Throughout the journey, Jiang Xinyue never let go of Fu Shuheng's hand; her heart was filled with guilt and worry.
"Shuheng, hold on! Don't die, I beg you."
Upon arriving at the hospital, Fu Shuheng was wheeled into the operating room, while Jiang Xinyue paced back and forth anxiously at the door.
Jiang Chengyu and Qin Ruolin kept trying to comfort her, but she wouldn't listen at all.
Bo Jingcheng stood aside, wanting to step forward to comfort him, but felt he was not qualified.
After what seemed like an eternity, the operating room door finally opened, and the doctor came out.
Jiang Xinyue rushed forward and asked, "Doctor, how is he?"
The doctor removed his mask and said with a serious expression, "The patient has lost too much blood and urgently needs a transfusion. Does anyone here have type A blood?"
"Doctor, we are his friends. I have type A blood, I can give him a blood transfusion!"
Jiang Chengyu immediately said, looking at the doctor with a determined gaze, "Hurry, don't waste any time."
The doctor glanced at Jiang Chengyu quickly and nodded. "Then come with me for a check-up. Once it's confirmed that there are no problems, you can receive a blood transfusion." Jiang Chengyu hurriedly left with the doctor, leaving Jiang Xinyue anxiously standing there.
Qin Ruolin held Jiang Xinyue's hand tightly, trying to give her some strength. "Xinyue, don't worry too much. Shuheng will be fine. Brother Jiang has already gone to help."
Jiang Xinyue bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes, "Ruolin, if anything happens to Shuheng, I... I really don't know what to do."
Qin Ruolin gently patted her shoulder, "No, Shuheng is so strong, he will definitely pull through."
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