Chapter 3775 I Don’t Need You

She clearly went to the hospital blood bank in advance to ask about the amount of type A blood stored and calculated everything.

It was determined that the doctors would not be able to rescue her, and due to the urgency of time, they would immediately arrange a transplant for Long Xiaobao.

Why isn't she dead now?

Since she is not dead, has Xiaobao already...

He didn't even have time to open his eyes. He used panicked strength on his hands to support his body and tried to sit up.

Before he could stand up, his whole body was pulled back by a huge yet gentle force.

Then a voice that was familiar to her bones suddenly rang in her ears, "Don't move, the wound on your neck hasn't healed yet, it will be torn."

Huang Ying's whole body froze in place for an instant. She slowly opened her eyes and saw that handsome face.

This face had appeared in her midnight dreams countless times over the past four years.

She had longed to see him, but that was all in the past.

Now, she never wanted to see him again.

Thinking of Xiaobao, a flash of hatred flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Because of the struggle just now, the unhealed wound on his neck was torn.

Huang Ying endured the constant pain in her neck and used all her strength to push Chen Jun away.

He stood up and ran staggeringly towards the outside of the ward.

However, just after taking two steps, his legs weakened and he fell straight to the ground.

With quick eyesight and quick hands, Chen Jun hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed her waist, and took her back into his arms.

"Don't worry, Xiaobao is fine. Don't move around the injury on your neck. I can tell you whatever you want to know."

"Let go, Chen Jun, I don't need you to pretend here. Where is my son? Where is my son..."

Huang Ying struggled desperately and roared with an unusually hoarse voice.

Listening to her words, Chen Jun's heart was bleeding, but this was his mistake and he must bear it.

Hugging her tightly, "Huang Ying, listen to me, Xiaobao is really fine, he is really fine."

The doctor had already announced Long Xiaobao's death sentence, but Huang Ying didn't believe him at all.

"Let go, let go, I want to see my son, ahem, I want to go find...ahem..."

Because her throat was strained too hard, Huang Ying couldn't restrain herself from coughing.

There was a smell of blood in her throat, and as she coughed violently, traces of blood spilled out of the corners of her lips.

Obviously, the wound on her throat that had not yet healed was torn open again.

Chen Jun felt distressed and anxious for a moment, and hurriedly patted her back gently and spoke.

"Okay, I'll take you to see Xiaobao right away. Just calm down and don't get excited."

Huang Ying struggled and pushed him hard, "Get out, I don't need you..."

Outside the ward, Gu Rui happened to go to the nursing room to see Xiaobei coming back. When he heard the movement in the ward, he immediately opened the door and went in without caring about anything else.

Seeing the situation inside, he rushed forward anxiously, "Chen Jun, what are you doing?"

Huang Ying heard his voice, pushed Chen Jun away, stretched out her hand to hold Gu Rui's arm, coughed anxiously and asked, "Ahem...Brother Gu Rui, ahem...Where is Xiaobao? Where is Xiaobao?" ?”

Gu Rui hurriedly reached out to support her, patted her back and comforted her, "Your throat is injured, don't worry, Xiaobao is fine, and he is in the ward next to you now."

Huang Ying was slightly relieved when she heard what Gu Rui said.