The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

The priest left the Bofei Western Restaurant.

The phone rang, and he casually took out the phone and connected the phone, with a frivolous tone, "Who?"

The priest opened his long legs and sat in the driver's seat. As soon as he inserted the key into the car and was about to start the car, he heard the voice of the chief doctor Si Xue coming from the phone.

"Si Shao, Miss Si was not given timely and effective treatment because of her special blood type. The prognosis effect in the past two years is also very unsatisfactory..."

"We have just been diagnosed. She has bone cancer and her condition has deteriorated very quickly. When is it convenient for you to come to the hospital, let's talk about the treatment plan..."

Hearing this, the priest's eyes were dazzling.

He twisted the key and the car was started immediately.

The priest suddenly threw the phone into the passenger seat, hung up the Bluetooth headset, and started off. "What else?"

"Also...and..."

The attending doctor did not act in an official manner anymore, and his momentum also weakened as the priest pressed him.

The priest snorted, "While I'm not standing in front of you, you'd better make it clear...otherwise, my fists will not be obedient, so I won't be responsible."

The attending doctor shuddered.

He clenched the receiver in his hand, hesitating to say anything else, "This..."

"Say." The priest's tone was cold.

The attending doctor took a deep breath and simply explained the situation, "Miss Si wants to give up treatment and does not want to suffer from chemotherapy anymore, so...or else come to the hospital as soon as possible."

The temperature inside the car seemed to have condensed a little more suddenly, like an ice cellar, and window grilles could form at any time.

The priest held the steering wheel tightly and drove towards Ancheng Hospital. His eyes were secretive. He couldn't tell what he was thinking, but he looked particularly cold.

treatment?

The priest's red lips twitched lightly and sneered, "You tell me first, can you find a blood donor for Rhnull this time!"

Five years ago, Si Xue was unable to keep his legs because of his special blood type. The life he barely left behind was so weak that he would be taken away by death at any time.

Now, the doctor talked to him about treatment.

However, Ancheng Hospital couldn't even find the donor of Rhnull's blood. If you have any face, come and talk to him about treatment!

"This..." The attending doctor was sweating coldly, "Si Shao, for chemotherapy, blood is actually not needed."

Si Xue’s tumor is at the upper end of the amputation position. Considering various reasons, there is really no way to treat her bone cancer by surgical amputation.

The priest squinted and threatened, "I don't care if Xueer needs blood or not, I will give you three days to find me someone with the Rhnull blood type immediately!"

So as not to happen again five years ago!

At the beginning, it was obvious that she could be saved, even if the amputation could at least restore her body...but it was because there was no blood!

The attending doctor raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with the cuffs of the white coat, "Si Shao, there is indeed a case of someone with this special blood type in our hospital..."

The priest raised his eyebrows lightly and waited for the following.

The doctor in charge also began to sweat from behind, the priest and Ye Yuchen did not dare to offend him, and he flatly refused to let the woman of Emperor Ancheng donate blood to the younger sister of Si, besides...

"But she has just been diagnosed with mild heart failure in the Department of Cardiology, and she may not be suitable for blood donation either."

The priest's eyes flashed, "Mild heart failure?"

He subconsciously thought of Mu Wanqing, but then he didn't allow himself to accept this message. It seemed that the possibility of Mu Wanqing's heart failure was extremely rejected in his heart.