Reborn My 1993

Chapter 313 Panda Blood
"My mother has acute gastric bleeding and needs surgery now, or else"

Peng Bin's eyes were red and swollen, and his face, which was already swollen, now looked bigger because of the swelling.

"Then do the surgery!"

"The doctor said that you must pay a hospital deposit of 1 yuan first, or you can't have surgery, I have no money at all, I"

"go!"

Zhang Yiming pulled Peng Bin, rushed out of the hospital without saying a word, and went straight to the bank opposite the hospital.

"Here, here is 2 yuan. Go and pay the surgery fee to Auntie."

Zhang Yiming handed over the withdrawn money directly to Peng Bin.

"Zhang Yiming, this."

"What's this, it's important to save your life, hurry up and pay the money!"

Zhang Yiming pushed and shoved Peng Bin, and then Peng Bin came to his senses, grabbed the money, turned around and ran to the hospital.

Because of this incident, Zhang Yiming waited for another half an hour before getting on the phone.

"Wait in a hurry, something happened just now, I missed the number, go, wait outside the clinic!"

Seeing He Yin's pale face, Zhang Yiming felt guilty, and his tone was very gentle.

"fine."

He Yin didn't say much, and was helped by Zhang Yiming to the outside of the consulting room.

"Have you ever had a married life?"

After entering the consultation room, He Yin briefly explained the reason why he came to see the doctor, and the old Chinese doctor asked.

"No, I'm still a student!"

He Yin's face was blushing, and Zhang Yiming was also embarrassed.

The old Chinese doctor didn't feel it, stretched out his hand and began to call He Yin's pulse, and then looked at the coating of his tongue.

"Your dysmenorrhea is caused by qi stagnation and blood stasis. If you don't pay attention to your diet, your dysmenorrhea will intensify if you eat too much cold food. Fortunately, you are young, and it is not too late to recuperate. I will prescribe a course of traditional Chinese medicine. You first Eat, come back for a checkup before the next menstruation."

The old Chinese doctor bowed his head and began to write the prescription.

He Yin and Zhang Yiming looked at each other in embarrassment.

"Pay the money first, and then go to the pharmacy to get the medicine. Also, young man, you have to watch carefully. When menstruation occurs, let this girl eat less cold food. Go to school and go to school. Don't have a married life too early, yes Girls are physically hurt, do you understand?"

puff!
Zhang Yiming almost vomited blood.

This old Chinese doctor thinks it's not embarrassing enough!

"En, I see."

Nodding indiscriminately, Zhang Yiming and He Yin left the consultation room in embarrassment and panic with the list in hand.

"You wait for me here, I'll go grab the medicine."

"Ah."

So embarrassing!

Zhang Yiming grabbed the list and left quickly.

What he was embarrassed about was not because of the old Chinese doctor's words, but because when the old Chinese doctor said these words, some kind of unsuitable picture appeared in his mind inexplicably, which made Zhang Yiming extremely embarrassed.

What's wrong with him?

There were no women for decades in the previous life, and he never did this either!

Fortunately, not many people paid the money. Zhang Yiming paid more than 150 yuan, but received two full packages of traditional Chinese medicine at the pharmacy.

"Can't it be processed?"

Zhang Yiming asked with a frown when he saw the Chinese medicine package handed out from the window.

"Buy medicine jars and boil them yourself."

Such a cold sentence even gave Zhang Yiming the answer.

Zhang Yiming has a bit of a headache. There is no substitute processing, and he has to cook the medicine himself for half a month. It is too troublesome. It is definitely not possible to cook the medicine in the dormitory.

Fortunately, Jiumei rented a house for him. At worst, he would go twice a day to bring the medicine to He Yin.

Zhang Yiming walked towards He Yin with the bag in his hand, but ran into Peng Bin again.

"Peng Bin, what are you doing here if you're not going to accompany Auntie in the operation?"

"There's no more blood in the hospital's blood bank. There's no more blood. My blood type is different from my mother's. My...my mother is hopeless!"

The man did not shed tears, but he did not go to the sad place.

In his previous life, Zhang Yiming had experienced his mother's death, so he could fully understand Peng Bin's mood at this moment.

"What blood type is Auntie?"

"Type A."

"I'm type A, go, let the doctor draw my blood."

Zhang Yiming almost didn't even think about it, he followed Peng Bin to the hematology department, and Peng Bin didn't have time to say any more sensational words, so he hurriedly found the attending doctor and explained the situation.

Zhang Yiming rolled up his sleeves and sat down at the blood draw window.

"Your mother's blood type is RH-negative blood, not ordinary A-type blood. We are already trying to figure out a way to see if we can find RH-negative blood in stock from other blood banks."

"Then what if you can't find it? If you can't find my mother, is it hopeless?"

"If we can't find it, there's nothing we can do."

I don't know if it was the doctor's attitude that reminded Zhang Yiming of the doctor who faced his mother's death when his mother died in the previous life. Zhang Yiming's emotions suddenly became agitated.

"What kind of attitude do you have? You are doctors who specialize in saving lives and healing the wounded. Now that people are dying, is this your attitude of indifference? First you refused the operation because there was no operation fee, and now you give up the treatment because there is no blood. What is your attitude? Are you worthy of the word doctor?"

Zhang Yiming's eyes also turned blood red from excitement.

"I can understand your feelings, but if there is no blood, there is no way to perform the operation, and the patient is bleeding in the stomach. The amount of bleeding in the stomach is not small, and the blood coagulation will not have much effect on the patient. , Three hours, if there is still no matching blood within three hours, you can only prepare for the funeral."

"Say it again, who is going to prepare for the funeral? My mother is only in her 40s. Why is she hopeless? Tell me, why is she going to die?"

The word "funeral affairs" irritated Peng Bin. Peng Bin, who was always honest and gentle, rushed up and grabbed the doctor's collar, his eyes were blood red as if he was about to spurt blood at any time.

"What are you doing? Let go of Dr. Zhao, let go quickly!"

There was a conflict here, and many doctors and nurses rushed forward. A male doctor came up to pull Peng Bin, but Peng Bin was holding on to Dr. Zhao's white coat, as if he was not grabbing the white coat but Mother's only hope of survival.

"Is it possible to perform surgery as long as there is RH negative blood?"

"At least 600CC or more."

The blood in a normal person's body is about 4000CC, and 600CC is already 1/7 of human blood.

"Okay, just wait, I'll go find someone with RH-negative blood now."

After Zhang Yiming finished speaking, he turned and prepared to leave.

"RH-negative blood is panda blood, which is very rare. Where do you look for it? By the time you find it, the person will be dead."

It's hard to say what Dr. Zhao's attitude was, but the word death is like a needle, which hurt not only Peng Bin but also Zhang Yiming.

"Don't worry, I'll be right back."

Zhang Yiming glanced at Peng Bin, then left quickly without looking back.

"Yiming, what did you do? What about the medicine?"

When Zhang Yiming went downstairs, he happened to meet He Yin who was waiting anxiously.

"Peng Bin's mother is going to have an operation, and now she needs RH-negative blood. I'm going to find blood that is RH-negative. You should take a taxi back by yourself first!"

There are priorities, and it is impossible for Zhang Yiming to have time to send He Yin back to school at this time.

He has to race against time.

(End of this chapter)