"Brother Chen, thank you for your hard work."

Zhuge Qingxi handed over a tissue again and said gratefully.

"nothing."

Xiao Chen smiled and shook his head.

"Brother Chen, the plasma is brought back."

Bai Ye came in from outside, holding four blood bags in his hand.

"Is it enough?"

"Um."

Xiao Chen nodded and looked at the blood bag.

"Is it a type A?"

"It must be."

"OK."

Xiao Chen took it, hung up the blood bag, and then gave Zhuge Qingyang a blood transfusion.

With the blood transfusion, Zhuge Qingyang's pale face became more and more rosy, and his breathing gradually stabilized.

"Okay, it's okay to rest, let's go out first."

Xiao Chen looked at Zhuge Qingyang and said.

"Uh-huh."
Chapter completed!