Bo Qichen didn't think about it, turned around, and pushed the door open.
In the dim light, what caught my eye was a blood stain on the large white bed.
The smell of blood in the room was a bit strong.
As soon as his eyes turned, Bo Qichen saw Yan Yanqi half-kneeling on the ground.
The floor was a mess, with broken bowls and picture frames that were on the bedside table.
On the ground, I couldn't tell whether it was Chinese medicine or bloodstains, and it was blurry.
At that moment, Bo Qichen's heartbeat missed a beat.
Striding over, his steps were a little messy.
The foot in the home slippers stepped on the shards of glass and hugged Yan Yanqi on the ground in his arms.
"What's wrong Xiaoqi" The face of the person in his arms was pale, and the blood at the corners of his mouth slowly fell.
It slid all the way down the corner of his mouth, stained on the white gauze on his neck, and slowly faded.
Yan Yanqi frowned, the hand on her side clenched into fists, the green tendons burst out, and she looked a little painful, and she breathed greedily.
It's like I'm not breathing.
Picking people up, Bo Qichen glanced at Yan Yanqi's bloodstained bed, and then decisively put her on his bed.
As soon as Dr.
Liang pushed the door in, he was met with a heavy object on his head.
"The waste drank your medicine in a good way, how did you make people like this" Bo Qichen is like a roaring lion.
His voice was full of anger.
His dark eyes stared at Dr.
Liang who was covering his forehead, and his eyes looked like they were about to overshoot him.
"Don't worry, Seventh Master, I'll take a look first."
Dr.
Liang also scolded his mother in his heart.
Yan Yanqi, who was lying on the bed, closed his eyes tightly, and the blood at the corner of his mouth was carefully wiped clean by Bo Qichen, and the whole person was like a withered rose.
Doctor Liang checked it, and then breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Bo Qichen and said, "Seventh Master, what Butler Xiaoqi spit out is not her blood.
Maybe the effect of the medicine is a bit fierce, and now the red blood that has been replaced is being forced out little by little.
Maybe Butler Xiaoqi will be like this in the next few days.
Seventh Master, why don't you send her to the backyard, I'll watch it twenty-four hours a day. ” "She's okay now," Bo Qichen looked at Dr.
Liang in disbelief.
"A blood transfusion for a while.
Because she was spit out of the blood that had been replaced, and there was too much.
Her own black blood has not been generated as fast as it can, and she can't fill this gap, so she has to continue to transfuse multiple bloods at the same time to form black blood.
After a pause, he added: "It's also dangerous, you need to be watched, you're in shock, you're not feeling well, and you need treatment at the first time.
Probably after she forced all the red blood out, it would be almost no problem. ” Bo Qichen frowned, and his slender body stood beside the bed, with a sense of oppression.
"How long" his thin lips opened slightly, and his voice was a little cold and a little sandy.
"About three to seven days.
It mainly depends on her physique.
Dr.
Leung said.
"Don't go to the backyard.
Right here, you go and prepare for a blood transfusion for her, hurry up" After speaking, Bo Qichen stopped looking at Dr.
Liang, pulled his quilt, covered Yan Yanqi's body, and then began to adjust the temperature of the air conditioner.
Seeing this, Dr.
Liang couldn't say anything, so he hurried back.
In the early hours of the morning, Yan Yanqi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were a little blurry.
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She could feel the needle in her left hand.
Raising his right hand to press his swollen forehead, as soon as he raised his hand, there was a crisp sound of a bell, as if something was involved.
Hearing the voice, on the big bed next to him, Bo Qichen's dark eyes opened suddenly
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