On the ambulance, Jiang Lei lay on a stretcher, while Fan Xiuying had now woken up.
Fan Xiuying and Jiang Laoshi sat beside Jiang Lei. The factory manager and other leaders didn't get on, partly because there was no room, and partly because none of them knew their blood types.
Not to mention them, even Fan Xiuying and Jiang Laoshi didn't know.
Jiang Xiaoxiao and Song Moting sat beside Jiang Lei.
"Xiao Song, where are we going?"
Fan Xiuying asked worriedly, as her son's condition looked terrible, his face pale and frightening.
"Mom, we're heading to He Ren Hospital right away. Driver, please hurry."
He Ren Hospital!
Fan Xiuying and Jiang Laoshi both knew that He Ren Hospital was the best hospital.
"Thank you, Xiao Song, thank you so much!"
This kind of privilege only the Song family had; ordinary people like them couldn't possibly get someone admitted there.
Jiang Xiaoxiao handed the IV set to Song Moting.
"Here, you do it! You know how to transfuse, right?"
