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?"

may just be icing on the cake, but for a patient, it could

her teeth and began drawing blood

200CC had been drawn, Sylvia immediately went

Time passed slowly.

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

find out if the surgery

to succeed. Brainstem tumor surgeries had yet to be successfully performed

wonder if she was too inexperienced or cavalier with patients' lives. One doctor couldn't contain himself any longer. "It's been hours - why hasn't it

older doctor replied calmly. "Dr. Sylvia will surely

might

door as it swung open with a creaking sound. Several

it over?" everyone

two o'clock in afternoon - five whole hours - this difficult operation had taken place without interruption! Such high-difficulty surgeries usually took six or

arm and asked urgently. "Lily! Was surgery successful?" Lily looked at him quizzically. "Of

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

standing outside rushed forward eagerly wanting to know what happened

it wasn't smooth. The patient lost too much blood in the middle and needed a transfusion. Dr. Sylvia even contributed 200CC herself!" She

donated blood? Is this the bag she used?" Clare stared at the blood bag in the small nurse's hand, a terrible thought forming in his mind. He wanted to

Sylvia's used blood bag. Okay, I

are disposable and considered medical

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

handsome and spoke softly

it; she just wanted

She turned around and walked

doctors and nurses didn't pay attention to whether Clare threw away the bag or not; they

silent except for needles dropping

into silent amazement; they all regretted not going into surgery to see how Sylvia performed her operation!

The surgery was

Clare smiled at Jasmine while

made a fake throwing motion before swiftly hiding that same bloody bag

found no one noticed him doing anything

was immersed in their happiness without noticing if he

as Sylvia came out of surgery after resting for awhile. The doctors immediately surrounded

did

apply for

signaling them

from losing 200cc of blood. "Don't worry," she said. "After 24 hours of observation

excitedly and walked towards Sylvia.