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The blood is still too little, and with the original blood in the hospital, a 20% survival rate is already a very optimistic estimate. "Doctor Feng didn't want to hurt Haoran and the two, but as a doctor, he had to tell the truth to his family.

"Doctor Feng, you told us earlier that with 8000ml of blood, there is a way to save Qingqing's life..." Haoran weakly wanted to grab something.

"That's right, but the premise is that you must gather a sufficient amount of Rh-negative blood within three hours!" Dr. Feng paused, looking at the two of Haoran with a slightly ashamed expression, this is almost an impossible task.As a doctor, it is also a kind of pain to sentence one's own patient to death.

"Get enough blood..." the rotten cowboy muttered to himself, now Luo Tiancheng has been out for more than an hour, and he only got 1000ml of blood, how easy is it to get another 6000ml?At this moment, he really hopes that his blood type can be the same as that of his cousin. Even if half of his blood is taken out, as long as it can save Qingqing's life, he will donate it without hesitation.

"I have made up 8000ml, how do you plan to save Qingqing?" Haoran temporarily stopped himself from thinking about any pessimistic questions, the time has not yet come, and he hopes from the bottom of his heart that Qingqing will be lucky enough to survive in good health.

"Once the blood is sufficient, I can perform a transfusion operation on her." Dr. Feng said: "Theoretically, as long as we can remove the hemolytic abnormal blood in the patient's body, and then further clean up the formed thrombus, there will be a With a good chance of saving your friend's life."

"It turns out that you are talking about a blood exchange operation." Haoran nodded understandingly at first, then showed doubts, and asked, "Doctor Feng, the blood in the human body is only about 2 milliliters in total. Do exchange transfusions require more than twice as much blood?"

"The hemolytic reaction occurred extensively in the blood vessels of the patient's body. Although we rescued her early, a large number of microthrombi produced by it had already passed through the bloodstream and spread to major organs in her whole body. Another easy-to-understand According to the method, the patient's organs are in danger, and the patient's body is already showing signs of complete failure." Dr. Feng looked at the faces of the two people in front of him as he spoke, and considered every word word by word, for fear of It exceeds the family members' ability to bear and causes unnecessary troubles.

The rotten cowboy's complexion became paler, and he lost the courage to continue asking questions.

Haoran bit the bullet and continued to ask, only when he figured out the situation, could he know how confident Qingqing was in surviving.

"What does that have to do with changing blood?" he pressed.

"If the blood is only changed once, it may not be possible to replace all the hemolytic factors out of the body. Faced with such a large-scale hemolysis and flocculation, we need at least two blood changes to remove 80% of the risk factors. Consumption, and the special factors that make it difficult for hemophiliacs to stop bleeding, the 8000ml blood reserve is already the most conservative estimate.” Dr. Feng explained to them carefully: “I can wait for the blood test results you sent me to come out. Prepare for the first blood replacement operation, but the family members must agree and sign."

After finishing speaking, he turned his attention to the bad cowboy and said, "Sir, can you make this decision?"

"I..." The rotten cowboy hesitated, and asked again: "What will happen if there is no blood exchange?"

"It can only be the worst outcome." Dr. Feng spread his hands and said, "Forgive me for having no other way to save your sister's life."

"Cowboy, there is hope and we can't give up." Haoran put his hand on the shoulder of the rotten cowboy, as if he wanted to give him a little courage, anyway, it's better to fight if you die.Moreover, according to what the doctor said, with only one blood replacement, it is not completely impossible to survive, even if there is really only a 20.00% chance, Qingqing can't miss it.

"Doctor Feng, get ready. I'll sign it right away." The rotten cowboy said with a heartbroken heart, "I'll pay the specific fee right away."

"Money is not a problem. When the young lady left just now, the prepaid amount was more than enough." Dr. Feng said, "All you need to do is to sign to make the operation legal."

"Okay." The rotten cowboy nodded.

"I'll get someone to send the informed consent form now." Dr. Feng turned and left. In order to hurry up, he planned to perform the blood exchange operation as soon as the blood test results came out, and let the rotten cowboy sign first, which is the best way.

Two minutes later, Dr. Feng turned back, holding two documents printed on A2 paper in his hand.Bad Cowboy looked it over carefully, during which he called his aunt and told everything.The aunt was a little emotional, but for the sake of her daughter's safety, she agreed to sign the document immediately.

Not long after signing, the little nurse surnamed Wang brought back the blood plasma and test results.

"There is no problem, and the first blood exchange operation will start immediately, but more than 2000 milliliters of blood can only complete half of this operation." Dr. Feng said: "Although in the first process, we can use artificial blood to replace the insufficient blood. Plasma instead, but this will greatly reduce the patient's chances of survival. Therefore, the key to this round of rescue is—whether you can collect so much blood within the scheduled time!"

