Chapter 1196: A3 Blood Type
When Ye Fan rushed to the hospital with Dugu Yan and Miao Fengwolf, it was already more than three o'clock in the morning.
Zhao Mingyue and Tang Qi were wandering at the door of the emergency room.
The anxiety on their faces suddenly made Ye Fan feel that the situation was serious.
Ye Fan hurriedly ran to Zhao Mingyue's side: "Madam, Tang Qi, what happened to Ruoxue?"
Ruoxue got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, accidentally slipped and fell, and the pain was so painful that she almost cried in the room. ”
Zhao Mingyue breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Ye Fan appear, and then hurriedly explained to Ye Fan:
"I ran to her room and found that she had broken her hands and feet, and her head was bleeding, and the most worrying thing was that she was bleeding from her body. ”
"I saw that the situation was wrong, and I was worried that something would happen to her and the child, so I took Tang Qi and the family doctor and sent her here overnight. ”
"The doctor on duty is administering first aid to her, and the details are not very clear. ”
"Ye Fan, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I said that I would take good care of Ruoxue, but I always went out for the past two days. ”
"I didn't sleep next to Ruoxue at night to take care of her. ”
Zhao Mingyue blamed herself very much: "I hope nothing happens, otherwise I really won't have the face to see you." ”
This is Ye Fan's child and her grandson, and now she feels very sorry for Ye Fan.
"Madam, this is just an accident, it has nothing to do with you, you don't have to blame yourself. ”
Seeing Zhao Mingyue's guilty look, Ye Fan was slightly stunned, and secretly called Mrs. Ye really kind, and then softly comforted:
"To blame, and I blame, it's because I didn't stay by her side well. ”
"Don't worry, Ruoxue will be fine. ”
While appeasing Zhao Mingyue, Ye Fan's eyes were uncontrollably aimed at the emergency room, and he moved his steps to rush in to take a look.
It's just that he took out the silver needle and took two steps and stopped, almost giving himself two slaps.
Pregnant women are forbidden to have injections, pregnant women are forbidden to have injections, why did he forget?
If you care, it's messy!
Ye Fan knew that he was out of proportion and was not suitable for Tang Ruoxue to treat for the time being, so he stopped moving forward and waited for the results of the doctor on duty.
"Ye Fan, don't worry, it's Doctor Murong who is being treated, and he is the best doctor in Baocheng. ”
Feeling Ye Fan's anxiety, Zhao Mingyue reassured Ye Fan in turn: "She will definitely make Ruoxue safe." ”
The clock on the wall was spinning round and round, ticking and ticking, so that Ye Fan couldn't wait to burst.
Ye Fan had never felt so slow as he did now, and it was as clear as if every bit was floating through his fingertips.
Obviously, only ten minutes have passed, but Ye Fan feels as if ten years have passed.
Worry and fear continued to eat away at his reason and calmness, and Ye Fan felt an extremely dull depression.
This was comparable to his impatience when he first heard that Shen Biqin had a severe stomach ulcer.
The longer the surgery, the more it indicates that the situation is not optimistic.
Ye Fan kept shouting in his heart that the mother and son were safe.
Just when Ye Fan couldn't help but go to the emergency room to take a look, the door of the emergency room was slammed open.
A pretty doctor walked out tired.
Zhao Mingyue and Tang Qi leaned over.
Ye Fan also rushed forward like an electric shock, but after walking a few steps and stopping, he was worried about hearing bad news.
In the end, it was Zhao Mingyue who asked, "Doctor Murong, how is my daughter-in-law?"
"Mrs. Ye, Miss Tang's situation is very delicate. ”
Dr. Qiao Li hurriedly responded respectfully: "Although we have controlled the deterioration of her condition, her blood collapse needs a large amount of blood transfusion to replenish ......"
Ye Fan's heart trembled, and he rushed into the emergency room like a whirlwind, and soon saw Tang Ruoxue, who was pale.
He blocked the nurses and reached out to take Tang Ruoxue's pulse, and not long after, he rushed out of the ward again.
As Dr. Qiao Li said, Tang Ruoxue can now be described as a thought of heaven and a thought of hell, if the blood replenishment is timely, then there is nothing.
If you can't transfuse a lot of blood, you will die in one body.
Ye Fan couldn't use the silver needle on Tang Ruoxue, and the remaining piece of white mang could only protect his heart, and he still needed a blood transfusion to solve the problem.
And he is a great doctor, but he can't make blood out of thin air.
Ye Fan shouted anxiously at the doctor: "Blood transfusion, hurry up and transfuse, no matter how much money it is, give me a blood transfusion immediately." ”
Zhao Mingyue also nodded: "Yes, Xiao Xu, if you want a blood transfusion, you can have a blood transfusion, Baocheng Hospital is so big, the blood bank will not run out of blood, right?"
"Madame, we also want to have a blood transfusion, but Miss Tang's blood type is a very rare A3. ”
Doctor Murong showed a wry smile on his face: "Before today, there were only three people in the entire Shenzhou, which can be described as one in five hundred million. ”
Zhao Mingyue couldn't help but be stunned: "A3 blood type? What does it mean? Why haven't I heard of this blood type?"
"That's right, Ruoxue's blood type is A, how did she become A3?"
Ye Fan also took over the topic: "Did you make a mistake in your hospital?"
"Miss Tang's blood type was indeed type A, but due to a new mutation in the ABO gene, she became an A3 blood type. ”
Dr. Murong explained: "The reason for this is probably Miss Tang's previous bone marrow transplant or blood transfusion caused by someone else's ......."
Zhao Mingyue was impatient: "Don't explain this to me, just say what you mean?"
"Madam, I'm sorry, we don't have any reserves here for this unique A3 blood type. ”
Doctor Murong looked at Zhao Mingyue with shame: "The entire Baocheng, and even all the hospitals in Shenzhou, don't have any inventory. ”
Zhao Mingyue's pretty face was instantly solemn.
Ye Fan hit a spirit and asked, "You said that there are only three people in Shenzhou who are of A3 blood type, which means that there are still three people who can draw blood?"
"Do you have any information or addresses about them? I'll send someone to pick them up. ”
"One tube of 10 million is no problem!"
There was a glimmer of hope in his eyes: "Doctor, you quickly give me their phone number, and I will send someone to contact them immediately." ”
"The first case is in southern Tibet, and the second case is in western Xinjiang, both of which are vast and sparsely populated, and it has been more than five years. ”
Doctor Murong hesitated and spoke, "I'm afraid it's hard for you to find them." ”
And Miss Tang only has three hours, and during this time, she must be replenished, otherwise she will go into shock and even be on the verge of life. ”
"But you can also give it a try, I'll ask the nurse to call up the information for you right away......"
Seeing Ye Fan's gloomy face, Dr. Qiao Li hurriedly changed the conversation and called someone to send the blood type information.
Without waiting for Ye Fan to say anything, Zhao Mingyue snatched it up, took out her mobile phone and asked people to arrange it, and invited them to Baocheng at any cost.
Ye Fan suddenly remembered something: "Doctor, didn't you say that there are three cases, where is the other one?"
"There is another example, which is actually in Baocheng. ”
Doctor Murong hesitated: "But it's impossible for us, you, or even Ye Tang to get it." ”
Zhao Mingyue's voice sank: "Who is this person?"
Ye Fan's eyes lit up: "Who is it?"
Under tremendous pressure, Dr. Murong's eyelids jumped, and he squeezed out three words:
"Old Fasting Lord ......"