The All-Mighty Hand

"What are you still waiting for? Insert the catheter. Hurry up, I will give her a blood transfusion."

"Um, but do you know the patient's blood type?" Huang Yue asked, not knowing what to do. Deep down, she felt vacant, because this operation was just too risky. Not a lot of places would even perform an operation like this, because they may as well kill themselves if something goes wrong.

"I've already checked, she's AB-type blood. I already took out some blood bags from the blood bank," Huo Mian said calmly.

"Mian, tell me something you don't know. How do you know everything?"

Huang Yue was so overwhelmed that she wanted to cry. She had known Mian for a little over half a year now, but during a moment like this, the average-looking Mian turned into someone capable of anything, like Wonder Woman.

"Don't be nervous. It's fine. Just do what you always do, and I will take care of the rest," seeing how anxious Huang Yue was, Huo Mian assured her.