In the hospital, everyone was waiting anxiously outside the emergency room.
Time passed by second by second, and everyone became more and more nervous. It had been three hours, and Xia Zihan still hadn't come out.
That poison is really powerful.
Although it was only a moment, the toxin had already soaked into a large area of muscle. If the king had not made a prompt decision and gouged out the area where the arrow was hit in time, I am afraid that there would not even be a chance for rescue now.
"It's out." Xu Yang shouted, and everyone turned around. Minglang hurriedly asked, "How is it?"
“Mr.
Everyone looked at each other, family members? At present, only Xia Shihao and Xia Zihan are directly related by blood, but he has always been in poor health, and he has died at an advanced age. Even if he reluctantly draws blood, he will not be able to draw much. Apart from him, who else can donate blood?
To Xia Zihan?
Minglang and Xia Shihao thought of a person at the same time, and they exchanged glances. Minglang said decisively to Xu Yang: "Immediately recruit all Xia employees for a blood test to see if any of them have the same blood type as Zihan."
"Okay, I'll do it right away." Xu Yang left quickly.
"Quickly mobilize plasma from major hospitals," Ming Lang said to the attending doctor.
"Yes, Dean, I will arrange it right away."
Although Minglang wrote off all his assets and invested the funds in Gu's Princess Tianxing, he only kept all the hospitals in Haicheng.
"Draw my blood first." Xia Shihao ordered without refusal, and the nurse immediately pushed him to draw blood.
"What should I do? How long will it take to find a suitable blood source if this continues? Will Zihan be okay?" Mo Liuli was anxious. From the moment she learned that Xia Zihan was in trouble, her face had been pale, and her whole body and mind felt like it was tense.
Stretched string.
"It's a pity that my blood type is different from daddy's." Xia Feng frowned, with an anxious look on his face. At the same time, he was also very resentful in his heart. He really didn't understand why daddy would block that arrow for an outsider. If
If daddy really dies because of this, it's not worth it.
"Is there anyone else here whose blood type we don't know?" Minglang asked deliberately.
"No, everyone's blood types are...ah, come to think of it, we don't know Wang Zun's blood type yet?" After Gu Xiyan finished speaking, she realized that Minglang had asked on purpose, because with his cautious mind,
I wouldn't have thought of such a simple question.
Xia Feng was vaguely aware of something in his heart. Could it be that Uncle Ming, like his grandfather, believed that Wang Zun was his father's lost son Xia Mo? He wanted to take this opportunity to test Wang Zun's blood type and prove his identity?
Thinking of this, Xia Feng couldn't help but feel a little nervous. If the blood types were really the same, then he must be Xia Mo. If he is really Xia Mo, it means that everything he did was premeditated.
He simply approached Xi'er deliberately and wanted to come back and take back everything that belonged to him.
Xia Feng couldn't help but think of the past event twenty years ago. At that time, they were only seven years old. Seven-year-old Xia Mo was already cruel and ruthless, and even wielded a dagger to kill him. If Mommy hadn't grabbed the knife and saved him in time,
He, he wouldn't be alive now.
At that time, Xia Mo was full of hatred for Daddy, Mommy and Xia Feng. He also told Daddy not to look for him and that he would never come back. And all that hatred was caused by Xia Feng.
If he is really Xia Mo, he must have bad intentions. No wonder he is so tolerant of Xi'er and deliberately approaches the Xia family. It turns out that he has a premeditated plan.
The more he thought about this, the more nervous Xia Feng became, but on the surface he still pretended to be nonchalant, and he would not let anyone see anything unusual about him.
Now, like Minglang and Xia Shihao, he is looking forward to Wang Zun's blood test to find out the truth. What should come will come sooner or later.
"Where are the others?" Minglang asked.
"It seems that in the corridor, he said he didn't like the smell and stayed there since he came to the hospital. Do you want to go find him?" Xu Min asked.
"I'll go." Ming Xi suddenly stood up. Initially, no one wanted her to come to the hospital, but after learning the news that Xia Zihan was seriously injured, she insisted on coming. Although she has slowly begun to learn to be strong, she still
Don't dare to face outsiders.
In the hospital, she kept her head down and didn't dare to look at anyone. Fortunately, her father Minglang was there, and her mood was much calmer. Moreover, this was her father's hospital, so no one would look at her differently, let alone
Pointing at her.
"Are you looking for me?" Ming Xi had just stood up when the king suddenly walked from the corridor, followed by Leng Qin and two bodyguards in black.
"My godfather needs a blood transfusion. There is not enough plasma. Only grandpa's blood type is the same as his. He is already donating blood. Can you..."
"No." Before Ming Xi could finish her words, Leng Qin replied firmly.
This time, she didn't want to explain why, because it couldn't be explained, and Wang's blood samples must not be tested by anyone. This would not only reveal his identity, but also reveal the secret of the "zombie poison" in his body, which was Wang's death.
The hole must not be let anyone know. If this hole falls into the hands of those Interpol and related people who are trying to eliminate Dark Night, the consequences will be disastrous.
Over the years, An Ye's top management has been extremely careful not to let Wang get hurt or bleed, because his blood is closely related. However, recently, in order to protect the Xia family, he was first shot by Xia Feng, and then Ming.
Xi's glass was scratched and he had already lost a lot of blood. Fortunately, Leng Qin stayed with him and promptly destroyed all the clothes contaminated with his blood, preventing anyone from getting a sample.
In fact, it is already taboo for Wang to come to the hospital. The most annoying places for people in the dark night are hospitals and police stations. But this time, he insisted on coming, and no one could do anything about it. Forget it, now the Xia family wants him to be tested.
Blood, this is absolutely impossible.
"Why?" Xia Feng asked doubtfully. He was now even more suspicious of the identity of the king. If you were not Xia Mo, why didn't you take a blood test?
"There is no reason. Wang Zhizun is supreme. His blood is not just for others." Leng Qin hated Xia Feng's condescension the most. She had tolerated him for a long time.
Leng Qin's words were said with great awe, coldness and ruthlessness, which made everyone present feel unhappy. Moreover, the king seemed to agree with her words, because he had no intention of stopping her or blaming her.
In normal times, if Leng Qin was slightly disrespectful to the Xia and Ming families and gave the king a look, she would immediately change her attitude. But today, he allowed her to be arrogant. Why?
"It's unreasonable. My dad was injured because I was trying to save him. He is supreme. My dad's life is more important than his..."
"So what? It's your father himself..."
"Shut up." The king finally showed his power. Leng Qin trembled all over and lowered his head in silence.
The reason I didn't stop you just now is because I really can't do a blood test. However, if you are unscrupulous and arrogant because of this, you are making a big mistake.
One look had already expressed the meaning of this sentence, and Leng Qin did not dare to be any more presumptuous.