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Why did he suddenly have to turn the car around?

Lu Zhou was surprised, but he did not say anything, and obediently backed the car back to its previous position.

Ye Wanqing was no longer there. He hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Do you want to check the property and household information? This is the opening episode of the third episode last year of Ming Yuan. "

"No need."

Gu Jinyuan rejected the idea with a calm expression. No one knew what he wanted to do.

Lu Zhou did not ask any further and drove off.

He brought Ye Chenlin home, first helped him bathe, then helped him eat dinner. After playing games for a while, he laid on the bed and told a bedtime story.

Ye Chenlin was very tired, he grabbed her arm and asked blurrily: "Mommy, I'm thinking too much, when are we going home?"

Ye Wanqing helped him tuck in the blanket, and kissed his forehead. "Mummy misses him a lot too.

"Yeah, I want to bring him a lot of delicious things to eat. He definitely likes them. I'm the big brother, I have to let him …"

Ye Chenlin's voice became softer and softer, and very quickly, he started to snore.

After putting down the storybook, Ye Wanqing laid down and gently patted his back, a tranquil look in his eyes.

Five years ago, she could think of a way to keep the two children alive from Gu Jinyuan.

After a dreamless night, Ye Wanqing finished his breakfast and sent Ye Chenlin to the school bus. After the bus left, Ye Wanqing prepared to present his blood to the hospital.

Ye Musen was always sick, her hands were always full of pinpricks, causing Lu Qiuhe to often shed tears.

Ye Wanqing didn't believe that, but he had gotten into the habit of donating blood regularly.

It was said that saving a life was better than building a seven-layered pagoda. If her blood could save a person, wouldn't that save her son a bit of suffering?

It was business time, and there weren't many people in the hospital.

Ye Wanqing was at the front desk asking for directions to the blood donation, and a group of people pushed an emergency stretcher in, and entered the emergency room.

The people in the back were whispering to each other. It seemed to be a very serious car accident.

The way of the world is so unpredictable!

With a sigh in his heart, Ye Wanqing turned and prepared to donate his blood. The emergency room door suddenly opened, and the nurse anxiously shouted out: "Who is of the AB type, the patient is currently suffering from massive bleeding, the hospital's blood bank is insufficient, the current situation is very urgent, is there anyone willing to donate their blood?"

AB type blood?

She is!

Without hesitation, Ye Wanqing raised his hand.

The nurse pulled her over and drew a large bag of blood. It was noisy outside, as if the patient's family had arrived.

After drawing the blood, Ye Wanqing felt dizzy and sat on the wall to rest.

The amount of blood she had just drawn far exceeded her usual amount of blood donation. Adding to the pressure, her body began to break out in a cold sweat.

Feel... Not so good.

Ye Wanqing clenched his fist, and thought about asking the nurse to get him some nourishment for him. The door to the room was pushed open, and the nurse who had just drawn the blood came back and grabbed her arm with a cotton swab to dispel the poison, and even tied her up with a Pulse Compression Belt.

"What are you doing!?"

Ye Wanqing grabbed her hand, his gaze frighteningly cold. The nurse was shocked, her eyes drifted, not daring to look her in the eye. "The blood I just drew is not enough, I need to smoke a little more."

"The blood I just drew has already exceeded the endurance of my body. I don't agree!"

Ye Wanqing pulled off the vein compression band, making her vision go black, but she had an instinctual sense of danger and needed to leave immediately.

He stumbled to the door, but before his hand could reach the handle, a person walked in. His voice was filled with anger and ridicule as he said, "It's just a little bit of blood, not death."