Getting married by mistake: the president's sweet wife

"Thank you, Young Master Chu."

Zhang Yifei smiled, ignoring Wei He's cold gaze, the old god was watching over the blood bag and it was filled with blood again.

Under Wei He's scarlet eyes, he took out a new 20 blood bag and replaced it. At the same time, he subconsciously glanced at Chu Linchen.

At this moment, the man still maintains a sitting posture, his upper body is straight, but his face is ugly.

His deep and handsome face was pale and pale.

Rao Zhang Yifei, his heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help asking: "Young Master Chu, can you hold on?"

Chu Linchen did not speak with his lips tensed, but nodded with a cold face.

Zhang Yifei didn't say anything, and silently hung up the blood collection bag.

The last 20 blood collections were extremely slow, as if they were going to drain this strong man dry.

100 blood is finally drawn.

Zhang Yifei helped him pull out the needle to stop the bleeding, and carefully put the collected blood into a special refrigerator.

Chu Linchen's face was cold and pale at the moment, he watched Zhang Yifei's actions silently, and suddenly said in a low voice: "The patient who needs my blood to save, there will be a chance another day...I will visit in person."

Zhang Yifei paused slightly, turned around, looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Young Master Chu, please take good care of your body first. If my patient is cured successfully, I will tell Young Master Chu the good news."

After speaking, he walked aside and picked up a gift box.

"Here are some medicines for nourishing blood and nourishing the body. Thank you, Young Master Chu for your generosity in donating blood."

After finishing speaking, hand it to Wei He.

Wei He reluctantly took it, and sighed inwardly: Fortunately, Young Master Chu is fine.

Chu Lin sank to say anything else, put down his sleeves, and stood up.

His tall figure suddenly swayed, but fortunately, Wei He supported him with quick hands and quick eyesight.

"Young Master Chu?!" Wei He looked nervous, holding Chu Linchen's arm firmly.

"fine."

Chu Linchen seemed to grit his teeth and say these two words.

With Wei He's support, he walked away slowly, his back still straight and straight.

Zhang Yifei couldn't help admiring him.

A normal person who donated so much blood would have passed out long ago.And this man, both physically and mentally, is as strong as a monster.

He clicked his tongue lightly and looked away.

He breathed a sigh of relief and dialed Qin Shu's number.

"I've already got Chu Linchen's blood." He said simply and bluntly.

"Okay." Qin Shu responded, but said in the next sentence: "You keep it first, and I will come to pick it up tomorrow."

Zhang Yifei was slightly surprised, "Tomorrow? What are you doing with it?"

As if thinking of something, he excitedly said, "Have you found Xiao Weiwei?"

"Yeah." Qin Shu hesitated, "I guess."

Hearing that her tone was strange, Zhang Yifei withdrew the smile on his face and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qin Shu told him the situation without any concealment.

She said in a calm voice: "Han Meng only agreed to let me perform surgery on Weiwei in Han's hospital. I can't think about other things now. I can only treat Weiwei's illness first."

Zhang Yifei remained silent, and his face darkened.

Suddenly, a Han family came in, which is very troublesome.

However, he agreed with Qin Shu's thoughts, "Weiwei's illness needs to be cured. As for how to deal with Han Meng, we have to find another way."