My Foolish Snake Husband Wouldn’t Stop Pestering Me

"Take him down to draw blood."

As soon as Duan Chen's words came out, Yan Rui was so heartbroken that it was hard to breathe.

The doctor stepped forward: "Mr. Yan, please come with me here."

Yan Rui lowered her head, endured the cold on her body and went out with the doctor.

The down jacket on his body was wetted by the snow and draped heavily on his body, and the clothes had long since lost their function of keeping warm.

"Your clothes are soaking wet, do you want to change?" The only clothes that can be changed in the hospital are work clothes and white lab coats. Those clothes are thin, but they are better than wet clothes.

Yan Rui shook his head and replied, "You don't need to change clothes. Doctor, you can just draw blood." Anyway, he will leave after drawing blood. No matter how warm clothes go out, they will get wet, so he might as well not change.

Although it's cold... but it's over after a while, hasn't he endured it all by himself for so many years?

Seeing that he insisted, the doctor did not persuade him any more. He took him to the next room and pointed to a reclining chair: "Sit here for a while."

The blood-drawing equipment has long been prepared, Yan Rui obediently took off his clothes, and his sleeves were lifted up to reveal his slender arms.

His hand was small, and he held it tightly. The light shone on the cold white skin, and the blood vessels were clearly visible.

The doctor took out the form to be signed before drawing blood and took it out for Duan Chen to sign.

Zhou Ran had acute sepsis, and the amount of exchange blood needed was about 1000 ml.

It is very dangerous for a normal person to draw so much blood. If there is a mistake, he will lose too much blood and die. Therefore, every time he draws blood for Yan Rui, he must sign a consent form, and prepare an additional notice of critical illness.

"Mr. Duan, please sign these two lists."

Duan Chen looked at the consent form and critical illness notice handed over, which were clearly marked with the word danger.

Duan Chen is used to signing these for a long time, not to mention the consent form and even the critical illness notice he has signed twice. at a glance.

Seeing that he had signed the contract so quickly, the doctor couldn't help reminding him, "Mr. Duan, Mr. Yan came here in the snow. He is cold and a little weak. I'm afraid he won't be able to draw as much blood this time."

Duan Chen's eyes were dark, and his tone was indifferent: "If you can't draw, you must draw as much blood as Zhou Ran needs." In his eyes, as long as Zhou Ran is healthy, as long as Zhou Ran is healthy, as for Yan Rui...he is nothing.

"But this happened..."

"I am responsible for everything that happens."

Duan Chen didn't take the doctor's warning to heart at all. In his opinion, a blood draw can cause a big problem, and can it still be dead? Duan Chen couldn't help sneering in his heart, Yan Rui was a snake demon with a human shape, how could he die so easily and easily after living for tens of thousands of years.

Compared with Yan Rui, who was worried about the dispensable, he was more worried about Zhou Ran, who was lying on the hospital bed and suffering.

Suddenly thinking of something, Duan Chen asked: "You said that Yan Rui's body is cold, so will there be any problem with the blood transfusion in his body to Ranran?"

The doctor was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "No."

As a bystander, thinking about the weak man lying inside waiting for blood to be drawn, he didn't know whether to feel sorry for him or pity him.

Duan Chen's eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth rose: "Then seize the time to exchange blood."

…

Yan Rui was lying on the reclining chair, staring blankly at the light above his head, and the doctor came back with the consent form after a while.

Putting down the consent form in his hand, the doctor walked over to Yan Rui and gave him a gentle smile, comforting him: "It will be fine in a while, don't be afraid."

Yan Rui stared at the needle in his hand, swallowed saliva subconsciously, dodged his eyes, obviously his body could not stop shivering with fear, but he said forcefully: "Doctor, please smoke, I'm not afraid of the pain."

How can you not be afraid of pain? Although Yan Rui is an adult, the snake's habits are engraved in the bone marrow, and he is afraid of cold and pain. Every time he draws blood, he will cry.

The needle sank into his fair skin, Yan Rui shivered, gritted his teeth and held back the trembling in his hands.

He can't move around, otherwise the doctor won't be able to put the needle in.

Yan Rui reminded himself in his heart, and he was relieved to see the blood in his body being pumped out smoothly.

Yan Rui already felt dizzy when he pumped 400ml. His face was pale, but when the light hit him, his face was like the white wall behind him.

Yan Rui knew how to grit his teeth and endure it when he was in pain, but today, he didn't even have the strength to grit his teeth, his eyes gradually became dull, and he knew how much blood he had to lose at a time.

Looking at the blood bag submerged to 500 ml of blood, there is still half of it, and I will get through it if I persist.

"Are you ok?"

Yan Rui wanted to tell the doctor that he was fine, but his body was too cold and painful, and he was speechless, but he shook his head stiffly at the worried look in the doctor's eyes, proving that he was fine.

Yan Rui endured it with her eyes closed, the blood in her body became colder as the blood disappeared, and her fingertips were numb, apparently so cold that she had lost consciousness.

He was thin, and 1,000 ml of blood was forcibly drained from him, and he was paralyzed on the reclining chair like a tattered doll, lifeless.

The doctor hurriedly took out the blood bag, handed it to another doctor at the door, and returned to Yan Rui himself.

"Mr. Yan." The man still had a heartbeat and breathing, and it seemed that he had just passed out temporarily.

Yan Rui could hear the sound, but his body couldn't react.

I don't know how long it took, but when Yan Rui opened his eyes, Zhou Ran had already finished changing his blood.

He was the only one left in the room, and his nostrils were full of the smell of disinfectant.

Yan Rui stood up shaking and came to the ward next door. He wanted to stretch out his hand and push it away, but he thought of what Duan Chen had scolded him a few days ago.

- Uneducated beasts.

Yan Rui stopped his movements and knocked lightly on the door twice. His hoarse voice was weak and weak, and he called out, "Achen, can I come in?"

He kept standing without a response from inside. It was much colder outside the corridor than inside. There were ventilation openings, and a gust of cold wind from time to time made his eyes red.

Standing outside tremblingly, he twisted the doorknob to enter after getting permission from inside.

There was only one desk lamp in the room, and the warm orange light shone on the man's face. The cold and hard features softened a little, the thin lips were slightly upturned, and the hazy eyes were only seen when facing Zhou Ran. gentle.

That stone-like heart also has a soft spot, which was specially reserved for Zhou Ran. It would laugh at that person, show pity, and be full of joy.

Although Yan Rui was stupid, he could feel it, and his eyes couldn't help showing envy. He went over and didn't dare to get too close.

"He's still in pain, do you know what to do?" Duan Chen frowned and turned his head to look at him.

Yan Rui paused, knowing that Duan Chen wanted him to pull out the snake scales on his body.