Are you sick? Are you scolding him? Shang Lingxiao was secretly dissatisfied.

But he didn't show it, his expression became weaker and weaker, "My body is not in the way, I just want to be by my father's side."

After a few more words of concern, the reporter ended the interview.

At this time, netizens on the hot search are still enthusiastically discussing whether Bo Xingzhi is mad at the president.

There are some good people who keep twitching like **** sticks.

"I'm so pissed, is Bo going to be president?"

"My mother! What a vicious mind."

"It's too much to **** off my father."

"It's disgusting to treat your biological father so ruthlessly."

"I absolutely don't support him!"

It looks like a group of sailors.

Bo Xingzhi ignored the keyboard warriors who scolded him.

Because he is disdainful.

On the other hand, Song Yan couldn't sit still at home. He had been out of the hospital for a while, and when he was bored, he would watch TV shows on his mobile phone.

After 100 days of injury, he can go to the hospital for rehabilitation in a few days.

The injured legs are still unable to exert their strength. It may be that they have been lying down for too long, or they may not recover well.

He was sitting in a wheelchair and was basking in the sun in the yard, but he heard constant push messages.

It kept popping up on his phone screen.

Playing made him upset, and when he opened it, he was instantly furious.

He called his brothers without thinking.

"Hurry up and clean up those sailors, and let the young master clean up. These garbage are too much! It is very obvious that someone is blacking the young master."

"What's the matter with you one by one? Do you need me to call to remind you of this trivial matter? Hurry up and deal with it."

"Okay, brother Yan, don't worry, we'll do it right now." The brother who answered the phone quickly replied, "You take care of your injury, don't let your anger hurt your body, the brothers are waiting for you to come back!"

Song Yan scolded with a smile, "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and do it."

Soon the popularity on the Internet was reduced.

The scolding of those sailors was also cleaned up one by one.

Jing Baizhi sat on the chair and looked through the comments on the Internet, and suddenly became a little discouraged, "What's going on? Are Bo Xingzhi's team moving so fast?"

She wants to see more of the fun!

"Oh, who doesn't have a PR team these days! It's been PR." A doctor also said angrily.

"It's boring to watch without drama." She yawned.

Immediately, he began to make a small abacus in his heart, Xiao Jiujiu.

Or... contact a Ling Yichen?

Thinking of this, she sent a message to Ling Yichen, "Young Master Ling, today the president has an operation, why isn't anyone from your family here?"

Ling Yichen just got out of the car and took Ling Yixin towards the operating room.

"I just got to the hospital."

"Have you seen what's going on on the Internet?" Jing Baizhi took a few pictures for him, "Young Master Bo is too much? I feel chills for the president."

"Ms. Jing, don't get involved in the president's affairs. Be careful to invite rumors to Ms. Jing." Ling Yichen didn't want to talk so much to Jing Baizhi. Who is she? The little princess of the Jing family.

Especially now that Grandpa has finished his retreat and came out to preside over the Ling family.

Grandpa's attitude is very obvious, and he doesn't want to cooperate with the Jing family anymore.

So... he didn't dare to be deeply involved with the Jing family.

If it was before, he wouldn't mind helping Jing Baizhi achieve such a small wish, such as blackmailing others on the Internet.

As soon as he heard the news from Jing Baizhi, he knew what she meant.

Everyone is smart, not stupid.

For now, forget it.

He didn't want to be the cannon fodder for his grandfather's iron-blooded family.

Jing Baizhi stared at the screen of her mobile phone in shock, she was rejected?

Grass!

Did something go wrong?

At this time, Ling Yichen and Ling Yixin had already come to the door of the operating room. From a distance, they saw Shang Lingxiao, who was desperately performing, and Bo Xingzhi with a cold face.

Not only that, but the heads of other major families have already heard the news.

After all, the president, who has always been in good health, has not only entered the ICU, but is also undergoing surgery. They all want to show up vigorously, and they especially want to know who is in the wrong hands.

They are so convenient and quick to stand in line for profit.

After greeting everyone, the twin brothers found a chair and sat down.

Ye Yanli was long overdue. There are children at home, so he walked up to Bo Xingzhi with the tenderness of a dad, "Azhi, how is it now?"

"It's been more than two hours since the operation." Bo Xingzhi replied lightly. "It shouldn't be a problem."

The two of them were talking when Ling Yichen's ironic voice floated over, "Young Master Ye, it's too late for you, right? Everyone came early to accompany the president."

"Our little Su is doing surgery inside! It's not good for Young Master Ling to say these things?" Ye Yanli retorted. "I saw the reporter's interview on the road just now. It seems that the two young masters were not there at that time, right?"

The strong smell of gunpowder from the Ling Ye family was so frightening that others did not dare to say a word.

