C124 (1/2)

”Di, di, di ~ ~”

The heart rate monitor let out an urgent cry.

Song Qiting's heartbeat slowed down by just a little bit, and in the next moment, he heard someone shouting.

”The patient's heartbeat is starting to drop!”

A cold and harsh voice was like a bolt of thunder that struck Song Qiting's head ruthlessly. He felt his head shake, and without caring about his fear, he quickly rushed forward.

His gaze was fixated on Tang Zhen's pale little face. She was like a sleeping beauty, as if there were no signs of life in the next second. He glared at Tang Zhen's heartbeat meter, and saw that his heart rate had started to slow down.

”Tang Zhen, nothing will happen to you. Nothing must happen to you.

Song Qiting subconsciously held both of Tang Zhen's hands. He had never been this panicked before.

”The blood supply is insufficient, what about the blood clot? ”Why haven't you arrived yet?”

The patient is in an urgent situation. Without blood supply, his life will soon be in danger.

”Wiping sweat.” The chief surgeon said abruptly that his clothes were almost soaked with sweat.

Song Qiting's eyes suddenly emitted a fierce cry. He stared intently at Tang Zhen, and his cold and vicious aura nearly covered the entire operation room.

Like a gust of wind, he arrived beside the beeper at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

”Jason, the one who pushed Wei Jie into the operation room.”

Song Qiting was truly angry. He did not expect Tang Zijun to actually not care about Tang Zhen's life in the slightest. A hint of killing intent suddenly flashed in his eyes.

In the operation room, the doctors did not dare waste a second. However, the situation was urgent. If they could not provide any more blood, no matter how skilled they were, they would not be able to reverse the situation.

”You don't need to call me Wei Jie, I will help Tang Zhen with the blood transfusion.”

The door of the operation room suddenly opened, and Yu Yifei walked in slowly. She looked at the dying Tang Zhen on the operation table, and wished that taking a scalpel right now could end her life.

But she couldn't, she had to destroy Tang Zhen's everything, including his love, little by little.

”Qi Ting, my blood type is the same as Tang Zhen's, how about you allow me to transfusion for Tang Zhen?”

When Yu Yifei saw Song Qiting quickly walk up to her, the concern in her eyes was so real that it made people not doubt her at all.

She held Song Qiting's hand tightly, staring at Song Qiting's fluctuating eyes. Guilt, Song Qiting, the more you feel that you've let me down, the more solid my position will become.

”Yi Fei?” Song Qiting looked at Yu Yifei with narrowed eyes. Just now, he had left to save Tang Zhen without saying a word, because he thought that she would fly into a rage. Now that he saw her gentle and kind appearance, he felt even more ashamed of himself.

”It's too late, Qi Ting, my life is in danger, Tang Zhen is my good friend after all, although there is some misunderstanding between us, but it doesn't affect my feelings for her at all.”

Yu Yifei said while smiling. She couldn't help but glance at Tang Zhen's heart rate, and her heart was extremely sharp.

Tang Zhen, you can't die. Relax, before Song Qiting completely hates you, I won't let you die.

”Is your body okay?”

Song Qiting asked worriedly. Even though he wanted to save Tang Zhen, since he was seriously ill, he had no choice but to be cautious.

”It doesn't matter. Even if I have some other illness, don't you still have you by my side? But Tang Zhen doesn't have anything. ”