Along the way, Ye Qianmo's hands kept shaking, and Xiao Nianmo's breathing became weaker and weaker, as if he would disappear in his arms in the next second.

"Son, don't let anything happen to you, don't do it!"

Ye Qianmo closed his eyes and prayed to God quietly.

He was willing to spend his life in exchange for Xiao Nianmo's safety.

Perhaps God heard Ye Qianmo's sincere prayer. After Xiao Nianmo was sent to the hospital, the doctors worked hard to save him and finally saved his life.

However, Xiao Nianmo lost too much blood and needed a blood transfusion.

Even if Ye Qianmo was reluctant, he would still call Xia Youxin and inform her.

"Hey Youxin, listen to me, Xiao Nianmo had a car accident and needs a blood transfusion. I will send someone to pick you up..."

Before Ye Qianmo finished speaking, Xia Youxin interrupted anxiously: "A car accident? How did he get into a car accident? Didn't he get together with your mother again? Is he serious? You speak, you tell

Me!"

Xia Youxin's voice was hysterical. She couldn't accept that the child who was talking and laughing with her yesterday was lying weakly in the hospital today, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Ye Qianmo was filled with self-blame for a moment. He could only say dryly: "It's all my fault, I didn't protect him well... Zhang Qing took him away, causing Xiao Nianmo to have a car accident..."

"Ye Qianmo! If Xiao Nianmo is even slightly damaged, I will never forgive you in this life!"

Ye Qianmo's expression dimmed: "Xiao Nianmo will be fine. I know that nothing I say will be of any use..."

Xia Youxin over there had already hung up the phone.

Ye Qianmo looked at his pale and motionless son, the pain in his eyes almost overflowing.

If it weren't for the weak rise and fall of the child's chest, he would have even thought that the child had gone to heaven...

No, it won't happen. Ye Qianmo comforted himself. The doctors said that he was out of danger, so he would definitely be fine.

Ye Qianmo took Xiao Nianmo's hand and kissed it over and over again. My dear son, get well soon. Dad will never let you suffer like this again. Dad will definitely protect you in the future.

There's your mother's.

When Xia Youxin rushed to the hospital, what she saw was Ye Qianmo lying beside Xiao Nianmo's bed, still holding Xiao Nianmo's hand.

Xia Youxin suddenly collapsed at the door.

She covered her mouth and cried happily.

God knows how she got here. She wished she had wings and could reach her son in an instant.

Fortunately, Xiao Nianmo is still alive, fortunately...

Xia Youxin staggered towards the hospital bed, looked at the doctor standing in front of the hospital bed, lifted up her sleeves and cried hysterically: "Doctor, hurry, hurry, I am the mother of the child, draw blood quickly!"

Hearing the sound, Ye Qianmo raised his head and saw Xia Youxin standing in front of the hospital bed at some point. Her eyes were red and swollen, which made her heartbroken.

"Youxin..." He frowned and looked at the woman in front of him with pity. In addition to pity, he felt more guilt for her in his heart.

"Doctor... hurry up, transfuse my blood, hurry up..." Xia Youxin stared closely at Xiao Nianmo's pale face, and touched his little face with her slender palms. At this time, she wanted to drink all her blood.

Entering Xiao Nianmo's body, he longed to see Xiao Nianmo standing in front of him alive and murmuring calling his mother.

"Youxin, don't get excited, Xiao Nianmo...he is out of danger!" Ye Qianmo has never been good at comforting people. This is the first time in his life that he has comforted others.

"Are you the mother of the child? Do you have the HR rare blood type?" The doctor glanced at Ye Qianmo with no doubt.
Chapter completed!