After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 895

Queena's face turned pale as she held her son Clare's hand. "Could it be that your uncle is in danger...?"

Clare quickly reassured Queena, "Mom, don't worry, he'll be fine."

On the other hand, Jasmine smiled calmly. "Giancarlo and I have long been indifferent to life and death. If he really leaves this world... our only regret would be..." "Jasmine, that won't happen!" Old Mr. Hipps interrupted his sister. "Giancarlo will be fine... Dr. Sylvia is very skilled in medicine and surgery."

There was silence for a moment.

After a while, Jasmine said, "Giancarlo and I have the same blood type. If necessary, I can donate blood."

"Auntie, you're too old now. Let me go instead," Clare suddenly remembered. "I'll try."

"Your blood type may not match ours," Jasmine tried to stop him.

"How do we know if we don't try?" Clare's handsome face showed determination as he walked quickly towards the nurse station to express his desire to donate blood.

Just then, the young nurse rushed over with the last two bags of blood from the hospital's supply room while telling her colleague at the station. "Please notify other hospitals immediately if they can transfer some more blood over here; this is all we have left in our supply room."

The duty nurse on duty looked up abruptly. "Is it because of that emergency patient from last night's car accident who used up all of our stock of his own particular type?"

"The situation is urgent; let's check if my blood matches first!" Clare had heard their conversation clearly.

He extended his arm. "Take mine!"

The young nurse did not hesitate any longer but drew some of Clare's blood for testing which took only a few minutes before she told him. "Sir, your blood happens to match perfectly with that patient's; you can donate your own now."

Clare was overjoyed when he heard this news and immediately followed the nurse to where they were drawing out his own fresh red liquid life force.

Meanwhile inside Sylvia's operating room, sweat dripped down her forehead while behind her back another young nurse kept wiping it off with a cloth.

Freshly donated bags of matching red fluid arrived just in time.

They were immediately transfused into Giancarlo lying on bed.

But still not enough!

Sylvia frowned slightly. "My own Blood Type matches too! Take mine!"

"Dr. Sylvia, that won't work at all! You're still performing surgery right now- what happens if something goes wrong or you lose focus due to donating during such an urgent operation?"

be icing on the cake, but for a patient, it could be a lifesaver," Sylvia

and began drawing

been drawn, Sylvia immediately went into

Time passed slowly.

outside the operating room - not just members of the Hipps family, but also

find out if the surgery would

condition, only a world-class team of doctors could hope to succeed. Brainstem tumor surgeries had yet

too inexperienced or cavalier with patients'

another older

being that something might

light flooded out from under the operating room door as it swung open with a creaking sound. Several nurses wheeled

over?"

whole hours - this difficult operation had taken place

nurses who'd just come out of operating room by her arm and asked urgently. "Lily! Was surgery successful?" Lily looked at him quizzically. "Of course it

old doctor still wasn't sure; he pressed on anxiously. "Did everything go

soon as he asked that question nearly every person standing outside rushed forward eagerly

a transfusion. Dr. Sylvia even contributed 200CC herself!" She held up the empty

blood bag in the small nurse's hand, a terrible thought forming in his mind. He wanted to get that bag with Sylvia's remaining drops

blood bag.

disposable

out his hand, "Let me help you throw it away. You've been working so hard

handsome and spoke

think much about it;

thank you." She turned around and walked

pay attention to whether Clare threw away the

was silent except for needles

not going into surgery to see how Sylvia performed

great! The surgery was

yes yes! Uncle is fine now." Clare smiled at Jasmine while walking towards the trash can direction,"I'll go

walked over there and made a fake throwing motion

quietly observed around him but found no one noticed him doing anything suspicious so he

without noticing if he had thrown away any bags or

heart pounded wildly as he watched as Sylvia came out of surgery after

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family. She was still wearing her surgical gown, and her face was a little pale, whether from exhaustion or from losing 200cc of blood. "Don't worry," she said. "After

stood up excitedly and walked towards Sylvia. "Thank you so