Personalized Dragon Son-in-law

Wang Guoqiang looked at Wang Rou and comforted her anxiously.

"Wang Rou, it's no use worrying now. Although the possibility that Dai Yu said may exist, you didn't see the hospital pull up the banner. It must be certain that the president can come. Don't worry. Whether you can get through this difficulty depends on his luck."

Although Wang Guoqiang is unwilling, Jiang Yongjun can't come. Now only the president of the Chinese Medicine Association can save Cao Lin, and can only hope that the president can come to the hospital for examination.

Xu Daiyu looked at Wang Rou in a hurry, but he was about to laugh. He didn't care about Cao Lin's life or death. His purpose was just to get Wang rou.

If Cao Lin really died, even if Wang Rou was protecting Jiang Feng, Wang Guoqiang would not allow them to be together again. At that time, he was the best candidate for Wang rou.

Just then, a nurse hurried over.

Looking at the anxious look of the nurse, Wang Rou and Wang Guoqiang's heart mentioned their throat.

"Who is Cao Lin's family member? The patient is bleeding and needs blood transfusion immediately. You should hurry to do the matching of blood types with me and prepare to transfuse blood for the patient."

Although Wang Guoqiang is Cao Lin's husband, their blood types are different. They can only put their hope on Wang rou. If Wang Rou's blood type is the same as himself, they can only find it in the blood bank, but it takes some time.

"I'm Cao Lin's daughter. We'll go to test it right now."

Wang Rou left with the nurse.

Wang Guoqiang squatted on the ground. Now he can't help at all.

Xu Daiyu came forward to comfort.

"Uncle Wang, don't worry. Aunt Cao will be fine. Even if Wang Rou's blood type doesn't match aunt Cao, it's nothing. There must be the same blood type as aunt Cao in the blood bank."

Xu Daiyu comforted Wang Guoqiang in his mouth, but he was looking forward to Cao Lin's death on the operating table. In this way, even if the president really came, even if his medical skills were high, it would be impossible to save a dead man.

The members of the Chinese Medicine Association finally arrived at the Central Hospital, but there was no president.

Wang Musheng looked at these familiar people and asked why the president didn't come.

"President Wang, our president didn't go with us. We talked on the phone yesterday. He should be on the way. Don't worry."

Hearing the explanation, Wang Guoqiang, who was so nervous that he couldn't, was relieved. It seems that the president will come to the central hospital. Now Cao Lin is really saved.

But Xu Daiyu felt funny.

The way to the central hospital has been staffed by brother Yong. He just doesn't want to attract other people's attention. I think brother Yong should have succeeded now.

If the president can't come, Cao Lin will die. It's no longer necessary to stay here. As soon as Cao Lin dies, Wang Rou will be devastated. At that time, he should appear.

Xu Daiyu was about to leave with the driver when he heard someone shouting that the president was coming.

Xu Daiyu stopped and looked at the driver. Some of them were unacceptable.

"Did brother Yong miss?"

"No, brother Yong has arranged the manpower yesterday. How can he miss?"

They are also full of question marks.

Wang Musheng and several hospital experts felt as if they had seen the new president somewhere, but they couldn't remember for a moment.

"The new president looks like doctor Jiang so much to me?"

A doctor said with some uncertainty.

Wang Musheng patted his forehead.

"Isn't it doctor Jiang? I met him last time when China and South Korea fought against each other. I didn't expect that the president of Chuzhou Branch was really doctor Jiang."

"Dean, do you remember Jiuding's last lawsuit? Do you think the president looks like the boss of Jiuding? "

Wang Musheng tried to recall that he also paid attention to Jiuding's last lawsuit. After all, he was also a doctor. Wang Musheng was also very curious about the beauty pill produced by Jiuding.

"Don't say it. It seems that he is really the chairman of Jiuding. No wonder he can develop meiyandan. It turns out that the boss of Jiuding is doctor Jiang."

"And you see, the president is still so young. He is really young and promising!"

With a sigh, Wang Musheng hurried to say hello to Jiang Feng.

"President, I'm the president of the Central Hospital, Wang Musheng. You come here today to inspect the work. We will cooperate with the whole hospital."

"Please follow me to the conference room first. Some patients' families know you are coming to our hospital and hope you can treat them. They are waiting in the conference room now."

Although Wang Musheng was surprised at Jiang Feng's identity, he was more interested in Jiang Feng's medical skills. The pictures of the last China ROK duel were still turning in his mind.

After testing, Wang Rou determined that she matched Cao Lin's blood type. Now she is transfusing blood for Cao Lin, and on the other hand, the doctor is also hemostatic for Cao Lin.

But I'm afraid it's hard to stop the bleeding for a while.

"Miss Wang, you are holding on. We are mobilizing the blood in the blood bank. It should be delivered soon. If you have any discomfort, please tell us and we will stop the blood transfusion immediately."

A nurse warned.

Whether Cao Lin can be stopped now is still unknown, and Cao Lin's current situation is not very optimistic. At any time, there may be a situation that everyone is most reluctant to see, and Wang Rou is so young that she can't watch Wang Rou take it in.

Wang Rou waved her hand. I'm fine. Please help my mother stop bleeding. I'm still young. I can recover quickly by losing more blood.

The nurse glanced at Wang Rou and felt a little distressed.

Ten minutes later, Cao Lin's massive bleeding was finally stopped, but Wang Rou could not stop the blood transfusion at this time.

Wang Rou's face has turned white at this time. From blood donation to now, she has drawn 500cc of blood from her body.

"Miss Wang, for your personal health, we will stop your blood donation now."

The nurse who reminded Wang Rou before came over and said to Wang rou.

"I'm fine. The blood in the blood bank hasn't arrived yet. I can offer some more."

Wang Rou insisted.

But the nurse was afraid that Wang Rou's body could not bear it.

Wang Rou stretched out a finger.

"I'll offer another 100cc of blood."

Looking at Wang Rou's insistence, the nurse can only agree to Wang Rou's request.

The blood transferred from the blood bank was also sent at this time.

The nurse quickly pulled out the needle from Wang Rou's arm.

"Miss Wang, the blood in the blood bank has arrived. You can have a rest here now. Because you donate too much blood this time, you may have the symptoms of anemia, but you don't have to worry. As long as you eat something that can generate blood and replenish qi, you will be fine soon."

Wang Rou nodded a little tired.