The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 1193 A3 Blood Type

The first thousand 190 chapters six A3 blood type

When Ye Fan rushed to the hospital with Dugu Shang and Miao Fenglang, it was already past three o'clock in the morning.

Zhao Mingyue and Tang Qi were wandering around the door of the emergency room.

The anxiety on their faces made Ye Fan feel that the situation was serious.

Ye Fan hurried 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, and accidentally slipped and fell. The pain was so painful that she was about to cry 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 saw that she had injured her hands and feet, and her head was bleeding. The most worrying thing was the bleeding under her body."

"I thought something was wrong. I was worried that something might 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 giving her first aid, and the specific situation is not very clear."

"Ye Fan, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I promised to take care of Ruoxue, but I always go out these 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 will happen, otherwise I will really be ashamed to see you."

This is Ye Fan's child and her grandson. She feels very sorry for Ye Fan in this state.

"Madam, it's just an accident. It has nothing to do with you. You don't need to blame yourself."

Seeing Zhao Mingyue's guilty look, Ye Fan was taken aback for a moment, and secretly said that Mrs. Ye is really kind, and then comforted him softly:

"If you want to blame, it's me who blames it. It's because I didn't stay with her well."

"Don't worry, Ruoxue will be fine."

While comforting Zhao Mingyue, Ye Fan couldn't control his eyes and aimed at the emergency room, moving his feet and wanting to rush in to have a look.

It's just that he took out the silver needle and took two steps before stopping, almost slapping himself twice.

Pregnant women are forbidden to take needles, pregnant women are forbidden to take needles, why did he forget?
Concern is messed up!

Ye Fan knew that he was out of control and was not suitable to treat Tang Ruoxue for the time being, so he stopped walking and waited for the results of the doctor on duty.

"Ye Fan, don't worry, the doctor Murong is the best doctor in Baocheng."

Feeling Ye Fan's anxiety, Zhao Mingyue comforted Ye Fan in turn: "She will definitely make Ruoxue safe."

The clock on the wall was spinning round and round, ticking so fast that Ye Fan wanted to blow it up.

Ye Fan has never felt that time is so slow like now, it seems as if every bit of it is drifting by his fingertips.

Although only 10 minutes had passed, Ye Fan felt as if ten years had passed.

Worries and fears were constantly devouring his reason and calmness, and Ye Fan felt an extremely dull depression.

This was comparable to his impatience when he heard about Shen Biqin's severe gastric ulcer.

The longer the operation, the more it shows that the situation is not optimistic.

Ye Fan kept shouting in his heart that the mother and child were safe.

Just when Ye Fan couldn't bear to go to the emergency room to take a look, the door of the emergency room was opened with a bang.

A pretty doctor came out tired.

Zhao Mingyue and Tang Qi leaned over.

Ye Fan also rushed forward like an electric shock, but stopped after walking a few steps, he was worried about hearing bad news.

In the end, it was Zhao Mingyue who asked, "Doctor Murong, how is my daughter-in-law?"

"Madam Ye, Miss Tang's situation is very delicate."

Doctor Qiao Li hurriedly responded respectfully: "Although we have controlled the deterioration of her condition, she has collapsed and needs a large amount of blood transfusion..."

Ye Fan's heart trembled, and he rushed into the emergency room like a whirlwind, and soon saw Tang Ruoxue with a pale face.

He fended off the nurses and the others, and stretched out his hand to feel Tang Ruoxue's pulse. Not long after, he rushed out of the ward again.

Just like Doctor Qiaoli said, Tang Ruoxue can be said to be thinking about heaven and hell now, if the blood is replenished in time, nothing will happen.

If a large number of blood transfusions cannot be performed, there may be two deaths.

Ye Fan couldn't use the silver needle on Tang Ruoxue, and the remaining white light could only protect the heart veins, and finally needed a blood transfusion to solve the problem.

But he has excellent medical skills, but he can't make blood out of thin air.

Ye Fan shouted anxiously to the doctor: "Blood transfusion, quickly transfuse, no matter how much it costs, give me a blood transfusion immediately."

Zhao Mingyue also nodded: "That's right, Xiao Xu, if you want a blood transfusion, you can do it. Baocheng Hospital is so big, the blood bank won't run out of blood, right?"

"Madam, please calm down. We also want blood transfusions, but Miss Tang's blood type is very rare A3."

A wry smile appeared on Dr. Murong's face: "Before today, there were only three people in the whole of China, which can be said to be one in five hundred million."

Zhao Mingyue couldn't help being taken aback: "A3 blood type? What do you mean? Why haven't I heard of this blood type?"

"Yes, Ruoxue's blood type is A, how did it become A3?"

Ye Fan also took over the topic: "Did your hospital make a mistake?"

"Ms. Tang's blood type was originally A type, but due to a new mutation in the ABO gene, she became A3 blood type."

Dr. Murong explained: "The reason for this is likely to be caused by Miss Tang's previous bone marrow transplant or blood transfusion..."

Zhao Mingyue became impatient: "Don't explain this to me, just tell me what you mean?"

"Ma'am, I'm sorry, we don't have any reserves for this one-in-a-million A3 blood type."

Doctor Murong looked at Zhao Mingyue very ashamedly: "The entire Baocheng, and even all the hospitals in Shenzhou, don't have any stock in stock."

Zhao Mingyue's pretty face instantly became serious.

Ye Fan gave a jolt and asked, "You said that there are only three people in China with A3 blood type, so that means there are three more people who can draw blood?"

"Do you have their information and address? I'll send someone to pick them up."

"There is no problem with a tube of 1000 million!"

There was hope in his eyes: "Doctor, please give me their phone number, and I will send someone to contact them immediately."

"The first case was in southern Tibet, and the second case was in western Xinjiang. They are both places with vast land and sparsely populated areas. It has been more than five years."

Doctor Murong said hesitantly, "I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to find them."

"And Ms. Tang only has three hours. During this time, she must be supplemented, otherwise she will go into shock or even be in danger of her life."

"But you can give it a try. I'll ask the nurse to transfer the information to you right away..."

Seeing Ye Fan's gloomy face, Doctor Qiaoli hurriedly changed the subject and called someone to send over the blood type information.

Without waiting for Ye Fan to say anything, Zhao Mingyue snatched them over, took out her mobile phone and asked them to arrange for them to come to Baocheng at any cost.

Ye Fan suddenly remembered something: "Doctor, didn't you say three cases? Where is the other case?"

"There is another case, which is actually in Baocheng."

Doctor Murong hesitated for a moment: "But we, you, and even Ye Tang, can't get it."

Zhao Mingyue's voice sank: "Who is this person?"

Ye Fan's eyes also brightened: "Who is it?"

The pressure was enormous, Dr. Murong's eyelids twitched, and he squeezed out three words:
"Old Veteran..."

(End of this chapter)