Wei Zhen, who was standing next to Yinyin, interjected: "As long as five hundred milliliters of blood, is that enough?"

Zhou Ziyi frowned and said bitterly: "Five hundred milliliters of blood is easier said than done! If you can find one that matches Ziqiu's blood type, you can only get up to three hundred milliliters at a time. Now Mike has found two hundred milliliters in country B, and he can still get it.

The difference is three hundred milliliters."

After listening to his words, Yinyin's chest rose and fell rapidly: "Now we still need 300 milliliters of blood to save Ziqiu?"

Zhou Ziyi: "Yes! But these 300 milliliters of blood are hard to find. There are very few people with this blood type, and the age of those who can donate blood is stuck between 18 and 55 years old...

"

Yinyin took Wei Zhen's arm and said to Zhou Ziyi: "Wei Zhen and I will go look for it."

Zhou Ziyi said in confusion: "Yinyin, you go back and rest. You don't need to worry about this matter. It's dark outside. If there is news about the blood source, we will receive the news as soon as possible."

He understands that Yinyin wants to help, but Yinyin has always been the one being protected. Now that she has no problems, she is the greatest help to everyone.

Yinyin nodded obediently, said nothing, and pulled Wei Zhen away.

Qin Anan hugged Fu Shiting and watched Wei Zhen and Yinyin leave.

"Shi Ting, I know why you are crying." Her voice was calm and low, "It's because of the moaning, right?"

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She performed the next two craniotomies performed on Yinyin.

Although the examination was done by Wei Zhen, Wei Zhen mentioned it to her. He said that Yin Yin's blood type was a bit special. If there was heavy bleeding during the operation, her life would be in danger. So she was extra careful when she performed the operation on Yin Yin.

Fu Shiting looked at her with pain on his face.

"Yinyin's blood type is the same as Ziqiu's, right?" She said in a low voice, "You said you can't protect anyone because you want Yinyin to donate blood to Ziqiu, but you don't dare to do so, right?"

She touched all his thoughts.

He forgot to ask her how she knew Yinyin's blood type, because he was more concerned about how she would choose now.

"Fu Shiting, don't cry," Qin Anan choked, tears falling from the corners of his eyes, "Even if I can't save Ziqiu, I can't let Yinyin donate blood to Ziqiu. Even if there is blood, there is no guarantee that Ziqiu will be 100%.

Baidu can be saved. But if Yinyin donates blood, there will definitely be problems. We cannot trade one life for another."

...

After coming out of the hospital, Yinyin expressed her thoughts to Wei Zhen.

"Wei Zhen, draw my blood! Now I only need 300 milliliters of blood to save Ziqiu." When Yinyin said this, her eyebrows raised with joy in her eyes, "I can save Ziqiu, I

Very happy.”

Wei Zhen took her hand away from his arm.

His face was cold and his tone was stern: "Do you know what you are talking about? You can no longer donate blood! Even if a normal person donates blood, there will be an interval of six months!"

"But if I don't donate blood to Ziqiu, Ziqiu will die." Yinyin said optimistically, "If you draw my blood and give it to Ziqiu, I won't die."

"How do you know you won't die?" Wei Zhen asked, "What if you die?"

Yinyin blinked, thought about the problem carefully, and then said: "As long as I can save Ziqiu, it's okay if I die."

She remembered how her brother had cried just now, and her heart felt like a thousand arrows piercing her heart.

My brother was so sad because of Ziqiu's illness. If Ziqiu died, my brother would definitely suffer even more.

Wei Zhen's eyes were sore from the stimulation of her answer.

"Wei Zhen, if I get sick and my brother happens to be able to save me, he will definitely save me." Yinyin grabbed his arm again, "He has always been the one to protect me, but I can't do anything for him.

Finally I can help this time, even if I die, I am not afraid."
Chapter completed!