The door of the rescue room opened. The person who came out was not Cheng Chuhao, but another doctor. Everyone looked at him but did not dare to speak, for fear of asking, and the doctor said: We have done our best to prepare for the funeral!

It was Gu Yichen who broke the silence: "How about Yuchi Qiming?"

The doctor was so tired that his vest was soaked with sweat. He took a breath: "The blood has stopped, and the vital signs are basically stable."

His words were like the sound of nature, which made everyone smile with relief.

The words "But!" made everyone's hearts again raise in their throats.

Gu Yichen said irritably: "But what? You finished it all at once. You kept one part of it. We were all rushed to the hospital in a while."

The doctor glared at him, and he wanted to finish it at once, but it also had to make people take a breath: "Yuchi Qiming has basically stabilized. Director Cheng is treating his wounds. The burns and explosions on his face are serious. It is basically impossible to restore his previous appearance."

It was still Gu Yichen the most direct: "That is, disfigured?"

The doctor nodded: "So that's it."

Xu Ruoshuang cried with joy and stood up: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if the person is still there."

Then he grabbed her husband's hand: "Far Mountain, our Qi Ming is still there, he did not cruelly leave us."

The doctor smiled, and then suddenly remembered: "Oh, by the way, there is a girl inside. The blood transfusion exceeds the normal amount and she is also dizzy, but it's nothing serious. Take a rest for a while and wake up and take care of her well, which won't affect anything."

Song Chengyi reacted the most: "What's wrong with Ningling?"

"The blood bank has used up all the A-type blood in. The girl rushed in and said it was Yuchi Qiming's real sister, and it happened to be also type A-type blood, so we collected blood directly. We were very lucky. Other people's blood could not be stored in Yuchi Qiming. After his sister's blood was injected, it slowly stopped the bleeding."

Qiao Zhilan asked, "Then where is she now?"

"It's coming soon. You can send her to the general ward. Get more blood-enhancing items for her to eat, and it will get better slowly."

Just after he finished speaking, the nurse pushed Ning Yue out. Song Chengyi hurried forward and grabbed the little hand outside her quilt. It was cold, and her little face was even pale and bloodless.

Xu Ruoshuang said, "Far Mountain, you are here waiting for Qi Ming to come out, I will send Ningning to the ward."

Yuchi Yuanshan nodded, his palms and backs were full of flesh, and he was worried. Thanks to Ningning, he saved his brother's life at the critical moment.

When Ning Yue sat next to Yuchi Qiming and gave him a blood transfusion, her head gradually became dizzy and her eyes turned black. She was thinking that she would steal the eldest brother's life from the King of Hell, and I wonder if there would be another backlash.

Is it seven days? Or longer? As long as she can get the eldest brother back, she doesn't care. It's just that it will be a pain for Song Chengyi to worry about her.

After sending Ning Yue back to the ward, Xu Ruoshuang personally conducted a series of examinations and confirmed that she had fainted just because of blood loss and had no other symptoms. Only then did she feel at ease that Song Chengyi was guarding here. She also needed to see what happened to Qi Ming.

Close the door, Song Chengyi grabbed a chair and sat down beside the bed, held one of her little hands, stroked her face gently, and waited quietly for Ning Yue to wake up.

Fortunately, within a short while, her eyelids moved, and Song Chengyi quickly shouted softly: "Lingling, Lingling!"
Chapter completed!