For a while.

The voice is hoarse of open mouth, permeate indifference of Yin Ji, "have no."

RH negative blood group?

Shisheng, are you making an idol drama?

Character is one in a million troubles, even the blood on the body is so troublesome.

When the nurse saw him, she said "no" coldly, and then there was no movement. It seemed that she was going to let fate decide. She said, "we have already transferred blood from the blood station, but it will take an hour at the earliest. It's still under the condition of no traffic jam. The patient's current situation can't last that long, The most serious consequence is that patients suffer from brain death due to insufficient oxygen supply to the brain due to long-term ischemia. "

Ji Yunan's eyebrow has never been loosened since he received the phone call. He looked back at the dark people in the corridor and said, "which of you is Rh negative?"

No one should, like the collective dumb general, even just whispering also did not.

He took out a stack of one hundred banknotes from his wallet, and found that there were two or three thousand. "Who can get blood transfusion immediately or who can find someone to do it in a short time?" his finger pointed on the stack of banknotes. "The number doubled."

Whispering has turned into talking. There are already a lot of people on the phone.

The nurse looked at the man in front of her, and although she could not see the brand on him, she could see the valuable clothes from the cloth and workmanship. "This is the consent form for the operation. The patient's injury is too serious, and it may lead to..."

"Don't read it," Ji Yunan interrupted her chatter. She read the ten or twenty complications listed in the consent form at a glance and signed her name at the last place where her family members signed.

He raised his head and handed it to the nurse with a pen. "You ask the doctor who operated on her to be careful and use what she has learned all her life. If she can't live a safe life, the doctors and nurses who are in charge of the operation and the anesthesiologist all want to live a safe life."

Nurse:

She wanted to scold the man who threatened her blatantly, but was pressed by the other party's aura so that she couldn't say a word. She swallowed: "relationship."

See Ji Yunan a face puzzled stare at her, quickly point to his signature place way: "you and patient's relation, want to write behind your name."

The man took the pen from the nurse again, frowned slightly, and then wrote on the husband and wife.

He buried his head, didn't see that after he finished writing, the nurse quickly glanced at him with a kind of frightened eyes, and finally fell on his handsome face that couldn't pick out any flaws.

He curled his lips in disdain.

I thought the background was tough. It turned out that it was a little wolf dog kept by a rich woman.

There are more than 40 patients in it.

After signing, the nurse went into the operating room.

The door was closed again, and the scene inside could not be seen at all. Even if there was a piece of glass on the door, all you could see was the cold and white wall inside.

Ji Yunan leaned against the wall, his legs overlapping, and his money was still on the blue armrest.

He reached out to touch the cigarette, but he remembered that the hospital could not smoke. He put his hand into the pocket of his suit and touched the lighter instead. He found that he threw the lighter away when he came here just now.

He didn't want to admit that he was worried, but he was a bit flustered and at a loss.

The only thing he can toss about on his hand is a mobile phone, which he presses aimlessly.

Wechat, address book, browser

All kinds of apps were opened by him in turn.

Even he didn't know what he wanted to do, so he felt upset and wanted to find something to do, so as not to make himself so anxious.

Point to point out Mo Beiting's wechat, he sent a message in the past, "third brother."

"What's up?" he said

Ji Yunan was about to return, but he got stuck when he typed the first word.

How do I say this?

A woman who particularly annoyed him had a car accident, and now she was rescued in the operating room, bleeding to death? What's the point of worrying about him standing here without burning Gaoxiang?

Subordinates?

When there's a car accident, I'll go to the doctor. He's worried that it's useless.

After thinking about it, I didn't know how to return. I wanted to talk to someone again. My fingers moved and I typed two words in the past, "third brother."

At that end, Mo Beiting thought that he had something difficult to say to him, but he was embarrassed to say it directly. He patiently replied, "yes."

He is in a meeting. The financial manager who is reporting his work sees that he often looks at his mobile phone, and there is a trend of cold sweat on his forehead.

Before the mobile phone could be put down, another wechat came in. He slid the latest wechat reminder on the screen.