The doctor immediately stood up: "Your Highness. Miss Lan is already anesthetized and currently receiving a blood transfusion. The blood bags will soon be sent to the operating room."
Ya Chen didn't say a word, his thin lips moved slightly, clearly more at ease, and said coolly: "For the rest, let Doctor Han take care of it."
The doctor surnamed Han in front of him was Chu Xinyue's cardiovascular doctor for the past years. He nodded, understanding His Highness's meaning, and spoke softly:
"Before Miss Lan wakes up, I will secretly arrange for the guards to escort her back without anyone noticing. Additionally, I will prescribe her some blood and energy tonic to enhance her physique. Rest assured, the blood transfusion volume is not large. When Miss Lan awakens, she may only feel slight anemia and dizziness for a while but won't be physically affected, and it won't impact the subsequent surgery."
