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 a

her teeth and began

200CC had been drawn,

Time passed slowly.

more people gathered outside the operating room - not just members of the Hipps family, but

find out if the surgery would be successful or

only a world-class team of doctors could hope to succeed. Brainstem tumor surgeries had yet to be successfully performed in H

her reputation as an excellent surgeon, some couldn't help but wonder if she was too inexperienced or cavalier with patients' lives. One doctor couldn't contain himself any longer.

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

that something might have gone wrong during

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

is it over?" everyone

o'clock in afternoon - five whole hours - this difficult operation had taken place without

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

old doctor still wasn't sure; he pressed

that question nearly every person standing outside rushed forward eagerly wanting

and needed a transfusion. Dr. Sylvia even contributed

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

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

bags are disposable and

"Let me help you throw it

and spoke softly with

it; she

you." She turned around

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

except for needles dropping on

regretted not going into surgery to see how Sylvia performed

great! The surgery was

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

made a fake throwing motion

he quietly observed around him but found no one noticed him

happiness without noticing if he had

pounded wildly as he watched as Sylvia came out of surgery after resting for awhile.

did such an incredible

must apply

off signaling them to be

face 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 ICU, if there are no problems, he can be transferred to a general ward. The surgery was very successful. Fortunately, the tumor was benign. As long as it's benign, everything is

up excitedly and walked towards