The doctor acted quickly, deftly processing two hundred milliliters of blood and handing it to the nurse.
Qiao Mo felt incredibly anxious at this moment. Thinking of Chenchen in the operating room and then seeing the bright red blood in the blood bag made her feel dizzy.
After the nurse hurriedly took the blood away, the doctor continued to draw blood.
Soon, another two hundred milliliters blood bag was filled. Fu Nancheng's expression remained unchanged, his other large hand gently holding the pale-faced Qiao Mo: "Don't worry, everything will be fine."
Qiao Mo nodded, worried not only about Chenchen but also about him.
The blood bag was just filled when the nurse rushed back again: "Quick, it's still not enough!"
This time, even Fu Nancheng's expression became more serious.
