Reborn Girl’s New Life

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The curve of the ECG tends to be calm.

The doctor who is undergoing surgical bandaging can't help but anxiously: "Is the emergency, the plasma has not been sent yet?"

The nurse was busy reminding me to come back and tell the doctor: "The phone has been rushed, but the blood in the blood bank is not enough. Even if it is sent, it should not be of much use."

"You must hurry to find someone to donate blood."

The words of the doctor, Song Yunqi, of course understand that it is imperative to find enough plasma to transfuse Xiaoluo.

However, Xiao Luo's blood type is strange. If there is no suitable spare plasma in the blood bank, it must be transferred to another blood bank.

The transfer is not a problem, the problem is time.

Xiao Luo can't wait, only now can find someone to immediately give him a blood transfusion, in order to save Xiao Luo's life.

And the blood type of Xiao Luo is most likely to match the same grandfather except Xiao Luo's parents, which is Xiao Luo's uncle.

Xiaoluo’s parents have passed away. Only one grandfather’s physical condition is not good. The blood transfusion may not help.

And Xiaoluo’s uncle, who is just a strong man, is the one who is most likely to save Xiaoluo.

With an idea, Song Yunxiao has to go out: "Can you please Xiaolu's two uncles come over?"

The doctor showed a bitter look on his face: "Mr. Xiao Yu and Mr. Xiao Liang have already left for the Philippines in the afternoon. I heard that they are now going back."

Going back?

She sneered at the bottom of her heart, they can't wait for Xiao Luo to die immediately, how could it really go back?

The expression on her face began to be cold, and she felt that Xiao Luo’s hand began to get cold.

Her heart began to move, as if there was a cold fire, cool, burning like a snake from the bottom of my heart, as if to burn through the limbs, but it was cold.

Song Yunxiao holds Xiao Luo's hand, tightens his fingers, tightens, and tightens.

She felt like she was holding a quicksand. As long as she was a little careless, the quicksand would slip away from her palm without any love.

She did not want Xiao Luo to die.

Never let Xiao Luo die.

She also wants to help him become the biggest authority of the Xiao family, and she has to keep up with him as a firm ally in this fast-changing mall.

She wants to live with him.

Live together.

There is a strong belief in the heart, but the reality has eaten away her beliefs a little bit in the loss of time.

A doctor with a mask came in silently from the door of the operating room and walked straight to Song Yunqi. He said, "Miss Song, what blood type?"

Song Yunyi stunned, his eyes slowly, from Xiao Luo's pale face, fell on his wrist.

Yes, Song Yunqi, what is the blood type?

Gu Changge is O-type, what kind of blood is Song Yunzhen?

Although she did a paternity test at the Song family, she never knew what blood type of blood she was.

Her eyes were somewhat suspicious. She lifted her throat and looked at the doctor wearing a mask in front of her. She gently opened her lips: "Please help me test the blood type."

"Ready to serve."

......

Sitting on the opposite side of the desert in the middle of the desert.

Lu Xia’s missing finger on his right hand is not going to pick up gloves.

But her left hand is slender and soft, and she is willing to take off her gloves to hold a coffee cup and drink coffee.

The mellow smell of the Blue Mountain coffee is scattered in the air, and then spreads to the tip of the nose along the floating atmosphere in the air.

Breathing gently makes people feel relaxed and relaxed.

However, even if the atmosphere is so good, there is no slack expression on the face of Chu Mo's face.

"Miss Lu, it’s better to talk to you."

Lu Xia lightly tasted the coffee of the fine porcelain coffee cup. He heard the words, put the coffee cup down gracefully, and raised a pair of handsome eyebrows and looked at him: "I haven’t told her about her life."

"what do you want?"

Chu Mou can not think that Lu Xia did not directly tell Lin Yunzhen's real life because of the greatness and kindness, and wanted him to catch Song Yunxiao.

Lu Xia, a woman who is very deep in the city, does not immediately grab the benefits after determining something, but looks at the developments without hesitation. It can only show that the more the future, the greater the benefits.

She is just laying a long line to catch big fish.

Who is this big fish she wants to catch?

Is he deserted?

still is……

"The reason why I don't tell Miss Song is because I think it's better for Chu Shao to personally tell her."

"If I tell her, what good is it for me?"

For him, basically there is no benefit, it will only make him lose Song Yunxiao, so he does not want to tell her.

I don't want to let her go back to Xiao.

Lu Xia thought about it: "If you tell Yunxiao by Chu Shao, at least, you may still be together."

Chu Mo Xiaoxiao: "Do you think that Yunxiao will give up the identity of Xiao's parents and marry to Yuncheng to marry?"

"She is only a daughter. If she helps Xiaoluo successfully stabilize the situation of Xiaojia, she still has to marry. Xiaojia’s father did not think about letting a granddaughter take charge of Xiao’s family."

Chu Moxi nodded: "If Xiaojia really thinks like this, it would be great."

Just let Song Yunxiao go to Xiaojia to help the Xiao family to stabilize the situation. When the Xiao family settles, Xiao family will marry Song Yunxiao?

