Yan Xiaoqi's artery in his leg was slashed open, resulting in significant blood loss. If Bai Shanshan hadn't applied pressure all along the way, he might not have made it by now.
The doctor arranged for someone to test for blood type while someone else fetched blood from the blood bank, and in the meantime, they applied a more professional hold on the blood vessel, before a group entered the surgery room.
Bai Shanshan stood in place, her heart in utter turmoil.
A nurse came over and asked her to sign some papers. After Bai Shanshan signed in a daze, the nurse, seeing her state, couldn't help but comfort her, "The child will be all right. You and the child's father brought him in very promptly. He's already receiving a blood transfusion, and his condition has stabilized..."
Bai Shanshan froze for a moment, her face flushed with urgency as she explained, "He's not..."
On the side, Chu Cimo's focus was different as he inquired, "Why can't direct relatives donate blood?"
