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In the largest public hospital in the northern district of sh city, Haoran and others stood anxiously outside the emergency room.Originally, at the beginning of the blood transfusion, Lan Qingjue's condition had improved, but in the end something happened that everyone and even the doctors did not expect.

As soon as he entered the hospital, Lan Qingjue's face had already turned purple, and he was rushed into the emergency room by the doctor.

"Who is her family member?" Dr. Feng was already busy in the emergency room, a younger-looking resident doctor came in front of Haoran and the others, and asked in a deep voice.

"I am." The rotten cowboy stepped forward.

"The patient's condition is very serious, and her life may be in danger at any time. This is a notice of critical illness. Tell her relatives immediately." The young doctor showed a look of unbearable expression, but as a medical worker, he did tell the truth. Family members' obligations, these words have to be said.

"Notice of critical illness..." The rotten cowboy's eyes blurred, and he staggered and fell down on the blue plastic chair against the wall.

"The doctor surnamed Feng just now told us clearly that Qingqing's life is not in danger." Haoran stepped forward, looked at the little doctor who sent the message with a complicated expression, and said, "Now when you arrive at the hospital, you say that she is critically ill." ,what is going on?"

"She had the wrong blood transfusion, and a strong hemolytic reaction occurred!" The resident doctor's words surprised everyone.

"The wrong blood type was transfused! What do you guys eat!" The rotten cowboy jumped up from the seat, grabbed his white coat by the collar, and said with bloodshot eyes: "Didn't we tell you earlier? Is it type A?"

"This... sir, please calm... calm down." The doctor's neck was hung by his collar, and he was a little breathless. He gasped, "The blood type is correct!"

"What's wrong with that?!" The rotten cowboy almost shouted.

"Let go...let go...let me...speak." With the further agitation of the rotten cowboy's emotions, the doctor already felt suffocated.

"Cowboy, let him go, we have to figure out the situation." Situ Muyun's face turned pale after hearing everything, but she knew that she had to figure out what happened at this moment, otherwise Lan Qingjue would really be hopeless .

"Tell me!" The rotten cowboy slammed his hand, pushing the doctor back a few steps with great force.

"It's true that her blood type is type A, but it's Rh-negative blood." After taking a few breaths, the young doctor said, "You didn't explain clearly at the time. In order to seize the time to stop the bleeding, we are rescue She was transfused with type A blood in the car, but it was Rh-positive blood for ordinary people, and immediately after that, hemolysis reaction that was more serious than bleeding occurred."

"Ah!" Hearing the words, the rotten cowboy suddenly lost the interpupillary distance in his eyes, and repeated in a daze: "rh negative...hemolysis..."

His mind suddenly became a little disturbed. He told Luo Tiancheng about Qingqing's blood type, and Luo Tiancheng would tell the hospital over the phone, but he never knew that his cousin had Rh-negative blood.Right now, there is only one voice in his heart: You killed Qingqing!

When Haoran, Situ Muyun and Luo Tiancheng heard this, their faces turned pale.They were not doctors, but they still had some basic medical knowledge. A hemolytic reaction occurred during the blood transfusion, and Qingqing's life was in danger.

"Doctor, what should we do now? You can't look at her..." Situ Muyun suppressed the sparkle in his eyes, and said, "We will give you any money, you must save her!"

"We are doing our best, but at this moment, we can only exchange blood." The doctor frowned, and said: "But rh-negative blood is extremely rare, and the blood bank in our hospital is not enough. The hospital adjusts the blood, but..." The doctor glanced at the crowd, as if he couldn't bear to continue talking.

"But what?"

"One is that the amount of rh-negative type A blood transferred is too small, and the other is that there may not be enough time. Judging from the current situation, we can only keep her alive for three hours." The young resident finally told the truth to sue.

"If you can get enough Rh-negative type A blood, can you guarantee Qingqing's life?" Situ Muyun's face was pale, but she came from a big family after all, so she knew that she had to make a decision right now.

"If we can gather enough blood within three hours, we are [-]% sure that we can save her life, but..." the doctor swallowed it in the middle of the sentence, and said, "If you really have a way, Hurry up and find a way to raise blood. There is no time to waste now."

The doctor's original intention was to say that it was almost impossible.But as a doctor, how can he wipe out the hope in other people's hearts?It should be said that he, like everyone else, hoped for a miracle to happen.

"Enough blood..." Situ Muyun lowered his head and thought for a few seconds, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were full of determination, and he said to the doctor, "Please do your best to rescue the blood, We'll definitely make it."

