President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Bao Sibai suppressed the violent anger surging in his eyes, and casually picked up the rusty iron rod on the ground.

Then go down hard!

Immediately there was a hog-killing howl, and the man in the suit looked at his nailed arm, but he couldn't even walk away in pain.

Because, when the rusty iron rod pierced through his arm, it also plunged into the concrete floor, nailing him to the spot!

"I don't dare anymore, please, Bo Shao, please let me go." The man in the suit was in so much pain that yellow liquid oozed from his pants.

Bao Sibai didn't even look at it, but walked away in disgust.

He picked up Song Runian who was unconscious on the ground, and walked straight towards the exit.

Don't forget to throw a sentence to Gu Jiangfeng, "You handle the rest."

Gu Jiangfeng shrugged.

Come on, clean up the mess!

However, in my impression, my cousin was always calm and indifferent, except that he was easily angry about that woman back then.

Who is this woman named Annie, who can make him lose control again?

-

Bo's Private Hospital.

Song Runian's face was extremely pale, and she was lying on the hospital bed with an oxygen mask hanging on her palm-sized face. Bursts of mist covered her facial features, and she was lifeless.

"Why hasn't she woke up yet?" Bao Sibai's handsome face was full of irritability, and his tone was sullen, "Didn't you say there's nothing serious!"

The doctor next to him shivered, "The piece of broken porcelain did not hurt the internal organs, but it was a penetrating wound after all, and he lost a lot of blood, so he might have to sleep for a while before waking up."

"If you lose too much blood, give her a blood transfusion." Bo Si Bai said again.

Such a big hospital is not enough to transfuse blood for a woman like her?

The doctor made it even more difficult, "We are also trying to figure out a way, but because Miss Anne has rare RH-negative blood, there is no blood bank at all, so I have to contact other hospitals to help find someone to donate."

"RH negative blood?" Bao Sibai's brows suddenly turned into ink dots.

The doctor nodded hastily, "Yes, RH negative blood, commonly known as panda blood, is a very..."

Bao Si Bai directly interrupted the doctor's explanation, staring at the woman on the hospital bed with blazing eyes, "I know what kind of blood that is, are you sure, she has this blood type?"

"I'm sure, how dare I lie to Bo Shao about such a matter of life and death." The doctor said, and even raised his hand to swear.

"No matter what method you use, find blood for her as soon as possible, even if it costs money." Bao Sibai lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice.

The doctor repeatedly agreed, and ran out to urge.

And Bao Sibai was standing in front of the hospital bed, looking at Song Runian with increasingly obscure and complicated eyes, as if a huge undercurrent was surging in his eyes.

The doctor would not know how shocked he was when he heard the words RH negative blood just now, as if a bomb exploded in his heart, and countless memories emerged.

Bao Sibai's black eyes were bottomless, reflecting Song Runian's small pale figure.

Panda Blood knows him well, even the scar on the back of his head...

Is it her?

Is it the woman who has been lost for several years?

But they clearly look completely different!

In Bao Sibai's long and narrow eyes, there was doubt and hesitation, and after a while, he stretched out his hand and tentatively touched Song Runian's cheek.

"Take your hand away!" Someone rushed over from behind and slapped Bao Sibai's hand away viciously.

He even pushed Bao Si Bai, his tone full of vigilance and anger, "Don't touch her!"