Running wild in the arms of the sick boss

Chapter 192

The red light was on in the operating room.

In the quiet corridor, the atmosphere was oppressive, filled with silent tension.

The male nurse gave Qin Wuwang a needle on the back of his hand, fixed it, adjusted the infusion speed, and left.

Antipyretics may not be useful, hanging water is the best.

Qin Wuwang sat on a cold chair outside the operating room, his posture was noble and cold, his gloomy and charming black eyes were melancholy and cold.

His mind was full of the scene of Gu Yanluo's wound gushing blood and blood flowing, which was lingering, and his heart was in pain.

He inserted his fingertips deeply into his black hair and bent down.

In front of life, money and power are pale.

Qin Wuwang accidentally realized a very cruel truth.

For a very long time, Gu Yanluo endured all the pain and suffering alone and silently. The extreme pain made her what she is today. She never cried, never showed weakness, never said a word, never asked for comfort from anyone, and she never gave in.

She was clearly enduring extraordinary pain, but she would still comfort him and say...

After the operation, I will coax you to sleep.

This is the person he fell in love with.

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"Puff".

Two cans of coffee fell from the beverage vending machine.

Xiao Ling had a blank expression on his face. He handed a can to the dark-style girl beside him. He glanced at the old man who was hanging an IV outside the operating room from a distance. No one answered the doubts in his heart, so he asked, "Don't you have that kind of... regeneration and repair cytokines?"

"The last half is for Mengmeng." Cersei looked at her delicate nails and didn't want to pick the pull ring. She handed the coffee can back to Xiao Ling, "Male mother, open it."

Xiao Ling was indifferent and speechless, "Are you handicapped?"

Cersei's delicate classical beauty face was dark, and her tone was cold: "My nails are so beautiful, they are not used to open the pull ring."

Xiao Ling: "..." My nails are ugly?

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Hematology.

Gu Hongying was accompanying his sons to draw blood.

A simple routine blood test was done.

Gu Sijue and Gu Yunjue both sat on the soft sofa and started to draw blood.

But Gu Hongying was suddenly told.

Gu Xijue, the fifth child in the family, did not meet the blood donation conditions because of his previous injury. He could not do it.

Gu Chengjue, the second oldest, who is 190cm tall and the strongest in the family, does not meet the blood donation requirements because of... a high concentration of triglycerides in his blood.

Gu Xijue, the fifth oldest, was very angry. He kicked over the medical waste bin and tried to hit someone on the back of his head.

"What the hell, can I die here if I draw some blood? My sister is lying in the operating room. If you don't draw blood, I'll draw you to death! Draw blood!"

Gu Chengjue took off his sweater, his muscles were bulging, he was tall and strong, handsome, but a little silly.

He looked incredible, as if he felt that he had been sentenced to "death penalty". He asked loudly and aggrievedly: "Why? Why can't I do it? Is my blood poisonous? Dad! I'm going to die? Dad! I'm sick?"

Gu Hongying seemed to have long been accustomed to the virtues of the second and fifth oldest.

He turned around and ignored them, communicating with the doctor.

And Gu Yunjue felt that Gu Chengjue being his second brother was simply... a disgrace.

He sneered coldly: "Is there something wrong with your brain? You ate the most at dinner, 4 king crabs, and you ate all the greasy, high-calorie, high-fat food on the table. If your triglycerides are not high, whose will be high?"

Gu Chengjue pointed at his nose and yelled back: "Why are you blaming me? You all didn't eat, and mom told us not to waste. I didn't eat, but you ate? Did you eat? You ate the least!"

Gu Yunjue: "..." You are right, I won't talk to you.

Gu Sijue rubbed his temples, "What are you arguing about? After drawing blood, you still have to wait for Yan'er. What are you free for?" After a pause, Gu Sijue looked at his fifth brother Gu Xijue gently, "Don't you yell too, don't you still have Dad?"

