บท 189: Mysterious Surgery's Number One Saintly Hand! Alian's True Nature_3

Finally, they all let out a sigh of relief.

Lance was abroad, and even if he took a flight right now, he wouldn't arrive until tomorrow at the earliest.

**

Bai Lian hardly slept that night.

The next day, it was rare for her not to ask Ji Heng any questions, and she left the house with her backpack at six in the morning.

At six thirty, on the first floor of Xiangcheng Hospital.

A group of people was talking to the nurse at the front desk, led by an old lady leaning on a walking stick. She stared at the shiny nurse's station, hesitant to speak, and it took her a long while to step forward carefully and ask, "Nurse, we are all here to donate blood for Shen Qing, where can we give blood?"

Behind her were construction workers with safety helmets, a middle-aged couple who had started selling breakfast early and hadn't even taken off their aprons, and underage kids who had come with their parents...