The doctor hurriedly grabbed her: "Since you know each other, come with me quickly."
Mo Xiaodie followed the doctor into the laboratory and asked about Lu Zixun's condition during the blood drawing process.
Lu Zixun was lucky. When he fell from the fourth floor, he was blocked by the trees below, which acted as a buffer. His arm was broken and his head was bruised.
But this was not the most serious matter. Just after the doctor set his bones and cleaned the wound, he suddenly suffered from abdominal bleeding and was in critical condition.
"Then how is his condition now?" Mo Xiaodie was inexplicably worried.
"The bleeding point has been found and surgery will suffice. However, he lost too much blood. If blood is not transfused in time, his life may be in danger." When he said this, he was talking about the amount of blood collected.
Mo Xiaodie took the cotton swab from the doctor's hand and pressed the eye of the needle: "Is it enough? If it's not enough, I can donate some more."
The doctor glanced at her: "That's enough. Don't worry, I will be out immediately after the operation."
Mo Xiaodie nodded, threw away the cotton swab in her hand, stood up and walked out.
Li Muta's family hurried over, and Zhao Fen supported her and asked with concern: "How is the young lady? Are you dizzy?".
People who have donated blood often show on TV that they will feel dizzy. If the young lady is so thin, she must be very weak after donating blood.
Li Muta held her hand with admiration on his face: "Auntie, you are so brave. I want to learn from you and be a brave person who helps others."
Mo Xiaodie squeezed his little hand and felt warm in her heart: "Okay, then when you go back, you must be obedient and take good care of yourself first, so that you can help others."
After saying that, she looked up and saw Lu Haoze walking over.
"Mo Xiaodie, don't think that just because you donated blood to Zixun, I will be grateful to you. If it weren't for you and your wife, our Lu family wouldn't be in this situation." Lu Haoze stared at her, seemingly without a trace of gratitude.
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Mo Xiaodie sneered: "I didn't save him to make you grateful to me. I just thought Zixun was a good boy."
Her words surprised Lu Haoze. He thought this woman was cunning and treacherous. After saving Zixun this time, she might make some unreasonable conditions! Unexpectedly, she didn't ask for anything at all.
Qu Lingqiang pushed him away and gave him a contemptuous look: "Do you think everyone is like you and everything they do has a purpose."
After finishing speaking, he bowed to Mo Xiaodie with gratitude: "Director Lan, thank you for saving Zi Xun."
He thanked her so solemnly, which actually made Mo Xiaodie a little embarrassed.
"It doesn't matter, we just happened to meet each other. I also have children, so I can understand the feeling of being a parent."
Just as he was talking! The lights in the operating room went out, and the doctor came out and announced that Lu Zixun's operation was very successful, but he needed to be observed in the intensive care unit for one night, and he could not be transferred to the ward until he was sure everything was fine tomorrow.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Mo Xiaodie felt a little dizzy at this time. After saying hello to Qu Lingqiang, she left with Li Muta and her family.
When she walked to the door, she heard Qu Lingqiang's fierce voice behind her: "Lu Haoze, you must give me an explanation for this matter!"
"Zixun fell from the roof for no reason. If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, I will go directly to the court to ask for a change in Zixun's custody rights."
Lu Haoze chuckled: "Change the custody rights? Qu Lingqiang, I am Zi Xun's biological father. Do you think the court will award Zi Xun to your uncle?"
Qu Lingqiang's angry eyes shrank, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "I, Qu Lingqiang, will definitely do whatever I want to do, Lu Haoze, just wait and see!"