Chapter 220 Surgical Horror

Wanhu City Central Hospital.

"The patient has lost too much blood and needs a large amount of blood transfusion immediately. We have notified the hospital's blood bank to prepare immediately. At the same time, he has a serious abdominal injury and needs surgery immediately. Are you a family member of the patient? Oh? It's a friend... Please sign the operation consent form... Hurry up and delay for a second, you will lose the chance of rescue!" A man wearing gold-rimmed glasses over 50 years old said solemnly.

Yan'an took the consent form and looked at the ruthless frames on it. None of them was not frightening. He took a rough look. Yes, he had to sign it. Feng Junyang would not get off the operating table, but if he didn't sign it, he didn't even have a chance to go to the operating table.

Yan An is hesitant. Can he be the master? The pursuit of the moon has not followed so fast, and the people of the Feng family don't know where to go.

"Do you understand? Sign it quickly!" The doctor said hurriedly. At this time, a petite nurse ran over and said breathlessly, "Dr. Zhang, it's not good. There is no blood stored in the hospital's blood bank..."

"There is no blood type?" Dr. Zhang said in surprise, "Xiaowei, what's going on?"

"Yesterday, today... today seems to have been stolen, and there is no bag of blood." The nurse named Xiaowei whispered.

"Strange things are really one after another, and even blood has been stolen! Go to a nearby hospital for help immediately!" Dr. Zhang gave an order, "Call me!"

Xiaowei stood still and said in a lower voice: "I have asked one by one, but there is nothing... If we don't have it in our hospital, other hospitals basically don't have it. Other hospitals used to be supplied by us.

Dr. Zhang's face changed greatly. He grabbed the operation consent form from Yan'an's hand and said regretfully, "Young man, without blood, this operation can't be done!"

Yan An's hand holding the pen trembled: "Will you let him wait to die?"

"Without blood, there is no blood in the whole Wanhu City! If he can't get on the operating table, he will die!" Dr. Zhang also looked apologetic, "Young man, Wanhu City is haunted, and Wanhu City is hopeless!"

"You are a doctor. You can't say these words. You have a way!" Yan'an took Dr. Zhang's hand and pleaded, "There will always be a way!"

"Dr. Zhang! I'm ready before the operation!" The door of the operating room opened, and a nurse poked her head out and shouted.

"Dr. Zhang, please operate!" Yan An continued to plead.

Dr. Zhang shook his head helplessly. The preoperative preparation had been done. The patient entered the state of anesthesia. He sighed, "I...try...but he has no hope to get off the operating table. I can only say that you do your best."

"Wait a minute!" A sound came from the end of the corridor, followed by chaotic footsteps, chasing the moon and rushing away.

"My blood transfusion..." Chasing Yue staggered over and fell on Yan'an's body. Yan An hurriedly helped him up and said breathlessly, "Transfusion of my blood... I'm willing to do as much as I want."

"Excuse me, are you?" Dr. Zhang asked.

"She...she is the mother of the patient." Yan An said.

"Only mothers are so righteous. However, I'm sorry, direct blood transfusion is not possible between immediate family members. Dr. Zhang shook his head and said, "Now do emergency matching, gather your acquaintances to see if there is a suitable blood type among your relatives and friends. I will have a serious operation. You should quickly match, do your best, and then let it be at your fate."

"I'll come!" Yan An rolled up his sleeves and said to Xiaowei.

"And me!" A woman's voice appeared at the end of the corridor. She shouted, "I'll come too!"

"Pearl! Come on!" Yan Anxi said that if there is one more person, there will be more hope.

"Yan An, you can't." Chasing the moon whispered to Yan'an, "Have you forgotten? What flows from you is... is..."

Yan An suddenly paused: "I know."

"Pearl, Pearl, it's up to you!" Chasing the moon is like grabbing a life-saving straw, "You must succeed. It's up to you. Go ahead."

Mingzhu left with nurse Xiaowei, and Yan'an felt that there was little hope. Mingzhu went to match alone. What if she didn't succeed?

"Chasing the moon, can you call the people of the Feng family to come... After all, the people of the Feng family have no blood relationship with Feng Junyang." Yan An said tentatively.

"Are you crazy? The people of the Feng family are vampires! If Feng Junyang accepts their blood, he will become a vampire! In that case, I might as well let him accept your blood and become a werewolf. Chasing the moon suppressed the nameless anger in his heart, "Yan'an, don't you know that the Feng family is a vampire?"

"All of them." Yan An said, "At least some are not yet. For example..."

Yan An's words were not finished, and Mingzhu came from the end of the corridor.

"Pearl! Mingzhu, will it be done so soon?" Chasing the moon hurriedly greeted him, "How much did you lose? Thank you..."

Mingzhu lowered her head and shook her head helplessly: "I'm sorry..."

