??Ten minutes later, He Tingyu appeared in the bedroom.

At a glance, he saw the servant kneeling on the ground, holding a blanket and pressing it on Mu Siyin's wrist.

He Tingyu was very familiar and sensitive to the smell of blood. He Tingyu was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him.

There was a slight pause in the steps, and the person was already walking inside.

The doctor walked in behind him, and Yuan Gungun and He Xiao also walked in together.

He Tingyu wrapped Mu Siyin in a blanket and carried her to the bed.

The doctor came over immediately. When the blanket was removed, the deep scratches on it were piercing to the eyes...

Mu Siyin fell into a state of death and lay unconscious on the bed.

…

Yuan Gungun was stunned by the scene before him...

Leaning in He Xiao's arms, her mouth was slightly open, her lips were trembling, and she couldn't even speak...

The doctor bandaged up quickly, then looked at He Tingyu with a solemn expression and said, "We need to give Miss Mu a blood transfusion immediately..."

There were only a few people inside, and He Xiao's blood type was not suitable.

Yuan Gungun and He Tingyu's blood types are compatible, but the servant doesn't know.

If you wait for the servant's blood test, you won't have enough time...

"I can..."

Yuan Gungun walked forward from He Xiao's arms, stretched out his hand in front of the doctor, and said without thinking: "I can do it. It doesn't matter how much I pump. As long as I can save Yinyin, I can do whatever it takes."

He Xiao put his arms around Yuan Gungun's waist and did not speak, but his expression was ugly.

"Smoke me."

He Tingyu looked at the doctor, sat directly on the bed, and held his arms.

Blood flowed from He Tingyu's body into Mu Siyin's body.

As the blood was drawn out, He Tingyu's complexion began to lose some color.

Mu Siyin, who was lying next to He Tingyu, was still lifeless...

Even though He Tingyu had already transfused a lot of blood into Mu Siyin's body...

Yuan Gungun, who was standing aside, looked at He Tingyu, who was his son after all. He couldn't bear to see the excessive blood loss...

"Tingyu..."

This is already the limit of what a person can bear. If he continues to lose like this, how will Tingyu's body be able to withstand it...

However, even though so much blood had been drawn, Tingyu's face remained unchanged. He just looked at Mu Siyin on the bed. He never thought that she would choose to take such an extreme path because she couldn't kill him... …

"godfather……"

This was the second time the doctor reminded him, but it was because of He Tingyu's order. No one dared to disobey or shake He Tingyu's order.

He Tingyu didn't speak this time. Just a look in his eyes made the doctor dare not say anything more.

He Xiao stood aside, looking at He Tingyu and Mu Siyin, who was crying with worry in her arms. She thought that Mu Siyin was fine, but she was afraid that something would happen to Tingyu...

"That's enough."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the doctor immediately started to stop the tube that was being used for blood transfusion...

This time, He Tingyu didn't stop him...

"Do you still need it? You can give mine to Yinyin."

Yuan Gungun couldn't help but become nervous when he saw the doctor's sullen face.

Although the doctor has not explained Mu Siyin's condition until now, when they walked in and saw the bloody scene, the blood on the ground, the blood on the blanket, and Mu Siyin's face, they also You know how critical the situation is...

The doctor didn't dare to speak and drew Yuan Gungun's blood. He Xiao and He Tingyu didn't speak. How could he dare to speak? Even now, he really still needs to continue to give Mu Siyin blood transfusions.

"What are you hesitating about? I don't know when the blood will be delivered. Please save me first. I can draw some blood and you won't die."
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