Rogels muttered "shit" under his breath and urged the people around him to make an emergency call, asking the ambulance to hurry up.
But the place they were in was somewhat remote, and the ambulance couldn't arrive that quickly!
The paramedic suddenly stood up, "No, we must give a blood transfusion immediately; the bleeding isn't stopping. What blood type is he? Quick, draw blood on the spot!"
Rogels's eyes brightened, "Type A, I'm also Type A, use mine, use mine!"
"I'm Type A too!"
"So am I!"
...
After a while, the ambulance finally arrived and took Sheng Yan onto the vehicle.
On the other side, in Huaxia.
He Jinxia sent several messages in a row but got no response from Sheng Yan, her eyebrows knitting as she felt that something was amiss.
Initially she thought Sheng Yan was in a situation where he couldn't speak, so she sent a text message, but after waiting for a while, there was still no reply.
