"Xi! Are you okay?" Han Xuan immediately ran to Han Xi's side.
Hanxi's eyes were full of guilt that she had never seen before. It was her, how could it be her?
Her lavender eyes looked at Lan Xuelin lying in front of her. It was she who... blocked Han Xi's fatal shot...
"Lin? How...how could she..." Before he could finish his words, Lan Weizhe was so dizzy that he couldn't speak.
"Hurry up and hold the Demon King!" Han Xuan and a group of boys grabbed the culprit Demon King fiercely. The Demon King went crazy and muttered: "Oh, how could this happen? How could anyone block it for her...
.How can it be..."
"Call an ambulance quickly." Hanxi knelt on the ground, holding Lan Xuelin who was covered in blood. Her pale face made her look very haggard.
Han Xi felt guilty. It was herself who had neglected the Demon King's cunning... She should have realized early on that the Demon King would not give up so easily...
It was herself who caused Lan Xuelin to get shot... To be precise, it was Lan Xuelin who couldn't bear to see Han Xi get shot, so she ran out and blocked the shot for Han Xi...
"Oh, oh!" Zuo Yinchen quickly ran out of the underground base of the Demonic Death Realm and went to a place with signal to call the police and ambulance.
"Han...Xi..." Someone is calling me? Who is it...
"Hanxi..." Xuelin still had some consciousness, she opened her eyes and said weakly.
"Xuelin? You..." Hanxi was really speechless. Looking at Lan Xuelin's pale face, she suddenly felt guilty.
"Haha... Han Xi... I... just found out today... it turns out that you... are from the underworld... ah..." A bitter smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. Yes, she considered herself to be Han Xi's good friend.
, I never knew that my good friend was a gangster. Is it unnatural to be such a friend?
Good friends, everything should be clear to you, right?
"Xuelin, are you... okay..." How could it be possible? Those feeble words, that haggard face... It's strange that it's okay!
"I'm... really happy... to be able to make you... this friend..." Although I don't know if you regard me as a friend...
But Hanxi, do you know... No matter whether you treat me as a good friend or not, I have always regarded you as my best friend in this life...
"Xuelin, hold on, don't talk, the ambulance is coming soon." Hanxi was anxious, more anxious than ever!!!
It's her fault. If the Demon King hadn't been neglected, he wouldn't have fired a shot. If he hadn't fired a shot, Xuelin wouldn't have been shot!!!
If something happened to Xuelin, wouldn't she have to bear the heavy burden of killing people?
Xuelin didn't speak. She just followed Han Xi's instructions and lay there obediently. She didn't speak, but her eyes slowly closed...
Four red lights indicating "operation in progress" were on, indicating that Zi Huan, Weizhe, Qian Yu and Xuelin were undergoing operations in the operating room.
Hanxi sat on the chair in front of the operating room, closing her eyes and trying her best to calm down.
Jiaxi and Guanruo were with Hanxi, and they had roughly understood what happened from Han Xuan.
Why...why do I care so much about Lan Xuelin...
Haven't I always treated her as a stranger... Why... would I care about her so much now...
Han Xi couldn't help but think to herself. She actually cares about Lan Xuelin so much...
n minutes later...
The doctor from operating room No. 4 suddenly came out and looked at Hanxi and others eagerly.
"Are you relatives of Miss Xuelin?" the doctor asked.
"We are not, we are her friends." Ren Feng said, looking at the doctor, Xuelin would not be...
"Ms. Xuelin is critically ill now. We don't have blood suitable for her in our blood bank and cannot perform surgery." The doctor briefly described the problem.
"Isn't it?" Such a big hospital doesn't even have blood of the same blood type? How can you be a doctor?!
"Where's Wei Zhe? Her and Wei Zhe's blood types must be the same." Han Xuan touched his chin and said. Yes, the blood types of his brother and sister must be the same, then Xuelin will be saved!
"We have thought about this. We are sorry, because Master Wei Zhe also suffered a lot of injuries, we do not allow him to donate blood. Even though he is willing." The doctor said firmly. Yes, as a doctor, how can he
What about allowing a severely injured patient to donate blood to a dying patient?
If one of them is wrong, both patients may be sent away from this world at any time!!!
What's more, even if there is blood to perform surgery now, they are not sure that Xuelin can be saved.
"What's Xuelin's blood type?" The most important question.
"Rh." The doctor frowned and said.
rh???
"Wait, it seems like I am too!" Suddenly, Mu Jiaxi jumped up and said.
Yes, I seem to be an Rh-type person! I even donated blood when I was working at my father’s place!
"Isn't it right? You and Xuelin actually have the same blood type?" Ren Feng said with a look of disbelief.
"No matter what, it's important to save people. You go with the nurse to draw blood for a blood test immediately." The doctor pointed at Jiaxi and said.
"Oh." Mu Jiaxi followed the nurse in confusion and went to draw blood.