fatal because of the timely rescue, but the most fatal thing was that the left side of Mei Xi’s chest was diagonally downward.

A small hole was opened on the side of the quilt. The hole was made with professional surgical equipment and was about the size of a duck egg. Fortunately, the murderer did not damage the important organs of her chest.

"Professor, how are you? How are you?" Wushuang rushed forward when he saw Bayala coming out.

"Shuangye, this is the situation now. Although we rescued in time, the location of Miss Meixi's wounds is very special. They were all cut on the artery, especially the area on the lower side of the left chest. The murderer's knife was accurate, just below the surface of the skin in that area.

It is covered with human blood vessels. Although we have started to sew her wounds, time is limited after all. She lost too much blood, her body is too weak, and her visceral hematopoietic function has been greatly reduced. If she can no longer get plasma, I am afraid..."

The old professor hesitated to speak.

Nalanhong pulled the professor aside and whispered in his ear: "Professor, can we try the earthworm grass you told us this morning?"

"No, none of the earthworms that Mr. Shuang brought back from Shangbai Mountain last time has bloomed. The season has passed." He rejected this best way.

Wushuang asked: "Professor, what are you waiting for? You can transfer it from the blood bank. Are you worried that I can't pay for it?"

Wushuang is rich, Nalanhong is rich, and Lu Haotian is rich, but not everything in this world can be accomplished with money.

"Miss Meixi has rh-negative blood."

Professor Bayala's words struck down like thunder. Wushuang almost fell to the ground before he could stand still. Rh-negative blood is also called panda blood, which is the rarest blood type in the world. It cannot be obtained from any blood bank, even now.

After posting a notice asking for blood collection at a high price, I am afraid that by the time someone with rh-negative blood comes in for blood, Mei Xi’s heartbeat will have stopped long ago.

"What's rh yin and rh yang? Hurry up and test my blood." Boss Ma bit his own finger without waiting for the doctor to say anything.

"Brother Wushuang, we can only take a gamble now. If Miss Mei Xi is not destined to die, then we will definitely be able to find rh-negative blood among all of us." Nan Haiyue is a woman, and the woman's words are not so harsh, but they are

To be honest, the only choice is to take a gamble.

He knew in his heart that the chance of having this blood type was almost one in a million. But he still refused to give up a glimmer of hope. The hospital was very efficient, and a thick stack of blood test reports came out a few minutes later.

Wushuang anxiously flipped through the pages one by one. The first type A, the second type A, the third type O... type B, type O... type O... He collapsed on the ground and piled up reports.

It was spilled on the ground, and he was in despair, leaving only one copy unread. If he guessed correctly, no one could match Mei Xi's panda blood.

"Old Tie, brother, Gemini, don't be like this. I'm afraid of you like this. It's okay, it's okay. There is no end to the road. Look again, maybe the last person will agree? Don't give up!" Lu Haotian and Wushuang

He had lived and died together, and his good friends had never been so depressed when facing death. He couldn't help but shed tears and handed the last blood test report to Wushuang. At this time, no one except Wushuang had

I had the courage to look through it because it was not just a simple blood test report, it was also Lin Meixi’s death notice.

Wushuang slowly opened the last blood test report with trembling hands. The dark clouds on his face suddenly dispersed, revealing a wild smile of surprise.

"Haha... haha... rh-negative blood, it's rh-negative blood, Mei Xi can be saved or saved! Ancestors bless, ancestors bless!" Wushuang dropped the blood test report and knelt down excitedly on the ground and kowtowed three times to the east.

Nan Haiyue picked up the blood test report. She looked at it again and saw that the name written clearly in the lower right corner of the blood test report was Wushuang himself. He also had r-negative blood. It turned out that he was the lucky star in Mei Xi's life. Haiyue had to believe it.

This is God's will. God's will allows Wu Shuang to meet Mei Xi in Changbai Mountain, and God's will allows them to reunite their lost love.

"Professor, right now, quick, right now! No need for a blood bag, let me go in and transfer my blood directly to Mei Xi!" Wushuang ignored the gentlemanly demeanor and took off his coat in front of everyone and hurriedly put on a medical sterile white coat and

The mask rushed into the emergency room.

Wushuang looked at the dying Mei Xi, and the blood in his body was fed to her little by little along the tube. Mei Xi's face gradually began to turn rosy. He still smiled happily, but his lips became whiter and whiter.

, this is the highest limit of blood donation." Professor Bayala said.

"Is she out of danger now? Is that enough?" Wushuang did not ask the nurse to remove the needle before confirming that Mei Xi was out of danger.

The professor shook his head: "We're not sure yet. After all, she lost too much blood, and your little plasma can only buy us more time for rescue."

"Keep on! Keep on! I'm fine!"

"Master Shuang...you? Is it worth it for a girl?"

Wushuang yelled: "I said it! Continue!"

, if an ordinary young adult is over 400...

It has also broken the limits of human beings. Now his whole body has begun to tremble, his eyes are dull, and his body temperature has dropped.

"She...can she...survive?" Wushuang pressed the needle on his arm again to prevent the nurse from taking it out.

"I...I can't guarantee it." Tears flowed from Professor Bayala's eyes.

"continue!"

"But..."...! The nurse next to her kept wiping Wushuang's cold sweat, and the doctors were also racing against time. They were not just saving a girl's life, but what was tied up in the operating room was actually

Two lives. This iron body finally couldn't bear it anymore, and the man fell down.

"The rest is up to us!" Bayala told the other surgeons.

The setting sun slanted in from the window of the special care ward and hit the little girl's eyes. Mei Xi felt weak and weak. The chicken near her chest was numb and crispy. She smacked her lips a few times. She was thirsty. She had been feeling thirsty since she had the operation.
Chapter completed!