"Okay." The doctor nodded briefly, turned around and walked quickly back to the emergency room. As a doctor, he has already finished what he should explain. Next, we can only hope that this group of people can really create miracles. .

Situ Muyun raised his eyebrows, looked at Luo Tiancheng and said, "Ah Chen, let's split up this matter. You are responsible for mobilizing all the power of Xie Yue and getting the blood you need at any cost. I will use it here Take a look at the Situ family's relationship and see if it can help."

"Okay." Luo Tiancheng also said a simple sentence, and left the hospital.In order to save time, he didn't have time to explain everything to the dazed and sad-faced rotten cowboy and Sun Haoran.

"I'll leave for a while too, you guys... take care of Qingqing." Situ Muyun's figure also disappeared from the sight of the two of them.

The rotten cowboy still looked lost, and his mind was still trapped in the self-blame for indirectly killing his cousin.

Haoran woke up all of a sudden, Xiao Yun and Luo Tiancheng were people with backgrounds, but their backgrounds did not necessarily allow them to collect all the blood they needed.At this time, it would be great if I could do something.

However, despite the aura that he has surprised the world these days, he is still a student who has just stepped out of college in essence, and there is nothing he can do about it. Perhaps the only thing he can do is to pray to God for a miracle.

His heart hurts one after another, Lan Qing is definitely the girl he is closest to besides Situ Muyun during this period of time.She was so young and so innocent, how could God have the heart to treat him like this?And her parents and relatives, knowing all this, how can they bear it?

Haoran's eyes fell on the notice of critical illness in the hand of the rotten cowboy, and suddenly there was a flash of lightning in his mind, and then his eyes froze sharply, and he said sharply: "Cowboy, call Qingqing's parents quickly!"

"..." The rotten cowboy was still caught in self-blame, as if he hadn't heard Haoran's words at all.

"Pa" Hao Ran shook his hand and a loud slap hit his face.

"You!" The rotten cowboy's face hurt, but he was awakened from the grief and guilt just now.

"Hurry up and call Qingqing's parents." Haoran said sharply: "If Qingqing's illness has been present since she was a child, her parents must know where there is such a life-saving blood! As long as we can get enough blood, we It will save Qingqing!"

"That's right," the bad cowboy was awakened by Hao Ran's words. Although he was in a bad mood just now, he vaguely knew that this blood was the key to saving his life.He hurriedly took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed a series of numbers.

"It's so late, who is it?" After the phone rang a few times, a sleepy female voice rang on the other end of the phone.

"Auntie, it's me!" The cowboy's hand holding the phone trembled a little, but for the sake of his cousin, he tried his best to suppress his emotions and said, "Qingqing has an accident and is being rescued."

"Ah..." There was an exclamation from the other end of the phone, followed by a man's voice: "Be clear, what's going on!"

"Uncle, we need a large amount of rh-negative type A blood to save Qingqing's life." The rotten cowboy didn't care too much, and shouted at the phone: "Hemolytic reaction, if there is not enough blood, Qingqing will die." Life is in danger!"

"Where are you guys?!" Hao Ran could hear the anxiety in the man's voice on the phone.

"The Second People's Hospital of Sh City." The rotten cowboy spoke unexpectedly calmly this time, and said, "Uncle, there is not much blood here, and we must raise enough blood within three hours before my cousin can be saved."

"Damn it!" On the other end of the phone was a bedroom in a luxury villa. A handsome middle-aged man slammed the phone to the ground.How can he calm down when something like this happened to his daughter.

"Shaw, hurry up and find a way." Beside him, a middle-aged beauty in pajamas said with tears in her eyes, "Qingqing can't be bothered."

"I know, let's find a way now." Lan Qingjue's father quickly put on his coat, walked out with the car keys, and when he reached the door, he suddenly turned around and said, "Wake up the driver, Lao Zhang, and let him I'll take you to the Second People's Hospital in SH City immediately."

"Hmm." Qingqing's mother was already sobbing softly.

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On the long corridor of the hospital, Rotten Cowboy and Haoran were relatively speechless, sitting foolishly outside the emergency room.They are impatient, but helpless.The only thing that can be done is to prick up your ears to monitor all the noises coming from the room, even the ticking sound of the instrument walking.

At the end of the corridor, the door leading to the outside world was wide open, and the autumn night wind blew away from the outside in gusts, making their bodies feel a little chilled while sitting still.But neither Haoran nor the bad cowboy felt this at all, because their hearts were several times cooler than the night breeze.

"Are you Miss Situ's friends?" More than an hour later, a person suddenly rushed in from outside. He was carrying a heavy suitcase in his hand, and his expression was a little nervous.