My King: This bat is different, it peeps.

Since the moment, the group was still in the "hahaha" and the geese were crying, and it took a while before a message came out.

Lord: Then you may have been monitored.

Eve: I once heard that a spiritual bat is equivalent to the eyes of its owner. If you think it is a bat looking at you, maybe it is actually the person behind you looking at you.

Seeing these two sentences, Xiao Tuanzi frowned and asked again: Are there anyone who raises bats?

Spades j: Let alone bats, people have people keeping poisonous snakes around these days. Eve, don’t you?

Eve: Stop talking! How can those stunning bitches compare to my Xiaoyin! Don’t mess with me! Yao Yaoling:...How come I met you two silly silly?

Jing Bao looked at these big guys who had always been terrified, but because of disagreement, he started to curse like kindergarten children, and felt a little ashamed.

At this time, several messages pop up in the private message box.

They were sent by the Lord and Spades.

Lord: There are not many places where spiritual bats can be raised. I asked my friend to check it out. The Michel family in K. is one of them, the second is the Gottasen royal family and the heir of the crown prince Gong Wang.

Lord: The bats they raise are all numbered. If you can find gold-prints on your wings, you will not be wrong.

Jing Bao held his cheek and read the lord's news. When he saw the three words "Gotasen", his eyes became a little serious.

It’s the crown prince of Gottasen again... raising bats, what is this strange hobby?

After thanking the lord, Jing Bao withdrew and clicked into the dialogue interface of Spade J.

Spade j: Do you need the only beautiful man in the world? I, Spade, will help you kill that bat and serve you?

Jing Bao: "..." This narcissistic ghost.

"Cough! Cough!"

A sudden itchy feeling surged in his throat. Jing Bao immediately covered his mouth and coughed a few times, trying to suppress the itchy feeling.

The cute little face looked like a faded painting, and it turned extremely pale in an instant.

Jing Bao jumped off the chair and suppressed the urge to cough hard, and ran into the bathroom.

"Cough, cough cough cough--" The door blocked his cough in the bathroom, and soon the sound of water rang out, washing away the blood red stained on the white ceramic.

Xiao Tuanzi tiptoed and picked up the clean towel next to him to cover his mouth, gasped, then walked out of the bathroom, and found the medicine he usually drank in the cabinet.

It was finally suppressing the itch in my throat.

After turning off the computer, Jing Bao immediately got back into the warm quilt, pursing his blood-free mouth, and a trace of dim light appeared in his big eyes.

If Mommy knew that his condition was so serious, she would definitely be sad because of him again.

In recent years, Mommy has worked hard enough to find a matching bone marrow for him to treat.

He should not use this little thing to make his mother worry.

…The next morning.

In the first hospital.

The sky was cloudy and the drizzling rain fell, covering the whole world in the hazy rain curtain, and seeing nothing was clearly visible.

After the examination, Huo Baiwei was pushed into the operating room by the nurses.

Now the entire floor has been closely protected, and even the little bugs cannot fly into it.

Yun Anan was communicating with the doctors in the medical team about the operation. Fortunately, Huo Siqing had ordered them in advance, so the doctors just listened silently.

Even though their faces were as bad as if they were muddy, they almost wrote a line of big words "What are you talking about?" on their faces.

No anesthesia is needed for miscarriage surgery?

This is not a surgery, it’s just a life-threatening thing! What is traditional Chinese medicine?

They had never even heard of it! Yun Anan didn't know what these doctors were thinking, and he felt a little moved by their easy-to-talk.

In the past, when the operation model of combining Chinese and Western medicine was not common abroad, before the operation, the doctors always had to comment on her and teach her a lesson to stop.

Those who are a little irritable will even point Yun Anan's nose in front of her and let her go, so that she will not be embarrassed.

Yun Anan also had a bad temper. After the operation, the hand that the doctor used to point at her was paralyzed for half a year and could not handle things.

"Okay, you all go in and prepare."

Yun Anan looked at the clock on the wall, and after saying that to the doctors, he took his cell phone and went out.

Several doctors rolled their eyes silently behind her back and entered the operating room without any hesitation.

Yun Anan walked to the window and was about to call Huo Siqing's cell phone, Qiao Mu's voice suddenly came from behind: "Miss Yun."

"Mr. Huo was temporarily stuck at the meeting and could not come over later, so he sent me here to watch.

Mr. Huo asked me to tell you that there is no need to be too much pressure. No matter what the conclusion is, he will bear all the problems."

Listening to the words, Yun Anan was slightly stunned, and unconsciously held the hand that was a little wet with sweat. There was a sudden support behind her, which made her feel at ease to lean on her.

How did he know...she was nervous.

"I see."

Yun An'an's heart gradually calmed down, and his red lips raised his faint smile.

At about eight o'clock, the red light in the operating room lighted up.

Huo Baiwei lay on the operating table, holding her hands tightly holding the fabric, her eyes filled with fear and slightly wet corners.

It was not until I saw Yun Anan walking in that the huge rock pressing on her heart showed signs of moving away.

"Sister-in-law..." Huo Baiwei couldn't help but tremble, and she wanted to hold Yun An'an's hand in panic.

Yun Anan quickly walked up to her, held her cold fingers, and whispered to comfort her: "Don't be afraid, I will always be here to accompany you.

You close your eyes, have a good sleep, and when you wake up, it's all fine."

Her words seemed to have a magical power, and no matter how chaotic and fearful her mood would become stable with her voice.

Huo Baiwei nodded slightly and closed her eyes.

At the same time, Yun Anan took out the golden needle applied to the extractive agent and stabbed it into Huo Baiwei's Xuehai point and other major acupoints in turn.

Huo Baiwei's tense body suddenly relaxed, as if she was falling asleep.

After a while, Yun Anan turned his head and looked at the doctor who was on standby at any time, and said solemnly: "I'll bother you next."

"It should."

The surgeon nodded.

The operation has been underway for nearly two hours.

Smelling the strong smell of blood in the air, Yun Anan, who was leaning against the wall and closing his eyes to rest, had a pale face, and his hands around his chest tightened.

Some pictures flashed through my mind like a flash of sight.

The cold operating table, the sharp scalpel with a cold light, became increasingly numb and weak as the anesthetic drugs were pushed into the blood vessels... She originally thought that she had long since lost the nightmare of life and death four years ago.

But when she stood in this operating room, memories were like sea water, and instantly overturned her into the stormy waves.
Chapter completed!