"Don't worry, leave it to me!" The young nurse patted her chest as a promise, then carefully packed away the blood transfusion tube that still had Xia Weiyi's blood residue, took the money, and left with a smile.
......
After Xiya came out of Huoda's room, she was in a daze and unconsciously ended up outside the intensive care unit next to the operating room.
Tong Ruoxin was out of danger. At this moment, she was attached to an oxygen tank, had a blood pressure monitor on, and was surrounded by infusion bottles.
Michelle was sitting by the bedside, holding one of her hands in both of his, constantly kissing and blowing warm air onto it.
The man had shed the noble aloofness of his usual demeanor, and was unlike the indifferent and ruthless look he had when facing himself. At this moment, Michelle's eyes were hollow, his face haggard, with even the bluish-gray eyes tinged with red veins.
Every breath was filled with worry and heartache.
