Chapter 2272

Zhuo Qianyun walked up to the French window and looked at Ye Wenming on the operating table. From her point of view, he was surrounded by doctors and nurses in the distance. All she could see was his profile. His eyes were closed, and some of his hair had been shaved off. His pale face was so obvious. She had a terrible fear that he would continue sleeping and never open his eyes again. "Sis Zhuo, don't worry. Nothing will happen." Ling Yiran gently pat Zhuo Qianyun on the shoulder and said, "There are many experts here, and Ye Wenming has always been in good health." Zhuo Qianyun replied in acknowledgment as she continued to stare at Ye Wenming. After about ten minutes, a voice suddenly came from the surgery room. "The patient has lost a lot of blood and needs more blood, but his blood type is rare. There’s no such blood type in the hospital's blood bank, so we need to go to the city's blood bank to get it." "You can take my blood. I have the same blood type as him!" Zhuo Qiany