Ye Zhi was anxious: "Can't you think of a way? We can't just watch her die like this!"
Gong Juechen was very helpless: "If I had a way, would I not treat her? She's lost too much blood."
With such a loss of blood, a transfusion is generally needed promptly...
Thinking this, An Jing hurriedly asked: "Ye Zi, you seem to be like me, both O type blood, right?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Zhi understood An Jing's meaning instantly, her eyes lit up immediately, "Yes, I'm the same as you, O type blood!"
"What is this O type blood?" Gong Juechen didn't understand what Ye Zhi and An Jing meant.
An Jing didn't explain, instead, she ran outside in a hurry, instructing Ye Zhi as she ran: "Ye Zhi, quickly find some strong liquor and cotton balls, I'll get your medical kit."
