Chapter 4817 This Is the Uncle

"Great, great!"

"Thank you doctor, thank you so much."

A group of people were quite excited and thanked the doctor one after another.

Someone also ran over and pushed the bed for the nurse.

Yun Dai struggled to squeeze through, and when she saw the person lying on the bed, she couldn't help but froze.

He was clearly an old man who was over seventy years old.

He has silver hair and a wrinkled face.

this……

what's the situation?

Yun Dai subconsciously looked back at Tong Qiaoqiao.

Tong Qiaoqiao reacted quickly and quickly grabbed a nurse and asked, "Excuse me, are there any other patients in the operating room?"

"That's the one," the nurse replied.

"Which operating room is the person injured in the car accident in?"

"Hey, isn't this the uncle?" The nurse raised her chin, a little confused, "Did you find the wrong person?"

Tong Qiaoqiao subconsciously thought that Yun Dai's friend must also be a child, but when the nurse said this, she was a little confused. She turned to Yun Dai and asked: "Xiao Dai, is this your friend?"

Yun Dai slowly shook her head: "No."

"That's weird." Tong Qiaoqiao wondered, "How about you call your friend again and ask if there is any misunderstanding?"

At this time, the group of people had gathered around the old man's hospital bed and left.

There was silence at the door of the operating room.

Yun Dai picked up her phone and called Zhao Yuanjing again.

This time, it took a long time before I was connected. It was still the same nurse with a sweet voice, but her voice sounded breathless, as if she had run over.

"Hello?"

"Excuse me, is this Zhao...Xiaojing's mobile phone?" Yun Dai asked.

"Yes."

"Where are they? Are they in the hospital?"

"Yes, it's in the ward, room 412 on the fourth floor."

Yun Dai immediately turned around to look for the ward.

Following the number on the ward, she quickly found the ward the nurse mentioned.

It is a spacious, clean and well-equipped VIP ward.

Yun Dai pushed the door open and walked in. A young nurse was putting down her cell phone.

On the hospital bed next to her, a young man was sleeping with his eyes closed, his forehead was bandaged with gauze, and his face was a little pale.

Yun Dai walked over blankly and looked at the soft hair on his forehead, motionless.

Tong Qiaoqiao hurriedly grabbed the nurse and asked, "Did he have an accident?"

"Yes."

"The old man in the operating room just now..."

"Oh, the driver of the taxi the child was riding in was driving tiredly and collided with the car next to him, causing the old man to be seriously hit." The little nurse spoke eloquently, "Thanks to the child donating blood to the old man, otherwise the old man would not have been able to do anything." I can’t survive it... Hey, are you Zhao Xiaojing’s family?”

"Oh, no, my daughter is his good friend. She came to see him specially when she heard the news."

"It turns out that this child's parents are too irresponsible. They haven't come to see him for so long. It's really..." The little nurse muttered and went out.

Tong Qiaoqiao suddenly thought of something and hurriedly grabbed her: "Hey, nurse, just now you said that he donated blood to the old man? But he was injured himself and was still a child. How can your hospital ask for blood from an injured child? This May I?"

she questioned.

The little nurse explained: "Sister, don't get excited. We are not fools. If there is a way, we can still let the children donate blood? The main reason is that their blood types are too special. The old man lost too much blood. There is really nothing we can do, so we beg the children to draw some blood." "

"What's your blood type?"

"Panda blood, have you heard of it?"

"What a coincidence?"

"Isn't it just a coincidence?"