The hesitation and entanglement could clearly be seen in Rupert’s eyes.
“You don’t tell me that you feel sorry for Jurrian and want to keep her alive.” Bonnie saw this and asked in a deep voice, “What’s wrong with you, if it were the old days, you would never be so hesitant.”
“Yes, if it were before, I would never have hesitated in the slightest.” Rupert nodded, “But now it’s different, Bonnie, I’m already dying, if Jurrian also died, there will be a lot of patients in the large medical community, there will be no way to restore health.”
So it was because of this!
Hearing this reason, Bonnie breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking at Rupert, she said, “It’s a good thing that you only care about those patients, not Jurrian.”
She was not wrong about him!
Yes, Jurrian’s medical skill is excellent, if he can live well, he can definitely save many patients.
But this also has to be based on, Jurrian is willing to save people.
But look at Jurrian’s current appearance, will she really save people?
She is not the same Jurrian who dreamed of saving lives, so she learned the art of medicine.
Besides, Jurrian is so smart, how could she really die?
She would try to live by any means possible!
“Do we want to bet?” Bonnie asked, raising her eyebrows.
Rupert refused without even thinking about it.
“Every time I bet with you, I must be the one who loses the most, so it’s better not to bet, I trust your judgment!”
Bonnie nodded in satisfaction and snapped her fingers, “Okay, since you believe me, I’ll show you what Jurrian is doing to stay alive right now.”
The two spoke and set off for the hospital.
Through the thick one-way glass, Jurrian was struggling inside the operating room.
She was strapped to the operating table with no way to struggle, and could only watch as the nurse strapped on a pulse compression band and waited for the vein to emerge, and the sharp needle was then inserted into her arm with unerring precision.
With the internal and external pressure, dark red blood flowed out along the transparent tube, gradually filling up the blood bag.
The capacity of a blood bag is 400cc, and a woman will die of shock if she loses more than 1500cc of blood.
In other words, Jurrian would die if all four blood bags were not filled.
What is even more frightening is that Jurrian will fall into a coma after losing more than 800 cc of blood, and even the opportunity to beg for mercy is lost.
The only time she could plead was two blood bags.
And in the blink of an eye, the first blood bag was almost full.
The rapid blood loss made Jurrian start to sweat coldly, her eyes were giddy, and her struggle was much less vigorous.
“No, no!” Jurrian was still making useless efforts.
The nurse looked at her coldly, her tone was not half gentle, “Miss Huisjen, isn’t it a little too late for you to regret now? When Mrs. Grant asked you to give a good account of the truth, you had to talk tough, and now you are dying before you know how to be afraid?”
“I can’t die, I … can save Mrs. Robertson!” Jurrian spoke forcefully.
The nurse snickered, “Don’t joke Miss Huisjen, that is an acute heart attack, how can you be cured, anyway Mrs. Grant said, if you are ready to replace Mrs. Robertson’s heart, then it is more appropriate to drain your blood.”
While saying that, he prepared to replace the blood bag and started to pump the second 400cc.
“It’s true!” Jurrian spoke up, struggling to sit up, “I can really make her heal and not have to change her heart, if I can’t do that, will you pump my blood again?!”