Bo Yucheng only felt that a basin of cold water was poured on his head.

He held the report in his hand tightly, and the veins on his arms burst out, and his eyes were covered with scarlet blood.

"Master Bo..." Wen Le carefully tentatively, "It's better to sign, otherwise if the doctor can't continue the operation, the young lady's situation may be even more dangerous..."

Upon hearing this, Bo Yucheng suddenly raised his eyes.

He immediately took over the critical illness notice from the doctor, looked at every ink word printed on the white paper, and carefully read all the major risks that might arise...

The already dark eyes were even more silent and cold.

"Give me the pen." After a while, he slowly opened his lips.

Wen Le immediately took out a pen from his pocket and handed it to him. Bo Yucheng held the pen tightly with his big palm. He raised his eyes and looked at the door of the operating room, and was determined to sign...

"Is Mr. Bo a family member of Dr. Jinglan?"

The doctor suddenly spoke and looked at the man in front of him.

As the doctor who was in charge of the surgery of Shi Qinglan, he had followed her to fight the epidemic before, so he naturally knew that the relationship between the two did not seem to be very good, and it seemed inappropriate to ask Mr. Bo to sign such a document.

I don’t know why Master Bo is so excited, and no one has ever seen Boss Szhou be so crazy.

Bo Yucheng pursed his lips tightly, "I am her fiancé."

Hearing this, the doctor couldn't help but feel a little shocked.

When he saw the blood-covered shock, he was startled by her gender, and now he learned about it again...

It turns out that Jinglan and Bo Ye are actually a couple!

Bo Yucheng signed his name with great brushstrokes, stared at the five words of critical illness notice with his lower eyes, and hesitated for a moment before handing the paper back, his fingertips trembled slightly.

"Doctor, be sure to let her come out for me."

The doctor came back from the shock. He took the signed critical illness notice and nodded firmly, "Don't worry, Mr. Bo, we will do our best."

"However, it is best to notify Dr. Jinglan's immediate family members to come over. Injuring the heart meridian may cause major bleeding. The hospital has too much blood during this period, so the inventory may not be enough."

Bo Yucheng responded with a deep voice, "I understand."

The doctor returned to the operating room with the critical illness notice. The man leaned against the wall in despair and clenched his fists in a daze.

He closed his eyes in a broken and tired manner, but even though he closed his eyes, the scene of Shi Qinglan lying in his arms covered in blood still crashed into his mind...

The heart seemed to be tightly strangled, making him feel so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe, as if there was a soldering iron burning on the tip of his heart. It was both unbearable pain, anxiety and helplessness.

"Master Bo..." Wen Le spoke weakly.

He whispered, "Do we want to contact Mr. Xiao first? What if the young lady needs a blood transfusion later..."

Bo Yucheng slowly opened his eyes. The man's deep eyes had always felt extremely pressured, but his eyes were slightly red at this moment, and he rarely showed some helplessness and fragility.

He covered his face with both hands, his extremely dull voice slowly rang out after a moment, "Contact."

"Yes." Wen Le nodded slightly and took out his cell phone.

He went to the side to call Jiang Xiaoyin to inform him of the message.

Xiao Qianche stood beside him, and he looked at Bo Yucheng quietly, for a moment he withdrew his gaze and looked at the operating room, "Before, she would never let herself take such a risk."

His eyes gradually became a little bit indulgent and helpless.

Her lips raised lightly and said in a leisurely manner, "When I first met her, she was skinny and had almost no blood on her tender face. She was not even willing to communicate with anyone. Even when she heard the sound of her breath, she would be alert and afraid."

"She doesn't allow anyone to approach her. Even if she hears the sound of rain while sleeping, she will suddenly wake up. No matter who it is, the entire Jingshi Pavilion has never had the chance to hurt her."

"When I participated in the training at Jingshi Pavilion, I often saw Lanlan walking out in blood, but what she was stained with was always the blood of others."

"Only once, she suddenly disappeared. When she escaped, she was covered in scars and her life was hanging on her back. It was the first time I saw her injured, but she smiled and told me..."

"She has a proper position and will not lose her life. She can even tell the doctor clearly how to treat her."

Speaking of this, Xiao Qianche lowered his eyes and laughed softly.

A bitter smile appeared on his lips, "Even if he could hardly hold on, this girl would still pretend to be calm and lie on the operating table to direct the doctor to do this and that. She would not lie there and let the doctor do it until she fell asleep after anesthesia."

"If possible, even if she only has the last little strength left, I think she will definitely open her eyes and look at the shadowless lamp, gesture her body and tell the doctor..."

"Doctor, you cut it from here. Remember to sew it well after the operation, otherwise she will remove it and sew it again after she wakes up."

Speaking of this, Xiao Qianche raised his eyes and looked at the door of the operating room. The smile on the corner of his lips gradually became calm.

The light in the man's eyes gradually dimmed, "But this time..."

Upon hearing this, Bo Yucheng couldn't help feeling even more suffocated.

He raised his hand to hold his forehead, closed his eyes, held his breath, and anxiously waited outside the corridor for the results of the operation.

The cold white light in the corridor looks so desolate.

After receiving the news, Jiang Xiaoyin rushed to the central hospital immediately. He rushed to the operating room in a meteor. His previous straight and calm posture had completely disappeared.

He directly grabbed the man's collar, "Bo Yucheng, you..."

"Master Xiao!" Wen Le immediately rushed over and stopped him when he saw this.

Jiang Xiaoyin tightly held Bo Yucheng's collar, his white shirt was full of wrinkles, his joints were white, and the veins on his forehead burst out with anger, "This is how you protect her?"

His low voice squeezed out from his lips and teeth.

The deep pupils seemed to be squirting fire, and they wanted to tear the man in front of them, "Speak!"

"Once Xiao is calm!" Wen Le looked frightened.

But Jiang Xiaoyin couldn't calm down at this moment. Before he arrived, he had already learned about Shi Qinglan's situation, knew that her life was hanging on the line, and also knew about signing a critical illness notice!

"Sorry." Bo Yucheng's eyes were also shockingly red.

His voice was hoarse, and his whole body was filled with a haze. Bo, who had always been powerful and strategist, had no choice but to face such a thing.

"You..." Jiang Xiaoyin waved his fist and was about to beat him up...
Chapter completed!