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?"

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

teeth and

drawn, Sylvia

Time passed slowly.

room - not just members of

find out if the surgery would be successful or

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

but wonder if she was too inexperienced or cavalier with patients' lives. One

older doctor

that something might have gone wrong

then, green light flooded out from under the operating room door as it swung

over?"

taken place without interruption! Such high-difficulty surgeries usually took six or seven

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.

he pressed on anxiously. "Did

he asked that question nearly every person standing outside rushed forward

much blood in the middle and needed a transfusion. Dr. Sylvia even contributed 200CC

said... Miss Andrews also 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 get that

Dr. Sylvia's used blood bag. Okay,

bags are disposable

throw it away. You've been

spoke softly with an

it; she

thank you." She turned

pay attention to whether Clare threw away the bag or

silent except for

surgery to see how Sylvia performed her operation! But everyone from

The surgery

Jasmine while walking towards the trash can direction,"I'll go throw it

motion before swiftly hiding that same bloody bag

one noticed him doing anything suspicious so he went

happiness without noticing if

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

amazing! You did such

apply for observation next

signaling them to be

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.

up excitedly and walked towards Sylvia. "Thank you so much,"