The more he stayed here, the greater his pressure would become. If he was not in a good state, Qiangwei would be even more at risk.
"Sijue, you—"
"Transfuse my blood!"
Staring at Gu Qiangwei, who was still unconscious on the operating table, Qin Sijue's voice was hoarse as he spat out a few words.
Li Yuan was startled, then remembered that he indeed also had O-type blood.
Transfuse his?
It seemed there was no one else to turn to at this critical moment, and after all, his body was strong, and he had plenty of blood!
"Lie down!"
He pointed to a bed nearby, signaling for Qin Sijue to lie down.
But just as Qin Sijue lay down, he heard a 'beep' from the monitor that shocked him into jumping up from the bed!
"Did she die?"
With his shout, Li Yuan felt like his heart was about to jump out of his chest.
"My dear Young Master, can you please be quiet, stop talking, don't give me any pressure, okay? Otherwise, stay out and I'll find someone else for the transfusion!"
