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"Di, di, di ~ ~"

The heart rate monitor let out an urgent cry.

Song Qiting's heartbeat slowed down by just a little bit, and in the next moment, he heard someone shouting.

"The patient's heartbeat is starting to drop!"

A cold and harsh voice was like a bolt of thunder that struck Song Qiting's head ruthlessly. He felt his head shake, and without caring about his fear, he quickly rushed forward.

His gaze was fixated on Tang Zhen's pale little face. She was like a sleeping beauty, as if there were no signs of life in the next second. He glared at Tang Zhen's heartbeat meter, and saw that his heart rate had started to slow down.

"Tang Zhen, nothing will happen to you. Nothing must happen to you.

Song Qiting subconsciously held both of Tang Zhen's hands. He had never been this panicked before.

"The blood supply is insufficient, what about the blood clot? "Why haven't you arrived yet?"

The patient is in an urgent situation. Without blood supply, his life will soon be in danger.

"Wiping sweat." The chief surgeon said abruptly that his clothes were almost soaked with sweat.

Song Qiting's eyes suddenly emitted a fierce cry. He stared intently at Tang Zhen, and his cold and vicious aura nearly covered the entire operation room.

Like a gust of wind, he arrived beside the beeper at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

"Jason, the one who pushed Wei Jie into the operation room."

Song Qiting was truly angry. He did not expect Tang Zijun to actually not care about Tang Zhen's life in the slightest. A hint of killing intent suddenly flashed in his eyes.

In the operation room, the doctors did not dare waste a second. However, the situation was urgent. If they could not provide any more blood, no matter how skilled they were, they would not be able to reverse the situation.

"You don't need to call me Wei Jie, I will help Tang Zhen with the blood transfusion."

The door of the operation room suddenly opened, and Yu Yifei walked in slowly. She looked at the dying Tang Zhen on the operation table, and wished that taking a scalpel right now could end her life.

But she couldn't, she had to destroy Tang Zhen's everything, including his love, little by little.

"Qi Ting, my blood type is the same as Tang Zhen's, how about you allow me to transfusion for Tang Zhen?"

When Yu Yifei saw Song Qiting quickly walk up to her, the concern in her eyes was so real that it made people not doubt her at all.

She held Song Qiting's hand tightly, staring at Song Qiting's fluctuating eyes. Guilt, Song Qiting, the more you feel that you've let me down, the more solid my position will become.

"Yi Fei?" Song Qiting looked at Yu Yifei with narrowed eyes. Just now, he had left to save Tang Zhen without saying a word, because he thought that she would fly into a rage. Now that he saw her gentle and kind appearance, he felt even more ashamed of himself.

"It's too late, Qi Ting, my life is in danger, Tang Zhen is my good friend after all, although there is some misunderstanding between us, but it doesn't affect my feelings for her at all."

Yu Yifei said while smiling. She couldn't help but glance at Tang Zhen's heart rate, and her heart was extremely sharp.

Tang Zhen, you can't die. Relax, before Song Qiting completely hates you, I won't let you die.

"Is your body okay?"

Song Qiting asked worriedly. Even though he wanted to save Tang Zhen, since he was seriously ill, he had no choice but to be cautious.

"It doesn't matter. Even if I have some other illness, don't you still have you by my side? But Tang Zhen doesn't have anything. "

As Yu Yifei said that, his eyes couldn't help but turn red, the guilt in his eyes causing people to feel pity for him.

"Di, di, di ~ ~"

All the doctors stopped the operations in their hands as they looked at Song Qiting's final decision.

"To draw her blood."

Song Qiting finally opened his mouth and clenched his fists tightly. The veins on the back of his hands bulged fiercely, as if they were about to burst.

No matter what, Tang Zhen could not die, he only wanted her to live on properly.

"Thank you."

He looked at Yu Yifei seriously and nodded slightly, the gratitude on his face not one bit false.

Who is he? The vicious and merciless Song Qiting, who wouldn't treat him like a god?

Yu Yifei looked at Song Qiting in disbelief. This was probably the first time in history that he had ever said such words of thanks, but she didn't think that it would actually be for Tang Zhen's sake.

Yu Yifei's heart became even more furious. What about that arrogant Song Qiting from before? Just how much did he want to change for Tang Zhen?

Even though Yu Yifei was already so angry that her heart was trembling, her face did not reveal any dissatisfaction. She was extremely cooperative as she followed the doctor to the other operating table.

Song Qiting didn't even turn around to look at her. His entire body and mind was currently focused on Tang Zhen.

After the doctor heard Song Qiting's order, he immediately began to take action.

The operation was very long, and after an unknown amount of time, Song Qiting stood by Tang Zhen's side. Seeing her small face turn paler and paler by the second, it was as if his world was slowly drying up.

However, at this moment, it was as if he couldn't hear anything, because the only thing left in his sight was Tang Zhen.

After an unknown period of time, Song Qiting felt that his entire leg had become stiff, only then did he hear the mechanical voice of the nurse beside him.

"The patient's heart is beating again, but very slowly."

The main surgeon was sweating profusely. It was not as if they had not experienced this kind of surgery before, but six hours had passed and the patient still did not show any signs of life. This was the most thorny part.

"CEO, the patient's survival awareness is very weak, surgery alone is not enough."

Looking at Tang Zhen's haggard appearance, he finally could not bear to see Tang Zhen's head being injured, but he knew clearly that Tang Zhen's heart was even more heavily injured. After all, he was the person who had the most control over Tang Zhen's condition.

Thinking about how Gu Yun had pleaded with him during the day, he could only helplessly shake his head. Perhaps, the only one who could excite Tang Zhen right now was Song Qiting.

"Why is this happening?"

Song Qiting turned his head to look at the doctor mechanically. His voice was abnormally cold, and even his cold eyes had turned scarlet.

"I'm afraid that the patient must have felt some stimulation before he fainted, so he must have had the thought of giving birth to something new."

He did not tell Song Qiting all about Tang Zhen's condition. After all, this was the patient's privacy, and without her permission, he could not casually tell anyone about Tang Zhen's condition.

Song Qiting tightly knitted his brows. The ruthlessness in his eyes seemed to show that even the heavens did not dare to disobey him. He couldn't help but tighten his grip on Tang Zhen's hand as he felt an indescribable pain in his heart.

He did not understand why this was happening, and he did not know what sort of reaction it was that made Tang Zhen give up his life.