บท 930: What Blood Type Was The Little Boy?

Gong Qing looked at her deeply. This stupid woman was always so confident!

"I'll give you one minute. You must not let the two of them appear in this one minute, understand?" Gong Jue changed his words.

"Yes!"

Special Assistant Lu was really efficient.

When Gu Qiqi and Gong Jue arrived in front of the operating room, not only was Gong Qing and his wife sent away, but even the bodyguards disappeared.

Gong Jue pressed the operating room password.

The door slowly opened. Gu Qiqi's heart was about to jump out of her throat.

At this moment, the experts had already left. Only the senior nurse was taking care of the boy.

On the white bedsheets, the small boy's eyelashes were tightly shut. His face was pale. Even his lips were so pale that they were about to become one with his skin.

His originally fat round face, chubby hands, and chubby feet seemed to have shrunk a little at this moment.