The four brothers looked at Gu Hongying at the same time.

The majestic and domineering man, who was always cold, had already sat on the sofa on one side, took off his suit, threw it to Pei Zongqing, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and waited for the doctor to draw blood expressionlessly.

After a while, he closed his eyes and said in a deep and deep voice, "My two sons, each draw 500ml, I will take the remaining 900ml."

Doctor: "But..."

Gu Hongying glared at him coldly, "Don't talk nonsense, time waits for no one."

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At the same time.

Across the blood collection room where Gu Hongying and others were.

In another blood collection room.

Clearly, a conversation was heard.

"Madam, I said that your husband will be fine."

"The human body's blood volume is about 4.5L~5L, and 1L accounts for 20%. This is indeed a large blood loss range, but it will not be fatal. Although there will be shock, the consciousness can be clear."

"The symptoms are indifferent expression, thirst, pale skin and mucous membranes, and a drop in temperature. The donor will feel cold, the pulse will accelerate, and the blood pressure will drop. The systolic pressure is 90mmHg, diastolic blood pressure is around 60-70mmHg..."

"But these symptoms are insignificant compared to 10 million and solving the problem of your son's future schooling in Kyoto."

"I have the money ready. You can take it immediately after the P-type blood is donated, but you must sign a confidentiality agreement. If you violate it, we will investigate it thoroughly."

Pei Zongqing glanced and told Gu Hongying, "Boss Gu, it's Huo Dewen."

Chairman of Huo's Medical Group.

The Huo family is a subsidiary family of the Qin family and is under the control of the Qin family.

Gu Hongying predicted things and sneered, "It must be Qin Wuwang's order to coerce Huo Dewen to get P-type blood by any means, regardless of other people's life or death. He can do such a thing."

But this is to save his daughter.

Pei Zongqing smiled, "But Boss Gu, we came in time, in fact, we don't need his Qin family."

Gu Hongying lowered his eyes, "Not necessarily, the more the better, to prevent accidents. "

Sure enough!

It was less than an hour later.

A young nurse, holding a walkie-talkie, rushed to the blood collection room to find the director of the hematology department.

"Director! Operating room No. 1, acute massive bleeding, critical! 3100ml of P-type blood is not enough, and there is more than one bleeding point! Send 10 more units up!" 1 unit is approximately equal to 120ml.

Huo Dewen walked out quickly and stuffed a low-temperature box directly into the nurse's arms, "There are 10 units in it, go quickly! "

So, Gu's blood alone is not enough.

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It was 3:45 in the morning.

The red light in the operating room finally turned green.

Outside the intensive care unit in the VIP area of ​​Huo's Medical General Hospital.

Qin Qing was holding Gu Hongying's arm, listening carefully to the thoracic surgery expert's explanation of the risk of postoperative infection and the matters that need to be paid attention to in postoperative care.

And patients with severe heart and chest trauma need postoperative care and recuperation.

While hanging water, Qin Wuwang had already checked all the information and kept it in mind.

Luxurious ward.

Suddenly, the middle-aged female head nurse exclaimed: "Mr. Wang! You can't! You can't lie next to the patient, hey! You are pressing the electrode wire of the instrument!"

The electrocardiogram alarm sounded because the electrode wire fell off.

Gu Hongying and Qin Qing thought something had happened and hurried into the ward.

Gu Hongying lowered his voice and shouted angrily: "Qin Wuwang! Get up! Don't stick to my daughter like a dog! "

Qin Qing bit her nails, not daring to get angry or speak, fearing that if she acted harshly, she would be in trouble.

Qin Wuwang was extremely paranoid, resting his head on Gu Yanluo's left shoulder, leaning forward with his thin lips, and kissing the pale cheek of the "sleeping" beautiful girl gently and carefully, muttering:

"I can't get up."

"I'll accompany her."

"You can crawl away."

Not saying "get lost" is the greatest respect.

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