Chapter 1249

LAN Yurou doesn't know what's going on, but she is scared by an Yimo's tone and releases her hand.

An Yi Mo suddenly thought of what, ask a way, "doctor, don't know blue madam is what blood type?"

"Type O blood." The doctor returned.

If it's a precious blood type, the blue family must be prepared.

Just because Mrs. LAN is still a common type O blood, she did not prepare for it at all.

Unfortunately, there is no type O blood in LAN Haoyan and the doctor.

So we have to call the servants together and ask one by one who has type O blood.

The doctor was running out, and heard an Yimo say, "don't look for it, I'm type O blood, take my blood!"

The doctor stopped and looked back at an Yimo.

I saw an Yimo had rolled up his sleeve, revealing his thin white arm.

"Are you type o?" The doctor happily confirmed it.

After all, the convener is too time-consuming. If there is a ready-made matching blood type, Mrs. LAN is more likely to be rescued.

"Yes, don't delay. If you don't believe it, you can have a blood test." Ann said in a hurry.

The doctor respectfully said, "you come with me."

"Good."

Looking at the doctor into the next room, Ann to Mo just want to keep up, was palace night to pull.

An Yimo shook his arm, "don't pull me."

Gong Ming night good-looking eyebrows slightly wrinkled, "you have been thin like this, you may also have anemia, but also to give others blood transfusion!"

"What, where am I losing weight? I'm in good health. I'm not sick. Don't worry. It's important to save my life. " Ann to Mo drum face, deliberately appear their face round.

She used to be thin, but now she has long been fattened by Gong Ming night.

"..." Gong MINGYE knew that it was important to save her life, but he was very upset at the thought that she was going to give someone a blood transfusion, and he didn't know how long it would take to make up for the loss of blood.

"Well behaved, I'll tell you when I finish my blood transfusion!" An Yimo said, forced earned earned arm, finally broke away from his clamp.

She hurried into the room where the doctor was.

The doctor was not ambiguous at all, and immediately began to draw blood for an Yimo.

As the tip of the needle pierces the skin, the blood is drawn out bit by bit.

Haven't finished drawing blood, an Yi Mo then saw the palace dark night quietly walked in.

She glared at him and asked, "what are you doing in here?"

According to his past bad habits, she always had the illusion that he was here to make trouble.

Gong MINGYE knew what she was thinking, but he didn't answer. Instead, he stood beside her and looked at the more and more blood in the blood bag.

His mood is complicated and difficult to distinguish, even a little bit painful.

God knows how much he wants to draw her blood, even if he's done.

Unfortunately... He's not type o.

Seeing that the blood in the blood bag was almost full, the palace night said coldly, "OK!"

In the doctor's opinion, it was a little worse.

But since Gong MINGYE spoke, the doctor couldn't continue to smoke. He quickly took the needle from an Yimo's arm and asked an Yimo to press it with a disinfectant cotton. The doctor took the blood bag and went out.

Looking at the back of the doctor's leaving, an Yimo did not forget to shout, "if the blood is not enough, come back and tell me, I have more blood, I'm not afraid."

The doctor answered and left the room.

Ann continued to press the eye of the needle.

Suddenly, the top of the head was hit heavily.