Gu Qingxin's eyes were fixated on Beiming Han. She nodded and lifted her hand that was almost dyed red with blood, gently touching his cheek...
Looking at his face, pale as paper, her vision blurred with tears once more...
Ah Han, can you wake up, please? Stop sleeping, I'm scared...
After Bai Jingqing stitched up Beiming Han's wounds and the bleeding had completely stopped, he fetched a few injections to give to Beiming Han.
Gu Qingxin began to feel some discomfort in her lower abdomen, her head was also a bit dizzy, but she clenched her teeth and endured it all. She didn't dare to tell Bai Jingqing, fearing he would not allow her to give blood to Beiming Han.
Even though she's not a doctor, she knows that the small amount of blood she had just given him wouldn't save him...
She could only grit her teeth and endure...
Bai Jingqing, noticing Gu Qingxin's worsening complexion, wanted to stop the transfusion, "No, you can't continue like this."
