"Mr. Lin." "Ah..."

At this time, a female assistant entered the room and screamed in surprise when she saw this.

The masked killer knocked her to the ground with one elbow, but walked out of the room quickly.

Soon, people from Hongtian Group arrived and rushed to the hospital with bloody Lin Wan'er and her female assistant.

The female assistant woke up halfway, while Lin Wan'er was in a coma, and her body temperature was slowly falling and became colder.

In the Lin family's mansion, Lin Baoer was talking and laughing with Hong Qiushui when he suddenly received a call and his face was shocked.

The beautiful anchor observed his expression and said carelessly: "What happened?"

"Sister has something wrong again." Lin Baoer looked anxious and hurried out, "She is currently in the hospital for rescue."

Ye Fan drove without saying a word and drove them to the hospital.

Outside the emergency room, Lin Lei, who arrived first, anxiously asked a doctor: "How is it, doctor."

The other party shook his head with regret: "We will try our best to rescue him. When the patient was sent here, he lost too much blood, and she had extremely rare p-type blood."

If blood transfusions cannot keep up, no matter how skilled the doctor is, he will not be able to recover his skills.

Common blood types in medicine include a, b, o and ab. P blood type is a relatively special type, and there are less than ten cases in the entire China.

Therefore, this blood type does not exist in Qingyang City and even the surrounding cities and even the entire J Province blood bank.

Now there is a big problem!

Lin Lei frowned because his blood type was not up to par with, and he had the will but lacked strength.

He quickly called Baoer: "Baoer, what kind of blood type are you?"

“Type A blood.”

Lin Lei hung up the phone dejectedly, and the last glimmer of hope was extinguished.

Is it said that God really wants to destroy Lin Wan'er? The poison in her body has just been removed and she was assassinated again.

He called again, and his majestic voice could not hide his endless anger: "Take someone to investigate the gunman's background for me, and even if I dig three feet into the ground, I will find him out. I want him to know what the price is for dare to touch my Lin Lei's daughter."

At this time, Ye Fan, Lin Baoer, and Hong Qiushui arrived hurriedly.

Everyone was concerned about Lin Wan'er's injuries, so after a brief greeting, they asked about the situation of the beautiful president.

"Wan'er is probably in danger this time, and it's up to fate to survive it." Lin Lei said the current problem, "She was found to be a very rare p-type blood. This kind of blood does not exist in the blood bank of major hospitals nearby."

"Try mine." Ye Fan and Hong Qiushui said in unison.

Lin Lei shook his head: "The probability of this is too small. I just heard from the doctor that there are only eight or nine cases in the entire China. "

"How can you know if you don't try?"

To be honest, since childhood, Ye Fan really didn't know what kind of blood type he was, he only understood that he had golden bloodline.

He immediately called a doctor: "Doctor, help me check my blood type."

"You guys pay the fee first."

"It's important to save people, can you be quicker?" Ye Fan's eyes turned cold.

"Okay." Looking at Ye Fan's cold eyes, the other party nodded unconsciously, "You follow me."

He took Ye Fan and Hong Qiushui to the laboratory and directly drew blood.

About ten minutes later, the blood types of Ye Fan and Hong Qiushui came out.

The beautiful anchor has p-type blood, and Ye Fan's blood type is actually a rare p-type blood. It's a shocking coincidence!

The moment Ye Fan learned the result, he let out a long sigh, and his eyebrows were full of surprises.

To be honest, he couldn't believe it was true.

A rare coincidence of blood type, this probability is definitely no less than that of a man who suddenly gets bigger and becomes pregnant.

Hong Qiushui was also excited by the news. Although she and Lin Wan'er had a bit of a rival, they were both kind-hearted girls. Even if they were robbing their boyfriends, they would choose to compete fairly and would not take advantage of the situation.

However, bad news also came.

Blood, almost rarely seen.

The doctor said seriously: "The amount of blood, I'm worried that if I save Miss Lin Wan'er, there will be an accident on your side again."

