Chapter Twenty-Seven: Lao Tzu Saves People and Doesn't Sell Blood
Lin Xinping was crying in despair, when she suddenly heard Zhao Changfeng's words, she seemed to be in disbelief, and looked at Zhao Changfeng stupidly.
After a while, Lin Xinping was sure that Zhao Changfeng was not joking, he really decided to do it. Lin Xinping was like seeing a glimmer of light in despair, she couldn't wipe away her tears, walked quickly to Zhao Changfeng's side, and said gratefully: "Mr. Zhao, I really don't know how to thank you!" You saved my grandfather's life, and you are the great benefactor of our Lin family. How much nutrition you need, just ask. After giving my grandfather a blood transfusion, I'll go to the bank and get it for you! ”
Lin Xinping's beautiful face was full of tears, like pear blossoms with rain, everyone was amazed when they saw it, and they suddenly felt pity.
But Zhao Changfeng didn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, he looked at Lin Xinping coldly and shouted: "Get out!" If it's for money, I won't let a milliliter of blood be collected, Lao Tzu is here to save people, not to sell blood! ”
Lin Xinping had already held back her tears, but suddenly heard Zhao Changfeng scolding, and she was anxious and aggrieved in her heart, and she cried out again.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Mr. Zhao, I didn't mean to insult you! Lin Xinping sobbed and said: "I am eager to save my grandfather, and I speak inappropriately for a while, Mr. Zhao, you must not be angry with me, you must not leave, don't save my grandfather!" ”
Zhao Changfeng was angry and funny: "Miss Lin, who said I was coming?" Get out of the way and don't delay the doctor to draw blood. ”
As soon as she heard that Zhao Changfeng was not leaving, Lin Xinping burst into tears and laughed, like a lotus flower after the rain, even if Zhao Changfeng, a person who has no feelings for beautiful women, couldn't help but be stunned when he saw it.
"Mr. Zhao, thank you!" Lin Xinping glanced at Zhao Changfeng deeply and stepped back.
"Doctor, draw blood!" Zhao Changfeng patted his bare arm, "My arms are frozen purple!" ”
On nine cold days, although the blood collection hall is heated, it does not work very well.
The doctor who collected the blood came to her senses, and she didn't know what to do in the face of such a situation, so she had to ask Dr. Zhang outside for help: "Doctor Zhang, look? ”
Dr. Zhang was also struggling. Don't smoke it, the patient needs urgent treatment. Smoke it, and violate the system of collecting blood, and once Zhao Changfeng makes a mistake, who will bear this responsibility? It can't be said that because Zhao Changfeng is a voluntary blood bank, he can shirk his responsibility!
"Dr. Zhang!" Lin Xinping pleaded.
"Good! Smoke it! Dr. Zhang bit his lip, "But you can only draw six hundred milliliters at most, not more!" ”
"Thank you, Dr. Zhang!" Lin Xinping shouted happily. Although 600 milliliters is less, it also meets the lower limit of the hospital's requirements.
"Eight hundred!" Zhao Changfeng didn't let go!
Dr. Zhang's face changed, and he said coldly, "Are you a doctor or am I a doctor?" Six hundred ml! More than this I don't sign! ”
Zhao Changfeng was just about to fight back, but Lin Xinping hurriedly stepped forward to stop: "Mr. Zhao, six hundred milliliters is enough." Thank you! ”
While talking about Lin Xinping, she secretly gave Zhao Changfeng a look. She was afraid that Zhao Changfeng would say something to anger Dr. Zhang, so she didn't even draw the 600 ml blood bank.
Zhao Changfeng pursed his lips and gave up!
The doctor who collected blood took out a latex tube and skillfully tied it to the lower end of Zhao Changfeng's forearm, and then used tweezers to pick up two alcohol cotton balls to clean the skin on the outside of Zhao Changfeng's forearm.
"Clench your fists!" The doctor ordered.
Zhao Changfeng hurriedly clenched his fists. His thick blue veins immediately bulged high above his forearm like vigorous pine branches.
The doctor found the thickest vein at the elbow fossa, patted it twice with his hand, and then took the thick needle and inserted it diagonally up the vessel. Zhao Changfeng only felt a slight pain, and the thick and sharp needle entered Zhao Changfeng's veins without hindrance.
"Lift your fist!" The doctor ordered again. Then use white tape to skillfully fix the transparent plastic hose under the needle to Zhao Changfeng's arm.
Zhao Changfeng let go of his fist as he said, and a stream of dark red blood flowed from the tail of the needle into the plastic hose, and then into a transparent vacuum blood collection bag through the hose.
"Clench your fists repeatedly, release your fists, and don't pause!" The doctor explained again.
In fact, Zhao Changfeng's fists have already been clenched repeatedly, he has had a blood donation experience, and he knows the procedure in between. However, the doctor who collected the blood still explained it in accordance with the requirements of the standardized procedure.
As Zhao Changfeng's fist kept clenching, dark red blood flowed from his body to the large vacuum blood collection bag.
Dr. Zhang stood aside, closely observing Zhao Changfeng. If Zhao Changfeng had any abnormal reaction, Dr. Zhang would immediately order the suspension of blood collection.
Zhao Changfeng didn't feel anything at first, but as time went by, he gradually felt a little tired, and his arm grip was far less powerful than it was at the beginning.
"Grandma's!" Zhao Changfeng complained bitterly in his heart: "Why did it take so long to collect blood this time?" Last time, it was over quickly! ”
Not really! Last time he donated 200 milliliters of blood, but only then did he have to draw 600 milliliters, which is at least three times as long as last time.
"Zhao Changfeng, how do you feel?" Doctor Zhang saw that Zhao Changfeng's face was a little pale, and he hurriedly asked.
"Hehe, it feels great!" Zhao Changfeng smiled: "No problem, continue to pick!" ”
Lin Xinping also saw that Zhao Changfeng's expression was abnormal, and she almost wanted to ask the doctor to stop the blood collection. But when she thought of her grandfather who was lying on the hospital bed and continued to transfuse blood, Lin Xinping swallowed her words back. She couldn't bear to look any further, so she quietly turned her face, closed her big beautiful eyes and prayed in her heart: "Hurry up, let this end soon!" ”
Zhao Changfeng's movements became slower and slower, and the feeling of weakness filled his whole body. But Zhao Changfeng still gritted his teeth and insisted, he stared closely at the vacuum collection bag that was about to be filled with his blood, and kept saying in his heart: "Hold on, hold on!" It's going to be full, it's full! ”
Zhao Changfeng's face turned even paler, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
"Stop, stop!" Dr. Zhang shouted.
When the doctor who collected the blood heard it, he hurriedly pulled out the needle on Zhao Changfeng's arm.
Zhao Changfeng was originally drowsy, but he woke up after listening to Dr. Zhang's shout, and he pushed the doctor who extracted the blood, and shouted: "Don't pull it out, it's almost full, I'll just come a few more times!" ”
Zhao Changfeng gritted his teeth and clenched his fists vigorously, and the blood flow rate in the plastic hose, which had been much slower, suddenly accelerated. The doctor who collected the blood was pushed by Zhao Changfeng and couldn't get in, and just when she didn't know what to do, she suddenly heard a continuous clanging alarm from the blood collection electronic balance.
"Okay, that's enough, six hundred milliliters is enough!" She shouted at Zhao Changfeng.
Zhao Changfeng looked into the vacuum blood collection belt, and sure enough, the bag was already filled with dark red blood. Zhao Changfeng leaned back like a deflated ball, leaning weakly on the chair.