Bo Yucheng only felt a basin of cold water poured on his head.

He gripped the report in his hand tightly, the blue veins on his arm were violent, and his eyes were covered with scarlet blood.

"Boy..." Wen Le cautiously tentatively said, "It's better to sign, or if the doctor can't continue the operation, the young lady's situation may be even more dangerous..."

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng raised his eyes suddenly.

He immediately snatched the critical illness notice from the doctor, looked at every ink word printed on the white paper, and carefully read all possible major risks...

The eyes that were already dull were even more dead and cold.

"Give me the pen." After a while, he slowly opened his lips.

Wen Le immediately took out a pen from his pocket and handed it to him. Bo Yucheng held the pen tightly with his big palm. He raised his eyes and looked at the door of the operating room. When he made up his mind to sign...

"Is Lord Bo a family member of Doctor Jinglan?"

The doctor said suddenly and looked at the man in front of him.

As Shi Qinglan's chief surgeon, he also followed her to fight the epidemic before. Naturally, he knew that the relationship between the two people did not seem to be very good, and it seemed inappropriate for Bo Ye to sign this kind of document.

I don't know why Bo Ye was so emotional, and no one had ever seen the boss of S Zhou so crazy.

Bo Yucheng's lips pressed tightly, "I am her fiance."

Hearing this, the doctor's expression could not help being a little shocked.

As soon as he saw the shocking waves covered in blood, he was taken aback by her gender, and now he learned that...

It turns out that Jinglan and Bo Ye are a pair!

Bo Yucheng signed his name with extremely heavy brushstrokes, staring deeply at the five words of the critical illness notice, hesitating for a while before handing the paper back, his fingertips trembling slightly.

"Doctor, we must let her come out well for me."

The doctor recovered from the shock. He took the signed critical illness notice and nodded firmly and said, "Don't worry, Bo, we will do our best."

"However, it's better to notify Dr. Jinglan's immediate family members to come over. Injury to the heart pulse is likely to cause major bleeding. The hospital uses too much blood during this period and the inventory may not be enough."

Bo Yucheng responded with a deep voice, "I see."

The doctor returned to the operating room with the critical illness notice. The man leaned against the wall depressedly, clenching his fists in despair.

He collapsed and closed his eyes tiredly, but even if he closed his eyes, the image of Shi Qinglan lying in his arms covered in blood still crashed into his mind...

The heart seemed to be held tightly, making him too painful to breathe, like a soldering iron burning on the apex of his heart, it was unbearable pain, but also anxious and helpless.

"Boy..." Wen Le said weakly.

He reminded in a low voice, "Should we contact Master Xiao first, in case the young lady needs a blood transfusion later..."

Bo Yucheng slowly opened his eyes. The man's deep eyes had always been extremely overwhelming, but at this moment, his eyes were slightly red, and he rarely appeared helpless and vulnerable.

He covered his face with his hands, and his extremely dull voice sounded slowly after a while, "Get in touch."

"Yes." Wen Le nodded slightly and took out his mobile phone.

He went to the side to call Jiang Xiaoyin to inform the news.

Xiao Qianche stood beside him. He turned his head to look at Bo Yucheng indifferently, and for a moment he retracted his gaze to look at the operating room, "Before, she never let herself take this kind of risk."

His eyes gradually became more indulgent and helpless.

The lips were lightly raised, and she whispered, "When I first saw her, she was skinny, with almost no blood on her immature face, and she didn't even want to communicate with anyone. Even when I heard the sound of breathing, I would be wary and afraid. ."

"She doesn't allow anyone to approach her. Even if she hears the sound of rain when she is asleep, she will suddenly wake up. No matter who it is in the entire Jingshi Pavilion, she has never had a chance to hurt her."

"When participating in the training of Jingshige, I often see Lanlan coming out covered in blood, but what she has on her body will always be someone else's blood."

"Only once, she suddenly disappeared. When she fled back, she was covered with scars and life was hanging by a thread. That was the first time I saw her injured, but she smiled and told me..."

"She has a sense of measure and will not lose her life. She can even tell the doctor soberly how to treat her."

Having said this, Xiao Qianche lowered his eyes and laughed softly.

His lips raised a bitter smile, "Even if she is almost unable to hold on, this girl will pretend to be very calm, lying on the operating table and directing the doctor to do this and that, until she fell asleep under anesthesia. She would lie there and be used by the doctor."

"If she can, even if she only has the last bit of strength, I think she will definitely open her eyes and look at the shadowless lamp, and gesture to her body to tell the doctor..."

"Doctor, you cut from here, and remember to sew well after the operation, otherwise she will take it apart and sew it again when she wakes up.

Having said that, Xiao Qianche raised his eyes again and glanced at the door of the operating room, the smile on the corner of his lips gradually converged.

The light in the man's eyes gradually dimmed, "But this time..."

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng couldn't help feeling even more suffocated.

He raised his hand to support his forehead, closed his eyes, held his breath, and waited anxiously for the result of the operation outside the corridor.

The cold white light in the corridor looked so desolate.

Jiang Xiaoyin rushed to the central hospital immediately after receiving the news. He rushed towards the operating room, his previous stiff, calm and calm appearance was completely gone.

He grabbed the man's neckline directly, "Bo Yucheng, you..."

"Master Xiao!" Wen Le rushed over and stopped him immediately.

Jiang Xiaoyin clutched Bo Yucheng's collar tightly. His white shirt was full of wrinkles. His joints were all white, and the veins on his forehead flared out of anger. "That's how you protected her?"

His low voice squeezed out between his lips and teeth.

Those deep pupils seemed to be breathing fire, and he couldn't wait to tear the man in front of him directly, "Speak!"

"Master Xiao, calm down!" Wen Le looked terrified.

But Jiang Xiaoyin couldn't calm down at this moment. He had already learned about Shi Qinglan's situation before he rushed here, knew that her life was hanging by a thread, and also knew about signing the critical illness notice!

"Sorry." Bo Yucheng's eyes were also horribly red.

His voice was very hoarse, and his whole body exuded a kind of haze. The thin master, who has always been powerful and strategizing, has no way to deal with such things at this moment.

"You..." Jiang Xiaoyin waved his fist and was about to punch him.

But at this moment, the door of the operating room was suddenly pushed open, and the doctor hurried out, "has the patient's family come? Dr. Jinglan suffered a heavy blood transfusion during the operation!"