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?"

on the cake, but for

gritted her teeth and began

been drawn, Sylvia

Time passed slowly.

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

waiting to find out if the surgery would be successful

hope to succeed. Brainstem tumor surgeries had yet to

too inexperienced or cavalier with patients' lives. One doctor couldn't contain himself any longer. "It's

over now," another older doctor replied calmly. "Dr.

might have

from under the operating room door as it swung open with a creaking sound. Several nurses wheeled Giancarlo towards

it over?" everyone thought

had taken place without interruption! Such high-difficulty surgeries usually took six or seven hours at least...

he'd been slapped in face; he grabbed one of the 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 was successful! If we

he pressed on

soon as he asked that question nearly every person standing outside rushed forward eagerly wanting to know what happened inside

Sylvia even contributed

Is this the bag she used?" Clare stared at the blood bag in the small nurse's

this is Dr. Sylvia's used blood bag. Okay, I have to go

disposable and considered

me help you throw it away. You've been working so hard in the

was handsome and spoke softly

about it;

thank you." She turned

whether Clare threw away

was silent except for

into surgery to see how Sylvia performed her operation! But everyone from Hipps family showed

The

smiled at Jasmine while walking towards the trash can direction,"I'll

throwing motion before

no one noticed him doing anything suspicious so he

without noticing if he

of surgery after

did such an incredible

must apply for observation next

signaling

was a little pale, whether from exhaustion or from losing 200cc of blood. "Don't worry," she said. "After 24 hours of observation in the

up excitedly and walked towards Sylvia.