Wrong Marriage: The CEO's Sweet Bride

Chu Linchen had seen Qin Shu's silver needles before, and there was an extremely small word "Qin" at the end.

"Young Master Chu, you?" Zhang Yifei was baffled by his sudden action.

Chu Lin's dark eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't expose it on the spot, but returned the needle to him calmly, and said lightly, "Just take a look."

Zhang Yifei didn't say anything more, and quickly put away the silver needle.

After Chu Linchen finished tidying up his clothes, the two of them came out of the operating room.

Zhang Yifei considered it for a while, and said slowly: "Young Master Chu, I have completed the treatment for you as agreed. Next, it's your turn."

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Linchen hummed softly in his nasal cavity as a response.

His expression was stern and unwavering, and two words came out of his thin lips: "Lead the way."

Zhang Yifei moved his lips, but swallowed the words back, took a step forward, and walked in front.

Wei He, who had been waiting outside the operating room, followed behind the two.

The blood drawing room is located in Zhang Yifei's office.

An assistant nurse has prepared the required equipment.

Chu Linchen had a special status, so Zhang Yifei couldn't let others do the blood drawing, he had to do it himself.

"Master Chu, please."

Under his signal, Chu Linchen sat down in the chair, and without further ado, rolled up his sleeves naturally.

Very cooperative.

Zhang Yifei pursed his lips, put the blood collection bag on the scale, and inserted the blood collection needle connected with the catheter into the vein at the crook of his arm.

The dark red blood flows through the transparent catheter into the blood collection bag.

During this process, Wei He stared closely, frowning together.

It is still difficult for him to accept the matter of asking the distinguished young master Chu to donate blood.

And Chu Linchen just stared at the blood collection needle inserted in his arm, his eyelids drooped slightly, his expression was deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The shriveled blood collection bag was gradually filled with dark red blood.

A full bag of blood is exactly 400cc.

Zhang Yifei took off the blood bag and put on a new one.

Wei He's expression changed, "Do you still want to smoke?"

Zhang Yifei glanced up at him, nodded, "Well, 400cc is not enough, you need to pump 1000cc."

1000cc? !

Wei He's eyes widened in surprise, a little in disbelief.

How much blood does a person have?It is necessary to remove 1000cc. Wouldn't it cause excessive blood loss?

It was related to the health of his young master. Wei He immediately straightened his face and questioned: "Master Zhang, 1000cc is too much, right? Ordinary people can't donate so much blood. Young Master Chu has just finished treatment, so drawing so much blood may be harmful to his body." harmful"

"It will be affected to some extent, but Young Master Chu is in good health. After returning home, take good care of him, and he will recover after a while."

In fact, it is quite dangerous for a normal person to draw 1000cc of blood, but Zhang Yifei thought that this blood was used to save his godson, so he would rather have a thicker skin.

Fortunately, he was well prepared and stated this in the agreement.

He calmly said to Chu Linchen: "The agreement between Young Master Chu and I is very clear. I will treat Young Master Chu, and Young Master Chu will donate 1000cc of blood. Now that I have fulfilled my promise, I think Young Master Chu will not break his promise?"

Wei He was dumbfounded.

Is this actually written in the agreement?Damn, he didn't seem to notice.

When Young Master Chu signed the contract, he only said that he would donate blood, but he didn't say that he would donate so much!

Wei He was annoyed by his failure to handle affairs, looked at his young master worriedly, and couldn't help whispering: "Young Master Chu"

Chu Linchen frowned lightly, and then quickly relaxed it, with an unmoved and indifferent look, and said a short sentence: "You just smoke."

"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 200cc blood bag and replaced it, and at the same time, 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 200cc of blood was collected very slowly, as if it was going to drain this strong man dry.

The 1000cc blood was 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: "I will visit the patient who needs my blood some other day."

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."