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?"

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

her teeth and began drawing

had been drawn, Sylvia immediately went into

Time passed slowly.

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

if the surgery would be successful

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

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

be almost over now," another older doctor replied calmly. "Dr. Sylvia will surely

something might have gone wrong

door as it swung open with a

over?" everyone thought

morning until two o'clock in afternoon - five whole hours - this difficult operation had taken place without interruption! Such high-difficulty surgeries usually took six or seven hours at least... so what did

in face; he grabbed one of the nurses who'd just come out of operating room by her arm and asked

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

that question nearly every person standing outside rushed forward eagerly wanting to know what happened inside operating

patient lost too much blood in the middle and needed a transfusion. Dr. Sylvia even contributed 200CC herself!" She held

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

used blood bag. Okay, I have

disposable and

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

handsome and spoke

much about it; she just

She turned around and

nurses didn't pay attention to whether Clare threw away the bag

except for needles dropping

to see how Sylvia

The surgery

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

motion before swiftly hiding that same

he quietly observed around him but found no one noticed him

immersed in their happiness without noticing if he had thrown

came out of surgery after resting for awhile.

did such an

must apply for observation

them off signaling

walked up to the Hipps 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 24 hours of observation in the ICU, if there are no problems, he can be transferred to

walked towards Sylvia. "Thank you so