"What's wrong?" Chasing the moon asked in a low voice, afraid that the voice would be loud and break the expectations in his heart.

"The matching... is unsuccessful." Mingzhu cried in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Chasing the moon fell on the hard chair in the hospital corridor and said bluntly, "Are you hopeless?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, the doctor has a way, there is a way." Yan An comforted in a low voice, but he knew that there was little hope, because when he saw the scene of Feng Junyang's attack, the blood flowed out seemed to soak his whole body. He seemed to float in the blood bubble. How could a person have so much blood?

Chasing the moon and Mingzhu no longer talk, and the air is as uncomfortable as freezing. People come and go in the corridor and the noise is abnormal, but for these three people, everything seems to be in a static or flowing state, and they can't hear any sound.

"Patient's family...Patient's family!"

The door of the operating room opened. Xiaowei stood at the door and shouted.

"What's your name!" A white-haired old man next to him patted Yan An gently.

"Oh? Is it done so soon?" Yan An greeted him, and Xiao Wei blocked the door. After a long time, she said to the three, "Go in."

"All right?" I'm nervous about chasing the moon.

"Go to see you for the last time." Xiaowei whispered, "I'm sorry... I'm halfway through the operation... but I still stitched the operation... Let's go and have a look."

"I'm sorry..." Dr. Zhang came out tired and his face was cloudy. He patted Yan An on the shoulder and said, "The murderer is too cruel."

"What are you talking about? What are you talking about? Chasing Yue grabbed Dr. Zhang's bloody hand, "What's wrong with him? He...is he hopeless?"

"I'm sorry... we've tried our best." Dr. Zhang said regretfully, "Please get out of the way."

"Please understand, I'm sorry..." Nurse Xiaowei whispered and left the operating room with Dr. Zhang one after another.

The cold operating room is full of the smell of blood and disinfectant water. In the empty room, there is an operating table in the middle. The light is not out, and the wind is handsome with a white cloth on his body and lies quietly on the operating table.

Chasing the moon feels heart-threaching pain, and every step is like a mountain of knives. Is this a hint of blood connection? She felt that her body was getting cold, as if she was not only her son lying on the operating table, but also herself. They were united. The pain of this cone heart made chasing the moon more painful than when he was in this world.

That day, he came with sunshine. She was heartbroken, but she was overjoyed. When she saw his face and look like Xie Lianqi, she cried with joy.

Today, he will go with the sunshine, leaving her alone and a lot of past that is too late to explain...

"Wind..." The chase of the moon stopped. The name Feng Junyang was not given by her. She didn't have time to give him a name that she wanted.

The hand chasing the moon gently climbed to his face. This face became clean after being looked after by the nurse, but pale, like a piece of white paper, which was particularly fragile under the light, like a fragile little white flower.

"Child..." The sound of chasing the moon is like a dream, "Child, I'm sorry for you..."

Mingzhu also cried. Yan An took Mingzhu's hand and motioned them to go out. At this moment, it was still reserved for Chasing Yue. She had a lot to tell him. If she didn't say anything, there would be no chance.

"Child... I'll be with you." Chayue muttered, "In the past 20 years, I have never been with you for a day, a moment... Today, let me accompany you well."

Chasing the moon from the white list, he took out his handsome and cold hand and held it in his hand. He obediently stopped resisting, talking back to her, and saying harsh words to stimulate her.

"Child, do you hear me? Did you hear that? Twenty years ago, I gave birth to you. I'm afraid that I can't give you happiness, I'm afraid of my hatred... I'm afraid that my hatred will stop you from growing up... So, I exchanged you with the children of the Feng family. Chasing Yue recalled the past and whispered, "I took that child away. Every year, I make a lot of the same clothes, one for you, one for him, and I will never give him yours. His... When he grows up, I haven't seen him again.

"Have you guessed it? Child, the other child is Xiao He, who is the son of Feng Wenbai. Zhuyue smiled miserably, "He always thought that I was his mother... One of my wrong decisions actually changed the lives of two children. Yes, you were born on the same day, and then met in another place to become good friends. Fate is rotated..."

Zhuiyue held his hand tightly, and Feng Junyang's hand still had Yu Wen. Zhuyue groped. This hand was soft, and she gently groped from finger to palm.

Suddenly, the hand chasing the moon trembled, and something strange appeared on her face, as if the sun suddenly appeared in the cloudy weather.

"Yan'an, Pearl! Come on in!" Chasing the moon shouted, "Come in!"

Yan An Mingzhu answered, and the two asked with one voice, "What happened?"

"There is still help! And help!" Chasing the moon was overjoyed, "He still has a pulse in his hand!"

For an acupuncture master, the subtle pulse can't escape her perception. The action she just groped actually touched the remaining pulse in his hand!