Knowing that asking the nurse for help was useless, Hua Chang looked around.

Just then, a man stood up from the crowd: "I happen to be type B blood."

Hua Chang's eyes lit up, and just as she was about to speak, the man asked, "You said 'any conditions are acceptable', is that true?"

Feeling the man's sticky and lustful gaze falling on her, Hua Shang's face suddenly turned cold.

I thought he was a kind person willing to help, but I didn't expect...

She ignored it and looked at the others.

But his gaze was avoided.

Hua Chang pursed her lips and suddenly had an indescribable feeling.

The world is so cruel that no one is willing to donate blood even if it’s just an ordinary blood type.

Is it her only option to call Bo Yunyan and ask him to come over?

She was about to get her divorce certificate, and she didn't want to create any complications at this time.

But Zining's condition can't be delayed any longer.

Just as Hua Chang was thinking, a tall figure walked towards her.

"I have type B blood."

Hearing this, Hua Shang raised her eyes with joy: "Thank you so much!"

Looking at the man in front of her, Hua Chang was surprised: "It's you?"

It was the man she met in the information room of the Biological Materials Building.

"Well, use my blood. Where is your daughter?"

The man's voice was deep and magnetic, but Qi Mu felt inexplicably familiar, and Qi Mu's face flashed through his mind.

But except for his eyes, the man's appearance was completely different from Qi Mu's.

"Come with me."

After saying that, Hua Chang quickly walked towards the operating room where Bo Zining was.

Looking at Hua Shang's slender back, her waist was so thin that it seemed like it could be held in one hand. Qi Mu was about to catch up when the dean grabbed Qi Mu's elbow.

"Sir, aren't you going to test the medicine on pneumonia patients?"

Qi Mu couldn't help but frowned: "Later, saving people is more important."

After saying that, he pulled out his arm and followed Hua Chang's pace.

After a while, the two walked to the window.

When the nurse was drawing blood from Qi Mu, Hua Chang stood behind him.

Looking at the man's back, Hua Chang's eyes flickered.

This back view is exactly the same as Qi Mu's.

Fortunately, she had seen the man's front face. If she had only seen his back, she would probably have mistaken him for Qi Mu.

"Okay." The nurse drew two bags of blood and pulled out the needle: "Okay, this is glucose."

Qi Mu just glanced at the glucose water in the quilt and had no intention of moving.

His physical condition was not such that he needed to replenish sugar just by drawing two bags of blood.

"I have something else to do." Qi Mu greeted Hua Shang.

Although I am a little curious about what happened to Bo Zining.

But given his current status, it is not appropriate to ask too many questions.

"Wait!" Hua Chang hurriedly stopped the man and said, "Sir, please leave me your phone number. I will pay you later."

"No."

Qi Mu refused and strode away.

Seeing this, Hua Chang retracted her fingers.

There are still good people.

It’s a pity that she doesn’t know the identity of this man.

An idea came to Hua Chang's mind. After Bo Zining came out of the operating room and calmed down, she would go to the dean's office.

On the other side, the Bo family.

At the dinner table, Bo Zishen was absent-minded. He took two bites of food and jumped off the chair: "I'm full."

"Are you full already?" Bo Yunyan glanced at the seemingly untouched bowl and frowned, "Finish it."

"Oh, if Zishen can't eat, then don't eat. Why are you making things difficult for him?" Old Madam Bo spoke up in disapproval.

This time, Bo Yunyan did not follow Madam Bo's teaching methods.

"Didn't your teacher teach you to cherish food?" Bo Yunyan asked back.

Bo Zishen curled his lips and said nonchalantly, "What's the big deal? Aunt Su said it's because the lower class suffers so they use morality to coerce us, the upper class, who enjoy the good life, into cherishing food with them."

After these words came out, Bo Yunyan's expression changed slightly: "What else did she say?"

Seeing this, Mrs. Bo stretched out her hand to stop Bo Zishen.

She knew that the more silent Bo Yunyan was, the more patient he was.

What if Bo Zishen said something wrong...

Seeing Madam Bo's actions, Bo Yunyan said quietly, "Let him speak."

"Just say it!" Seeing Bo Yunyan's expression calm, Bo Zishen was not afraid at all: "Aunt Su also said that a young master like me can never squander everything even if the saying 'take every penny and spend it like dirt' is true."

Old Madam Bo silently looked away.

Bo Yunyan's face turned completely black: "What nonsense!"

Bo Yunyan didn't have the patience to deal with Bo Zishen: "What on earth happened to make you lose your appetite?"

"Nothing... nothing." Bo Zishen lowered his head guiltily.

After spending some time together, he already had a good understanding of his son.

Only when you feel guilty about lying will you lower your head and dare not look at others.

"Do you want to tell me the truth, or should I send someone to investigate now?" Bo Yunyan didn't want to indulge Bo Zishen like before.

He has discovered that anything that makes Bo Zishen feel guilty is not a good thing.

If he doesn't educate his son, he will probably become a waste!

"Bo Zishen, I will show leniency to those who confess and severity to those who resist. If you tell me now, I can be a little lenient with you because of your honesty."

Under Bo Yunyan's continuous pressure, Bo Zishen finally couldn't bear it anymore: "I'll tell you!"

"There's a new transfer student in our class named Tang Guoguo. She brought some fruit today and wanted to share it with us, but she's Bo Zining's deskmate, so no one dared to take her fruit."

"Then what?"

Bo Yunyan asked patiently, and the name "Tang Guoguo" inexplicably felt familiar in his mind.

But his attention was on Bo Zishen's next sentence: "No one dares to pick the fruit."

It seems that everyone in the class, led by Bo Zishen, is so resistant to Bo Zining.

Although this is not appropriate, at least Bo Zishen will not be bullied.

"Then I sent two people to play a trick on Tang Guoguo. I didn't expect that one of them actually brought a knife. Bo Zining was injured while trying to protect Tang Guoguo."

After hearing this, Bo Yunyan slammed the table: "Zining is injured? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Zining is your sister. As her brother, you should take care of her and protect her, but look at what you have done!"

Bo Yunyan knew that what had happened was useless and it was useless to get angry at Bo Zishen.

"What happened next? Did Zining go to the school infirmary?"

Bo Zishen was frightened by Bo Yunyan's reaction and his face turned pale. He no longer dared to lie and replied in a low voice: "No, no..."

…

"bite!"

The lights in the operating room went out, and Hua Chang, who was guarding the door, couldn't help but feel nervous again.

Seeing the doctor walk out of the operating room, Hua Chang immediately stepped forward and asked: "How is my daughter's condition?"

"He is no longer in danger of death, but is still in a coma."

Hua Chang breathed a sigh of relief, her heart finally at ease: "Thank you, you've worked so hard."