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Secretary Zhao didn't dare to look at it again, he had just heard the other party describe Zhou Liangqi's injury, it was shocking.

The door of the operating room was pushed open, and a nurse came out, and asked anxiously: "The wounded lost a lot of blood, and gradually lost consciousness of life, and it was too late to adjust the blood. Does anyone have type B blood?"

The man sitting on the side immediately shook his head. Jiang Shu, who was stunned, looked at the nurse, "Is it so serious?"

The nurse is also impatient, and immediately became angry when she heard the words, "Why are you talking, it's not so serious, am I kidding you?"

Jiang Shu's heartbeat was extremely fast and she panicked. Finally, she stretched out her hand, "I have type B blood."

The nurse looked at her in surprise, and after three seconds, she directly grabbed her hand to draw blood, her steps were messy, she must have been in a real hurry.

Jiang Shu was brought into a small room, and the nurse quickly rolled up Jiang Shu's sleeves, and tied her arms tightly with cable ties. When she was doing this series of actions, Jiang Shu looked at her blankly, "Nurse, will he will die?"

The nurse was still angry about her question just now, and she was not angry when she heard the words: "He stayed in the confined space for too long, and if he stayed longer, he would suffocate to death, and he was stabbed in the side of the waist by the dagger in the car. many."

The nurse found Jiang Shu's vein, and slowly inserted the needle hole: "Hold on, it will hurt a little."

Jiang Shu endured the pain and frowned.

"You say that whoever puts a knife in the car has nothing to do, isn't he doing it himself?"

Maybe because of the pain, Jiang Shu bit his lower lip tightly and said in a hoarse voice, "Yes, he deserves it."

Three hundred milliliters of blood is already a lot for a woman. Jiang Shu's face turned pale, and the nurse stopped drawing blood, "It's almost there."

Jiang Shu grabbed her and shook his head, "Smoking some more, in case it's not enough."

In the end, [-] milliliters were smoked, but the nurse refused to let her smoke anymore, and took her out, "I can't smoke any more, it will be life-threatening, you should take a good rest."

After finishing speaking, he trotted all the way into the operating room.

Secretary Zhao happened to run up with a pile of milk and sugar, pulled Jiang Shu to sit down, and handed the things to her, "Miss Jiang, you have worked hard."

Three hours later, Zhou Liangqi was pushed out from the operating room.

Jiang Shu stood on tiptoe, lying on the window, watching the man sleeping peacefully in hospital gown, his pale face was not at all like the usual high-spirited him.

The doctor explained to Secretary Zhao, "Lie in the ICU for two days, and when you wake up, you can transfer to the general ward."

"Miss Jiang." Secretary Zhao was a little apprehensive.

"I'll just stay for two days, and I don't care about the rest."

He wiped his sweat and breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay."

She was sitting outside the ICU, her mobile phone and computer were out of power, Secretary Zhao accompanied her, pacing back and forth, answering and making calls non-stop, handling things for Zhou Liangqi.

He gave that brave man a large sum of money, but the other party was an honest man, and he was unwilling to accept it, but Secretary Zhao was also an honest man, and he wanted to give it anyway.

He immediately blocked the news and did not let anyone catch wind of it.

On the first night, the doctor came to check twice, but Zhou Liangqi did not wake up.

When the nurse came to change the dressing, she was full of curiosity about this woman who had never taken off her mask.

She sat down and asked Jiang Shu: "Are you his girlfriend?"

Jiang Shu raised her eyebrows, thinking that the nurse probably never watched entertainment news: "I am not."