Hidden Marriage Chief Marry One Get One Free

Five years later.

Kyoto No.1 People's Hospital, Infusion Hall.

Song Yan was wearing a scarf and mask, sitting alone in a corner hanging water, a severe cold and a low fever made her feel dizzy, just about to close her eyes and sleep for a while, but received a call from her manager Meng Yang, so she could only Brave yourself up and deal with it, "Brother Meng?"

"Song Yan, where are you now?"

"I am at the hospital."

"When are you still going to the hospital? Have you forgotten that there is a drinking party at noon today? Mr. Liu has asked you to accompany me for a drink, so hurry up and come here!" Meng Yang, as her manager, acted like an order tone.

Song Yan was used to this, her voice was very calm, "I'm still on the infusion, and I have a serious cold, so I can't drink alcohol."

"You just have a cold, and it's not a serious illness. Why can't you drink it? What's the matter?"

"I've had a fever for a week, and if I don't get another infusion, it might turn into acute pneumonia and kill me." Song Yan said with a half-smile, "Brother Meng is asking me to go to drink with me now, is he trying to kill me? "

"Who are you scaring, it's just a fever, what's the big deal? Let me tell you, Mr. Liu is not easy to mess with. You don't want to toast or eat fine wine!"

"I really can't go now, you can find someone else."

"Okay, you are arrogant, shameless! I'll leave my words here, if you don't go today, you don't even want the second female role in "Imperial Power"! Don't regret it then!!"

After Meng Yang finished speaking in embarrassment, he hung up the phone with a snap.

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Song Yan put away the phone indifferently without saying a word.

When she first signed a contract with the company, Meng Yang was not so arrogant, but since she was bought by Song Xuewei, her attitude has completely changed. The work arranged for her is perfunctory, but she especially likes to ask her to accompany her for drinks...

If this continues, she can only find a way to terminate the contract with the company...

Song Yan reached out to pull out the infusion needle, packed her things and prepared to go to the hotel.

As soon as he stood up, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps in front of him.

"First aid the wounded! Please let me out, let me out!" The nurse opened the way ahead, and several doctors rushed forward pushing a stretcher bed.

Song Yan heard the reputation and saw a small child lying on the stretcher, about four or five years old, covered in blood, with a thick gauze on his neck, eyes closed, breathing weakly.

"Is this a car accident?"

"I heard that it was a series of rear-end collisions. Several cars were hit. A little boy's neck was scratched by broken glass, bleeding profusely on the spot..."

"It's so pitiful, I don't know if I can save it..."

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd.

Song Yanxiu frowned, she didn't care too much, and was about to leave.

At this time, the hospital's radio suddenly rang, and an anxious female voice came: "Everyone, please pay attention! Now there is an injured child who has lost too much blood and needs to donate blood urgently! If there is a lady or gentleman with RN-negative blood type, please lend a helping hand. Tell the nurse to rush to the emergency room! Thank you for your help..."

The sound of the broadcast kept repeating, and there was an uproar throughout the hospital. Soon, nurses rushed to each hall and asked loudly if there was anyone with this blood type who could help.

"RH negative blood? Isn't that panda blood?"

"This blood type is too rare, isn't it stored in the blood bank of the hospital?"

The nurse quickly explained: "There is a blood bank, but the amount is not enough! It's too late to transfer the blood temporarily, that child is in danger now!"

There was a lot of discussion among the people, but no one came forward. I don't know if they were unwilling to donate blood or there were no people with this blood type.