The chief surgeon took off his mask and anxiously said, "The patient has lost too much blood and urgently needs a transfusion..."

Before the doctor finished speaking, everyone rushed to roll up their sleeves, extending their arms, saying, "Take mine, mine."

"...Her blood type is quite rare, RH negative, commonly known as panda blood. We don’t have enough in the blood bank," the chief surgeon calmly stated. "We must get the blood within an hour, or the consequences will be unimaginable."

"There’s no ’or else,’" Bo Yimo’s voice was cold and composed, seemingly devoid of any emotion. "Xiao Yi, Feifei is panda blood; go and bring her here."

Xiao Yi nodded slightly and left.

After speaking, the chief surgeon was about to enter the operating room, but another person was quicker than him.

Bo Yimo walked step by step towards the operating table, seeing Tong Yan lying there, the gunshot wound on her back gaping and bloody, her entire body so weak it seemed she had stopped breathing.

Inside the operating room, the thick stench of blood was suffocating.

His legs gave way, and he collapsed to the floor, his whole body drained of strength, so helpless, so despairing.

Baby...

This was Bo Yimo, the esteemed Young Master of the Bo Family, losing his composure for the first time outside.

No one knew how Bo Yimo felt right now, even he didn’t know.

When the pain reaches an extreme, it feels like nothing at all.

Bo Yimo tried to remain calm, but his voice trembled, "Baby, don’t sleep, wake up, okay?"

His baby was just asleep, just like before.

But the only response was silence, terrifying silence.

Bo Yimo softly spoke, "Baby, be good, it’s time to wake up."

The voice was light, but inexplicably, it made one feel very heavy inside.

The surrounding doctors and nurses were filled with shock. In the Bo Family at the military district, no one was unknown, especially the famous Young Marshal Bo and Second Young Master Bo. The Young Marshal was iron-blooded and merciless, while Second Young Master Bo was always cool and indifferent. How could he lose his composure to this extent?

It was simply unimaginable.

Turns out, he was also just an ordinary person.

There was a wild beast inside Bo Yimo’s heart, and because Tong Yan fed it, it had always been locked away.

But without Tong Yan, that beast would burst forth...

No one knew.

Outside the operating room, Dong Feifei paced back and forth anxiously, "Did something happen to Brother Yimo? How could he suddenly need a blood transfusion?"

Xiao Yi didn’t speak, keeping silent.

The operating room doors opened, and a nurse came out, "Are you the blood donor? Please come with me."

Dong Feifei nodded and followed the nurse to donate blood.

Dong Feifei was very afraid of pain, but for her Brother Yimo, she wasn’t afraid of it, but still said, "Be gentle, it hurts."

The nurse gently smiled and, to divert her attention, started chatting, "What is your relationship with the patient?"

Mentioning Bo Yimo, Dong Feifei’s face seemed to glow, "He’s the person I love most. I want to marry him."

The nurse’s needle trembled, "You like women? You want to marry a girl?"

So courageous.

Dong Feifei glared at her, "I like men."

The nurse hesitantly said, "But the patient is a young girl."

Dong Feifei immediately stood up, "Did you make a mistake? If it’s a girl, I won’t donate!"

A young girl? And related to Brother Yimo...

There’s only one possibility.

She had to die, that way Brother Yimo would be hers!

So why would she donate blood to her?

She wished she would die!

Dong Feifei gave a strange smile and directly left the blood donation room.