It’s really a moving lobby.

However, he still wants to give Lu Xi a piece of advice.

"Miss Lu, although the movement of the Gangcheng City is very good, but this is just a port city, Yunxiao, she is Yuncheng."

Lu Xia Emei, side eyes, do not quite understand the meaning of this sentence.

Chu Mo Yu has no intention to continue to talk to her: "Be careful to invite the wolf into the room, I will go first."

The negligence of the desert in the desert, leaving only a very wide back in the sight of Lu Xia, and then gradually drifting away, and finally disappeared.

Lu Xia is not very clear, but he does not understand.

Naturally, she understands that there are people outside the mountains and mountains. The movement of the city can be fully understood, but the city of Yuncheng is only half understanding.

Next to George, Lu Xia was still sitting on the seat. He didn't mean to get up and leave. He bent over and whispered to her: "Lu Zong?"

Lu Xia is in the air.

George got close to a few points and whispered to her in her ear: "Lu, it’s time to go back."

Lu Xia was so close to the name, only to wake up.

She looked at George's face from side to side, tall white assistant blond, gentle and gentle like a magical clear water, let her look at her, almost sinking.

Unfortunately, it is doomed how she wants to sink, and she keeps a clear mind from beginning to end.

She recovered coldly, put the glove of her left hand on it, and hung her eyelids. It was like talking to George. "The Chu Mo is really stubborn. Actually, he bites the fat of Song Yunxiao and refuses to let it go."

"Miss Song is a very good girl."

"If such a girl comes to Xiaojia, she will be able to shine, and she will be wronged in the small place of Song."

"What if Chu Shao refused to let it go?"

"First dragging, what I want to do in Lu Xia, can't stop it."

Today, she saw the desert, but she was only to explore the tone of the desert, and gave him a reassurance. She told him that even if Song Yunyi returned to Xiao, he would let Song Yunxiao marry and leave Xiao.

This is just to let the desert in the desert be a little more relaxed.

If it is Chu Moyu who intends to hand over Song Yunxi to Xiao Jia, how can Song Yunqi’s decision be reversed?

If Xiao’s father is awake, if he is a granddaughter, he wants to hand over the grandfather of Xiao’s family to this granddaughter.

Xiao Luo should not disagree.

Let Song Yunyi be the master of the Xiao family, Xiao Jia will not decline.

If Song Yunzhen feels her grace, she has always been united with Lu Jia, and Lujia is also an arm.

However, Chu Mo said that ... please the wolf into the room.

This wolf refers to Song Yunxiao?

What is this little girl like this?

......

The operating room lights are unusually bright.

Shadowless lights are applied to those wounds, and doctors can sterilize and bandage accurately and accurately.

Song Yunxiao’s fingers are still being unconsciously captured by Xiao Luo.

Someone in the operating room is waiting anxiously.

Will's wounds have not been bandaged, and the island is anxiously looking into the operating room from time to time, but the red light in the operating room has not been extinguished.

"Is there anything wrong with Rocky?"

Will raised his eyes: "It should be okay..."

The voice is dry and you don't have to think about it. Even if it is Will, I am not sure if Xiaolu will have an accident.

The island was tightly held with both hands, waiting outside the door of the operating room.

There is no such thing as the two people in the desert, and they waited calmly for the other party to come out.

Just didn't wait for a long time, there was an assistant around, and whispered something in his ear.

After listening to the assistant’s words, Chu Mo’s eyes glanced and his face became cold and cold, and he looked at the assistant: “When is it?”

The assistant lowered the voice: "Just just."

The desert in the desert was screaming, and suddenly stood up, and did not say a word, and he left.

The Weir and the island that were watching were all unclear. When Will saw the desert, his eyes changed slightly, and he got up and went to the emergency department.

The island hurriedly followed: "I am going to bandage with you."

Will did not refuse.

In the operating room, a stagnant and condensed atmosphere, the doctor's forehead had sweat on his forehead, and the next nurse reached out and wiped the sweat on the doctor's forehead with a handkerchief.

Song Yunqi’s heart was so powerful that he looked at the curve of the electrocardiogram and couldn’t help but bite his lower lip.

Don't die.

Although this injury is not light, but there is plasma to save you, you must not die, Xiao Luo.

Her fingers tightened and tightened, and the joints began to whitish.

The nurse over there was concerned about asking her: "Miss Song, do you want to leave first?"

"No need to."

"You look very bad, go to rest first? The dressing operation is about to be completed."

"Nothing, I am here with him."

The nurse looked at her stubbornly and looked at Xiaoluo in the hospital bed before she returned to the doctor.

Xiao Luo seems to be dreaming, his brows are wrinkled and he is not peaceful.

Song Yunxuan’s face was paler, but he remained stubbornly in the operating room.

Xiaoluo's ribs are broken, surgery is required, and there is a large area of ​​scratch on the back that requires suturing.

The blood is bright red, even if she doesn't want to see it, but those bright red colors are still flooded with water that cannot be stopped.

She rubbed her lips and let herself ignore the blood.

But before, but somehow, it became blurred.