Chapter 1722

Seeing Huo Yao striding out, the old housekeeper opened his mouth and asked, "Miss, are you going out again?"

Huo Yao hung up the phone and only nodded politely to the old housekeeper without much explanation. He went to the porch, picked up the car key on the cabinet when he came back and went out.

Within two minutes, there was the sound of the car engine starting outside.

The old housekeeper stood in the yard, shook his head and turned into the villa.

**

This way, in the Huo family's private hospital.

Huo Changfeng hung up the phone, turned his head and looked at the Dean behind him, "wait a minute."

The Dean frowned, "but I can't afford to wait for a minute because of Feng's current situation. His heart was shot, and he hasn't been rehabilitated for years. Now he was shot in the chest again... If he drags on like this without surgery, I'm afraid he won't even have one thousandth of his vitality."

Huo Changfeng clenched his fist and his eyes were as red as blood. He didn't know that the situation was critical now.

But for the second operation in the same position, even if he is not a doctor, he knows the danger. It's only one in a thousand chance... He can't afford to gamble.

Gritting his teeth, Huo Changfeng still insisted: "wait a minute. Please, Dean, you should hang Feng Ye's life anyway. Thank you."

He knew that the third young master was dying last year and was saved by the eldest lady. That letter... Maybe!

Seeing this, the Dean had to say, "well, I'll try my best, but there's one thing I'd like to tell you. Lord Feng's blood is special. He hasn't come to the hospital to store blood in recent years. Although we still have a package sealed in our blood bank, it's far from enough."

The Dean paused and continued, "even if the bullet in Lord Feng's chest can be safely taken out, I'm afraid it will die because of excessive blood loss."

In other words, one thousandth of the vitality is only verbal. It is very difficult to really save it.

With that, the Dean entered the rescue room again.

Huo Changfeng leaned against the wall dejectedly. How could he forget Feng's special blood type?

At this time, Xiao Liu next to him slapped himself with his hand, "it's all my fault. I didn't protect Feng Ye. That shot should have hit me."

Huo Changfeng raised his head, then looked at Xiao Liu, and finally his eyes fell on his bleeding left hand. "Those people are prepared. You don't have to blame yourself. Go down and deal with the wound first."

Xiao Liu bit his teeth and turned to the nurse station.

When he's done with the wound, he'll find out which bastard did it today.

Ten minutes later, Huo Yao drove all the way to the hospital.

"Uncle, how's the situation?"

Huo Yao walked in, looked at the light on in the rescue room and asked in a deep voice.

Huo Changfeng seemed to see hope when he saw Huo Yao, but when he thought about the blood, the hope in his eyes was extinguished again. He said bitterly: "Fengye, his situation may not be very optimistic."

Huo Yao tightened his eyebrows.

At this time, the door of the emergency room was opened again, and the Dean hurried out, "Lord Feng can't do it. Hasn't the doctor you said arrived yet?"

Before Huo Changfeng made a sound, Huo Yao said directly, "I am. Take me in."

The Dean then looked at Huo Yao and saw that she was just a little girl in her twenties. She was slightly stunned, "you?"

"Yes, I am." Huo Yao's delicate eyebrows and eyes were filled with dark color. Without further delay, he walked to the rescue room.

Seeing this, the Dean was stunned, but he couldn't care so much at this time. He followed Huo Yao and turned back to the rescue room.

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