Chapter 3470: Sister Nian Is Soft-Hearted

Editor: Atlas Studios

Qiao Nian was led to a small room and asked to sit down.

After a while, the young nurse rushed over with the apparatus to draw blood. She skillfully tied the pressure band on her wrist and took out the blood bag.

Then, she carefully asked, “I’ll draw 200cc first. Can you hold on?”

200cc is the general safety standard for blood donation.

Qiao Nian leaned against the seat, looking very relaxed as she replied, “Take 400cc.”

The young nurse was about to unwrap the needle when she heard this. She paused as her expression turned incredulous, not daring to move for some time.

The patient’s son donated 400cc as well.

This was the limit for the human body.

Ordinary people rarely donated so much at once. Firstly, their bodies could not take it, and secondly, they were afraid of the aftereffects.

Seeing that she had not moved, Qiao Nian finally looked up, revealing her exquisite face under the baseball cap—she was quite eye-catching and beautiful, but also very calm.

“I’m a doctor. I know what I’m talking about. Don’t worry and just draw it.”

“…Doctor?”

The nurse looked at Qiao Nian’s young face and thought she was a medical student.

However, considering the patient’s situation in the operating room, she could only bite the bullet and insert the needle into the blood vessel on the back of the girl’s hand. She reminded her in a low voice, “Tell me if you can’t take it anymore. I’ll immediately take out the needle.”

Upon losing too much blood, people’s body temperatures would gradually decrease, resulting in shivers, dizziness, and nausea as side effects.

400cc wasn’t a small amount.

Even a healthy man might not be able to take it.

The girl did not appear to be the type who had a particularly good physique. The nurse wasn’t sure if Qiao Nian could take it.

…

On the other side.

As Qiao Nian went in to draw blood, Ye Wangchuan called Mo Dong and ordered him to transfer the RH-type blood from around the area. If he couldn’t do it, he was to look for people with this blood type.

It didn’t matter if he had to pay or not. He had to get them here immediately.

There was no need to talk about Mo Dong’s efficiency. He immediately went to the surrounding hospitals to get the blood.

Ye Wangchuan didn’t stay idle either. He asked a nurse for a laptop and took a seat. Then, he began to check who had registered for this blood type in the independent continent, where they lived, and which ones could rush over to donate blood.

They did everything they could do.

Instead, Xie Yun was the one with nothing to do.

Ji Nan rushed over with the help of a nurse. His face was pale but he looked fine.

“Dad, he…?”

Silence.

Xie Yun shook her head.

“He’s not out yet.”

From the corner of his eye, Ji Nan saw the man making a call and using a computer in the corner. Before he could ask his mother why Ye Wangchuan was there, he saw Qiao Nian coming out of the lounge next door with a nurse’s help. Carrying a large blood bag, the nurse rushed to the operating room…

Ji Nan immediately understood what was going on. His mind exploded. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but no words came out.

He didn’t expect Qiao Nian to come, let alone donate blood to his father.

Ji Nan opened his mouth and looked at the girl who was stronger than him.

She walked over as if nothing had happened and asked Xie Yun, “Those old men still haven’t given in?”

Xie Yun returned to her senses and shook her head. “I know those people were sent by you. They were about to compromise, but who knew that Lingfeng would vomit blood and faint? Their attitudes suddenly changed. I’m afraid He Lin can’t suppress them anymore.”

In fact, besides Ji Lingfeng himself, no one could suppress those elders with seniority.