章節 87: 087 Bring back a couple of Yan Wang's hairs.

Du Mansheng stood up, "It's me."

The nurse said, "Did you just say you're also type B blood? Please come with me."

Everyone was shocked, "Is it because there's not enough blood?"

Normally, an adult donates about 400cc of blood at a time; in emergency situations, they might take 600-800cc, but more than 1000cc could easily lead to shock and other dangers!

Yan Yueqing had been inside for over twenty minutes, and now the nurse was coming out to draw more blood? Did this mean the blood from one donor wasn't enough, and Xiaoyu's condition was extremely critical?!

The nurse didn't answer, swiped her card to open the door, and urged, "Come in first."

Du Mansheng didn't hesitate and immediately followed her in.

Seeing this situation, Song Hui's brows furrowed even deeper.

Not until the operating room door was closed again did he lean against the wall, sliding down to sit as if all his strength had been drained, inducing calls of sympathy from the viewers.