Ye Fan looked confident: "Don't worry, I'm in great health. I have no problems, just follow the amount of 1,000."

"Young man, we are all very moved by your enthusiasm, but..." The doctor was full of concern for Ye Fan's physical condition.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, any problem I have had nothing to do with your hospital." Ye Fan urged the other party and gave him a reassurance.

After all, doctors are afraid that medical accidents will occur during the treatment process, so they will not be able to escape the relationship when they are held accountable.

"Oh well."

It is important to save people. Now you have to race against time. Perhaps more than ten seconds later will lead to the death of the patient.

At the critical moment of life and death, the doctor began to collect blood for Ye Fan.

Hong Qiushui looked at Ye Fan with her wonderful eyes, and she was moved in her heart. Which opposite sex would not like such a good man?

Soon, the blood was sent to the emergency room.

Ye Fan and others stood outside waiting.

"With the blood of the rustic bun, I believe my sister will be fine." Lin Baoer comforted herself, and could tell that her eyes were still full of uneasiness.

After all, Lin Wan'er was shot twice, and sometimes even if she had enough blood, she might not be able to rescue her.

At this time, two foreign men wearing windbreakers came over.

One of them asked in a bad Chinese language: "Where is the blood of Mr. Ye just now?"

The doctor who collected the blood looked at them: "Who are you?"

The other party was full of murderous intent: "Just answer my question, say it quickly."

"My psycho, security guard, drive him away."

Seven or eight security guards approached and scolded: "What are you doing?"

"A group of little ants dares to make noise." The man in the windbreaker waved his hand, and seven or eight people in the security guards flew out, landed heavily on the ground, and fainted.

The doctors stopped the tests in their hands and were stunned.

The other party's skills were a bit perverted, and so many security guards stopped before they even touched his body.

The man in the windbreaker strangled the doctor's throat: "I'll ask you the last time, where is Mr. Ye's blood?"

"I've been sent to the emergency room."

"Then you will die without a doubt."

"Wait a minute." The doctor's face turned red and his neck was almost breathless. "There are two tubes of blood here, which were left when the blood type was tested just now."

"Give me!"

The man in the windbreaker couldn't wait to snatch it over and found that the labels attached to the sealed tube had the words "Ye Fan" written on them.

"very good."

The man was overjoyed and left quickly.

"Dear great Pharaoh, you are about to break free from the darkness, and let us welcome the coming of light together."

It turned out that they were sent by the high priests.

The high priest had multiple plans. In order to prevent accidents from happening to the elf girl Nefiel and affecting his plan, he secretly sent his confidant to China to find opportunities to obtain the golden bloodline.

The two followed Ye Fan for a while, but they never had the chance to start.

Because Ye Fan and the others have also seen it, they will not only not get the golden bloodline, but will instead leave their lives behind.

God's calculations are worse than others' calculations. Who would have thought that Lin Wan'er was assassinated by a gunman and needed special blood for rescue, and Ye Fan contributed his own blood at this time.

The man with the Nile kingdom took away two tubes of blood, and Ye Fan was unaware of it. At this moment, his attention was all focused on the beautiful president.

By chance, these two seemingly ordinary and inconspicuous tubes of blood have changed the situation of the supernatural organization in the future.

No one expected this. In the dark, God deliberately arranged an unexpected script.

In the corridor, Lin Lei was filled with mixed feelings: "Ye Fan, our Lin family will never repay your kindness in their lifetime."

"Uncle Lin, you are so serious, aren't you just giving some blood? I mean."

Ye Fan smiled slightly and said it lightly.

His face looked pale, his tone was faint, and his voice revealed a hint of fatigue.

After all, he gave so much blood at once, and if it were someone else who would have fainted and rescued him. Fortunately, he is a cultivator with a foundation and can barely support him.

Hong Qiushui said carelessly: "Do you want to find a place to lie down and rest?"

"No, I'm fine."

"Garden buns, you drink them."
To be continued...