honey love diamond cold wife

This woman's heart is as cold as ice and as hard as a rock, no matter how much he covers it, it won't warm her!

It's ridiculous that he once thought that she was really moved by him, so she would slowly let go of her hatred and slowly try to accept him. ． ． ． ． ．

One year, he made an appointment with her for a year, because he wanted to use this year's day and night together to slowly influence her and melt her, but he didn't expect that her heart was like the red crest of a crane in the ice and snow. Very poisonous. ． ． ． ． ．

The door of the operating room was opened, and a nurse ran out in a panic. After seeing Ye Siluo, she immediately stood still, lowered her head and said timidly, "Master Luo—"

"What's the matter? Is she...in any danger?" I really hated myself, until now, what he was most worried about was still her safety!

"Luo, Young Master Luo, the child has not been kept, already, she has already had a miscarriage..."

Yesilo stepped forward and grabbed the little nurse by the collar, almost lifting her up high, and icy words burst out from between his teeth, "What did you say?"

The nurse was grabbed by him until her toes barely touched the ground, and she was completely incoherent in fright. It's gone...pregnant women have lost too much blood...the blood bank is in urgent need...we are about to apply to another hospital for blood transfer..."

The sharp shards of ice in Yesilo's eyes seemed to be gushing out, "What?"

"Miss Liuli's blood type is...RH-negative type O blood...commonly known as 'panda blood'...very rare...we..."

"There's no need to go to other hospitals for blood transfusion, and it may not be possible. My blood type is the same as hers. Take mine—" Yesilo put down the nurse's collar, and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, revealing his muscular arms .

The nurse calmed down, took out the tourniquet and needle, and the blood bag from the treatment tray next to it, and said in a low voice, "Maybe, I need more... 300cc, is that okay?"

"Pump 600!" He gritted his teeth and said angrily, clenched his bloody fist, and the veins on his strong arm instantly emerged.

He saw the woman losing blood. 300CC can save her from shock at most, and 600CC can recover as soon as possible.

"600?" The nurse looked a little hesitant, put on a tourniquet, and pierced it with a huge needle from the crook of the arm. Dark red blood was continuously poured into the blood collection bag from the transparent infusion tube.

Yesilo kept clenching and loosening his fists according to the prompts to help the blood flow out more smoothly.

When he reached 500cc, the nurse saw that his face was a little pale, and couldn't help but remind him, "Young Master Luo, the average person donates blood at most 400cc at a time, and if you draw 600cc, you may feel uncomfortable. I think 500 is enough.. ..."

Ye Siluo turned a deaf ear, his handsome blood-stained face looked even colder and colder because of his paleness.

The nurse fell silent for a moment and didn't dare to say anything.

After 600cc of blood, the nurse hastily pulled out the needle, pressed a cotton swab on the needle port, and told Luo Shao to press for a while, and it was best to rest in bed and add some normal saline.

Yesilo's face was still cold enough to freeze to death.