"I see." Hao Ran nodded, after listening to Dr. Feng's words, his mood did not improve at all because of the possibility of surgery.On the contrary, the heavy feeling in my heart became heavier as time went by.Luo Tiancheng had already done his best to raise the thousand milliliters of blood ahead.Xiaoyun went back to Situ's house, and there is no news from there yet, but no matter how powerful her father is, it is already the limit to gather one to two thousand blood in such a short period of time.

"I don't know if there is any hope for my uncle..." the rotten cowboy murmured, but his voice was so low that others couldn't hear what he was saying clearly.

Half an hour after the operation, Situ Muyun also sent someone to deliver [-] milliliters of blood.Just like Luo Tiancheng, after she called to inquire about the situation, she continued to stay outside to find a way to raise more money.

Time passed by, and people from the emergency room came out from time to time to update them on Lan Qingjue's latest situation.Sometimes it was Dr. Navon himself, sometimes the young resident.

"Is there any news from your friends?" When Dr. Feng came out for the last time, his brows were deeply frowned. The previous blood exchange went smoothly, and Lan Qingjue's condition is also better than at the beginning Quite a lot, but he underestimated the danger of hemophilia. The amount of bleeding during the Lan Qing Jue operation was significantly higher than that of ordinary patients. The blood of more than 3000 milliliters was used only halfway through the first blood exchange. Almost there.If there is no follow-up large amount of blood, the unstable factors that caused the hemolysis just now will make a comeback and destroy the girl's vitality again.

"Not yet." The rotten cowboy shook his head helplessly. It has been two hours now, and there is no update from Xiao Yun and Luo Tiancheng, so the hope is probably quite slim.The only thing that can be counted on is that Lan Qingjue's father can come in time. As far as he knows, his uncle's blood type should be the same as Qingqing's, but a person's blood volume is also limited, and it is impossible to draw all the blood from his uncle's body. Saving her, such a life-changing thing, no hospital would dare to do.

"Let's think of a way, otherwise..." Dr. Feng shook his head, and swallowed the words as they came to his lips.However, both Haoran and the rotten cowboy understood what he meant.

"How much longer?" Hao Ran asked.

"Wait another quarter of an hour at most." Doctor Feng gave an exact number and returned to the emergency room.

"Cousin..." The rotten cowboy's eyes were already filled with tears.It is said that men don't flick their tears lightly, but they just haven't reached the point of sadness!

"Qingqing..." Haoran also felt his heart throbbing, watching a flowery life slowly withering and dying in front of his eyes, but he couldn't do anything.

At this moment, a BMW stopped at the door of the emergency room, and a woman with curly hair hurriedly got out of the car and went straight to the door of the emergency room.

As soon as she saw the rotten cowboy, she trotted over and asked tremblingly, "Daniel, where is your cousin?"

"Auntie, you're here!" The rotten cowboy's eyes brightened, but the light dimmed again. He didn't see his uncle who had the same blood type as his cousin.

"Hurry up and take me to see Qingqing." Lan Qingjue's mother grabbed the rotten cowboy's arm with a trembling hand, so strong that he gritted his teeth.

"Qingqing is still in the operating room, and none of us can go in." The bad cowboy pointed to the door of the emergency room, and the LCD display above it had three bright red letters: In operation.

"Why didn't uncle come?" The rotten cowboy hurriedly asked: "The doctor said that a lot of blood is still needed. As long as the blood exchange operation is successful, Qingqing's life will basically be saved."

He was afraid of irritating his aunt, so when he asked about things, he would only tell the good side.

"He asked me to come first, and went to raise blood by myself." The corners of Qingqing's mother's eyes were red, and tears had already flowed down her face.

"How long will it take? The doctor said that it will take another three quarters of an hour at most." The rotten cowboy was shocked when he heard this. He hoped that his uncle would come here by himself, and at least draw a few hundred milliliters of blood for Qing Qing's emergency, so as to survive the danger. critical moment.

"What, only three quarters of an hour left?" Qingqing's mother suddenly felt dizzy when she heard this, her eyes turned black, and she fell to the ground as soon as her legs gave way.

"Auntie, hold on." The rotten cowboy hurriedly supported her and helped her to sit on a chair beside her.

"Auntie, drink a glass of water. Qingqing is our good partner, we will not let her have trouble." Haoran asked the nurse for a disposable cup, took some water from the water dispenser and handed it over.

Lan Qingjue's mother pushed the cup away, she shook her head blankly, with a lot of water in her eyes.

"I hope I'm not too late." Just as Haoran and Rotten Cowboy were trying their best to appease Qing Qing's mother, a somewhat familiar male voice came from behind them.