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"reason?"

"Coagulation dysfunction".

Someone quickly answered the attending physician's question, and the person standing in front of the operating table immediately looked at the person who had spoken.

"Why weren't you told about coagulation, blood, function, ability, obstacles, and hindrances back then?"

"Alright, now's not the time to dwell on this, let's get to the rescue."

The person next to him tugged at the speaker's sleeve, and he continued, "The preoperative indicators were normal, but the report just came out; it's invasive."

The people in the emergency room quickly got to work, while Xu Weiyi and the others were already standing at the door outside the emergency room.

Zhen Qiao didn't know the reason for the surgery; she only knew that her daughter was back in the emergency room. She held Meng Zhenbo tightly in her hand, her heart filled with uncontrollable fear.

Just as Xu Weiyi was about to turn and leave, Xu Tao grabbed her.

"Where are you going?"

Xu Tao's tone was different from usual; this time, he spoke with a sense of pressure, and his eyes were not as gentle as usual.

Xu Weiyi didn't speak, but just looked at Xu Tao.

"No, he has already paid the price, and Anhe's surgery was successful for the first time thanks to him."

"success?"

Xu Weiyi raised her hand and pointed to the tightly closed operating room door.

"This is what you call success? Who's lying in there?"

Xu Weiyi's eyes uncontrollably filled with tears. He raised his head, not wanting his father to know he was crying.

Xu Tao sighed. "Alright, Lao Meng didn't even pursue this matter. What right do you have to do it?"

One sentence silenced all of Xu Weiyi's thoughts. He stood there, stunned, for a long time before slowly turning his head toward the emergency room door. The red light above it was blindingly bright. He opened his mouth, but finally leaned against the wall in the corridor.

Yes, what right did I have to do this? Anhe's father didn't even pursue it, so what qualifications do I have?

Xu Weiyi gave a self-deprecating laugh, and in the end said nothing, but simply closed her eyes.

Xu Tao looked at his son in front of him and sighed silently in his heart. He wanted to say something, but in the end he only sighed and turned his head away from him.

Meng Zhenbo didn't awkwardly remove Zhen Qiao's hand from his arm. He was quiet, and she was quiet too. The two of them were like statues, their gazes fixed on one thing.

"My blood pressure is still dropping."

The anesthesiologist's voice was tense.

The surgeon's eyes were fixed on the abdominal cavity. A new cotton pad was placed in the cavity and immediately stained red with blood. When it was removed, fresh blood seeped out from the same spot again.

"Wipe your sweat."

One person quickly picked up something and wiped the sweat from the surgeon's forehead.

"Has it stopped?"

The person next to him asked, but the surgeon's hands didn't stop, and he didn't even lift his head.

"It can stop it."

He paused, then continued, "It's not very useful. It's traumatic coagulopathy; the clotting factors have been depleted."

He reached out and took the tools from the nurse, then bent down and busied himself.

"Has the blood plasma arrived yet?"

"On the way."

"Add another blood transfusion line; once the plasma arrives, it will be immediately connected to the transfusion line."

The cotton pads were replaced one after another; the old ones were thrown into the bucket, and the bottom of the bucket was quickly soaked.

"The bleeding around the liver is better than last time, but there is still bleeding in the spleen pit."

"Suppress it."

The surgeon didn't even look up. "Don't move. Wait for the blood plasma."

He paused for a moment, then lowered his voice.

"Her blood clotting function is not good, so everything we do is like a leak."

The operating room fell silent for a moment, the beeping of the monitor clearly audible.

Soon, everyone got back to work, thinking, "No matter what, we have to try to find out."

"The blood plasma has arrived!"

Someone ran in with blood plasma. The moment the operating room door opened, Zhen Qiao peeked inside, but saw nothing. She only heard someone inside say:

"Hang it up."

The door closed quickly.

Zhen Qiao pressed Meng Zhenbo down, her voice calm as she looked at the door closing again.

"Zhenbo, do you think Anhe can pull through this time?"

As soon as the last syllable fell, Zhen Qiao's tears began to slide uncontrollably down her cheeks.

Meng Zhenbo didn't know what to say. He just silently hugged Zhen Qiao tighter, as if to give her some kind of strength, but only he knew whether he had any strength in his heart.

Xu Weiyi stared blankly at the closed door. He knew what the medical staff had just taken in: blood plasma.

He could almost imagine how critical the situation inside was, but he knew that all he could do was wait; there was nothing he could do.

Xu Weiyi twitched his fingers, feeling a sense of emptiness in his hands, as if he wanted to grab something. Finally, he scratched his hair and looked up at the red light.

What should I do...?

Xu Weiyi's chest heaved rapidly. He lowered his head, and suddenly, a light flashed in his mind. He involuntarily raised his head, with only one thought in his mind.

Worshiping gods.

Yes, worshiping gods.

He suddenly stood up, his body slightly unsteady.

Xu Weiyi quickly stood up and ran outside. This time, Xu Tao didn't stop him, but just watched his back and sighed.