Rebirth of the beauty of the peasant girl

Chapter 1119 Shock
During the past six months, although most of Bai Yu hung out with Mei Luochen and stayed at home.

But he also met Lan Hao at Qingluo's place several times.

For Lan Hao's indistinguishable and charming beauty, even Bai Yu, who is a man, was greatly impressed.

It's just that Lan Hao only has a little carrot in his eyes, and he only stays with her every day, and never interacts with anyone else.

So even though Bai Yu admired him very much, he never spoke to him.

Hearing that he wanted to try it, Bai Yu hurriedly took out a blood type test paper, "Drop a drop of blood here."

Lan Hao nodded, bit his fingertips, and squeezed a drop of blood.

Bai Yu stared at the test paper and said pleasantly, "Yes, it's Type B!"

"Really?" Everyone cheered and gathered around, extremely excited, "Doctor Bai, can you give Qianqian a blood transfusion?"

"Yes!" Bai Yu was also very pleasantly surprised, and quickly ordered, "Go out and wait first, don't all crowd here. Then find a reclining chair for Mr. Lan."

Lan Hao said calmly: "I'll just sit on a chair, let's start!"

The rest immediately withdrew, except for the unconscious Qing Luo, only Bai Yu and Lan Hao remained.

Bai Yu rolled up his sleeves, wiped the blood vessels with a cotton ball dipped in iodophor, and then tied his upper arm tightly with a rubber band.

Bai Yu glanced at his handsome face, inserted the needle into the blood vessel in the bend of his arm, and a dark red rush gushed out immediately.

"Xiao Liu lost a lot of blood. I haven't found any other people with type B blood right now. You may have to draw a little more. You will feel dizzy and weak. I will try to control the amount of blood transfusion."

Lan Hao said in a deep voice: "You don't need to control it, you can use as much radish as you need."

"If you draw too much blood, it will also affect your life."

"I know." Lan Hao said lightly.

The blood flowed out from the transparent tube, and was poured into Qingluo's arm on the bed continuously.

This gave Lan Hao a very strange feeling in his heart.

It seems that at this moment, they are already connected by blood.

"It's already four hundred..."

Bai Yu talked to himself.

Lan Hao looked up at him: "Continue."

"No, four hundred is already a lot." Bai Yu shook his head in line with the professional ethics of a doctor, "Continuing to draw blood will cause damage to your body. With so many people in Meigu, there must be other people with the same blood type... ..."

"You have a lot of test papers, and a lot of blood transfusion tubes to waste?" Lan Hao's face was cold, and he was no longer the gentle and lazy look in front of Qingluo.

Bai Yu was startled, and silently shook his head.

In the medicine box that came with him back then, there was nothing more than a set of scalpels and some commonly used medical supplies.

When I was in Haizao Village, the locals did not accept any Western medicine except traditional Chinese medicine, so these items were able to survive.

Otherwise, he would not even be able to transfuse Qingluo's blood.

Blood type test strips and needles are limited, and there is no place to replenish them when they are used up.

Originally, Bai Yu thought that he would never need Western medicine in his life, so he didn't cherish these things very much.Now that he came to Mei's house, it really opened his eyes.

And these things in his hand immediately seemed particularly precious.

Lan Hao leaned on the back of the chair and continued: "Even if you have these things to waste, little radish doesn't have that much time to wait. I advise you to continue, if my blood is used, but little radish is not saved Live... at your own peril."

Bai Yu turned his head to look at Qingluo, who was in critical condition, and gritted his teeth, "Okay, I'll continue. Mr. Lan, if you feel any discomfort, please tell me immediately."

Lan Hao didn't answer, closed his eyes, and sat quietly on the chair.

Bai Yu had no choice but to continue drawing blood.

While checking Qing Luo's vital signs with a stethoscope, he paid close attention to Lan Hao's situation.

five hundred milliliters...

[-]ml...

seven hundred milliliters...

Seeing that Qing Luo's face began to turn red, and Lan Hao's face became paler and paler, Bai Yu reached out to take his needle.

Lan Hao raised his hand to hold his hand, preventing him from pulling out the needle, and whispered: "She hasn't woken up yet."

Bai Yu said impatiently, "I can't smoke any more! It's too dangerous!"

"I've smoked so much, you want me to waste all my previous work?" Lan Hao opened his eyes, his eyes were ice-cold, "You know, I can kill people too. Continue!"

Bai Yu's hands trembled, he exhaled lightly, retracted his hands, and continued to draw blood.

Already eight hundred.

Bai Yu's calmness disappeared, and he became restless.

"...Xiaobai?" A faint call suddenly came from the bed.

Bai Yu froze for a moment, turned his head to look at the bed, and met those bright eyes.

"Ah, you're awake!" Bai Yu was ecstatic.

Qingluo moved her eyeballs, and saw Lan Hao who was sitting beside her, with a tube connected to her arm, all the way to... herself.

She frowned slightly, raised her hand, and pulled off the blood transfusion needle.

"Xiao Liu, you..."

"How much blood did you draw from him?" Qing Luo struggled to prop up her upper body, pointing at Lan Hao whose face was as white as paper, "He's already in shock!"

Startled, Bai Yu quickly pulled out his needle, then took out a few pills from the medicine box, stuffed them into Lan Hao's mouth, and said with a sigh of relief, "Let him rest first."

"How much did you smoke?" Qingluo asked.

"Probably...nearly [-] milliliters..." Bai Yu replied in a low voice, not daring to look her in the eyes.

Qingluo's eyes darkened, and she almost fainted again.

"Nine hundred, nine hundred milliliters!" Qing Luo sighed, "Xiaobai, you clearly know that the maximum blood donation is only [-] milliliters. You actually took nine hundred milliliters from him, which would make all his organs suffer. Without enough blood supply, he will die!"

Bai Yu cried and said, "Of course I know this. It's just that... for a while, I couldn't find anyone with the same blood type as you. Your situation is too dangerous. Mr. Lan is determined not to stop, so I have no choice but to... "

"I know." Qingluo lay down again, feeling that she had no strength in her whole body, she said softly, "Xiaobai, thank you for saving me. My uncle has the most experience in taking care of my body, please help me send him to his place go, will you?"

At this time, Mei Luoxin and Mei Luochuan had rushed over with Quangu's people.

"Xiao Liu is fine, she has woken up." Bai Yu came out wiping his sweat, "Now she has to rest in bed, so don't bother her. The blood was given by Mr. Lan. Xiao Liu said, please Mr. Mei to take good care of Mr. Lan." Body."

Elder Mei hurriedly greeted him: "Quick, come and carry Mr. Lan to my place."

Lan Hao was quickly carried away.

Mei Luochen and his brothers stood guard at the door, unwilling to leave.

"You guys go back, if I say it's fine, then it's fine." Bai Yu said, "Now Xiao Liu has to sleep more and rest."

"Everyone go back first, and come to talk to Qianqian after two days when she is better." Although Mei Luoxin was unwilling to leave, he was the eldest brother after all, and he couldn't be willful at critical moments, and said, "The old man doesn't know the news yet. , you run fast. Hurry up and tell the old man."

(End of this chapter)