Moreover, with Tan Qingshu's identity, even if the person who needed a blood transfusion today weren't the Young Madam of the Mo family, but a very ordinary passerby, she would still take the initiative to step forward.
"Then I'll take my leave first. I still have something to do."
"Take care, brother."
...
The ward was, of course, the best VIP ward that the hospital could arrange.
It was initially made for a single patient, but now, there were two beds in this VIP ward.
Mo Boyuan was pushed in by the bodyguards, and the few Madams said their goodbyes one after another:
"Mr. Mo, we'll leave first. We'll come back to see Miss Jiang tomorrow."
"Take care. We'll definitely visit you some other day."
For a person to be able to rush to the hospital as soon as possible, he had to accept this act of service and return it.