Time passed, and everyone was getting more and more impatient.

But he didn't dare to leave.

The brothers Jing Ren and Jing Huai also came over early. Jing Ren was not in good health, so he forced himself to come and stand in front of the operating room.

Just when he was on the verge of collapsing and almost fainted, Jing Huai supported him at the right time, "Brother, how are you?"

"I'm fine."

"Master Jing doesn't look very well recently!" A sideline of the Jing family asked with concern, "Have you seen a doctor?"

Jing Ren nodded, "Fortunately, it's just a small problem."

He didn't want to reveal the fact that doctors couldn't find the cause at all.

Immediately afterwards, everyone found a new topic and began to ask whether Jing Cancan had a boyfriend, Jing Ren's body...

Jing Ren was so irritated that he wanted to make these people disappear and shut up immediately.

Just then, there was a bang.

The door to the operating room was opened.

A nurse came out and said to Bo Xingzhi and Shang Lingxiao, "You two young masters, the president urgently needs a blood transfusion, which one of you will come with me?"

Shang Lingxiao coughed heavily, "I'm sick, it seems unlikely..."

"Okay then, Master Bo, please come with me. There is no RH negative blood in the blood bank, and this kind of blood is hard to find." The little nurse said and walked forward.

Everyone stared at this scene with wide eyes, only to see Bo Xingzhi taking off his coat and handing it over to Cheng Ye, then followed the little nurse and left.

"Did he really give?"

"I thought he wouldn't!"

"Yeah, it's not that he **** off the president so fast."

"I don't know the whole picture, let's not guess. It all depends on other people's actions."

Everyone whispered after Bo Xingzhi left.

Because they are direct relatives, Bo Xingzhi's blood needs to be irradiated after being drawn out, and it can be used only after irradiation.

But these are not things he is worried about, after all... he is only responsible for providing fresh blood.

Soon Bo Xingzhi's bleeding was sent to the operating room.

Not much to smoke, 200CC.

Ruan Su looked at the blood bag and hooked her lips, "The blood transfusion will begin. The operation is about to end, everyone will cheer up and it will be fine soon. After the end, I will invite everyone to a big dinner."

"OK."

"Yes! Doctor Ruan!"

"Thank you, Doctor Ruan."

The atmosphere in the operating room is very harmonious and lively.

However, the little nurse has a little doubt in her heart. It seems that she doesn't need blood transfusion very much. Why does Dr. Ruan have to go to Bo Xingzhi herself?

Forget it, I don't understand.

After another hour or so, the operation was finally over.

Ruan Su walked out of the operating room with several medical staff.

As soon as she came out, the reporter's microphone came in front of her. "Dr. Ruan, how is the president's situation now? How is the operation?"

Ruan Su raised his hand and smoothed the hair under his surgical cap. "The operation was successful. It needs to be sent to the ICU for forty-eight hours of observation. If there are no problems, it can be transferred to the ward."

"How did you feel when you had the surgery? The president doesn't seem to like you." The reporter didn't care much about the president's health at all. He was more concerned about the topic of privacy, because only privacy can attract attention and attention.

Ruan Su glanced at him lightly, "This is just my job."

Another reporter quickly answered, "Dr. Ruan is really dedicated and serious about his work! So, please, do you really mind that the president doesn't like you? If he still doesn't like you after he wakes up, what should you do?"

"Cold salad." Ruan Su felt upset for a while, "Whoever he likes is his right, it has nothing to do with me. I'm tired, please let me go."

The more these reporters ask, the more outrageous they are.

Seeing this, Bo Xingzhi strode to Ruan Su's side and directly protected her in his arms.

A pair of sharp eyes glanced at the reporters surrounding them, "Get out of the way, my wife is tired."

Hearing his dignified and icy words, those reporters didn't dare to make a few more twists and turns, so they had to separate a path very embarrassingly to let their husband and wife leave.

At this time, the president was also sent out of the operating room by the nurses and began to move towards the ICU.

When these reporters saw this, they immediately followed, and began to pat and pat.

"Are you tired?" Bo Xingzhi looked down at the slender woman in his arms, her expression was a little pale, standing in front of the operating table for several hours was no joke.

"It's okay." Ruan Su nodded.

After he sent her to the office, he poured her a glass of water thoughtfully.

There were some pastries and delicate side dishes on the coffee table in the office. Bo Xingzhi pulled her to sit on the sofa, "I'm probably hungry, so let's eat something."

At first glance, it is obvious that Bo Xingzhi made people prepare in advance.

Ruan Su felt warm in her heart. In fact, she has no appetite and is too tired.

But she couldn't bear to touch the man's kindness, so she picked up her chopsticks and tasted the steamed egg with shrimp.

As a result, after taking a few bites, my appetite was completely opened, and she was really fragrant!