"The patient's trauma area is too large and requires emergency blood transfusion. However, the patient's blood type is special and our hospital does not have it in stock!"
The attending doctor looked at Mu Ningxi helplessly.
An An's child has special rh-negative blood, which is the legendary panda blood.
Things happened so suddenly that Mu Ningxi's mind went blank at the moment!
The most uncomfortable thing for medical students is to see their loved ones injured, but standing in front of the injured but unable to do anything.
After Jiang Ling found out that the patient was Mu Nian'an, he immediately stopped what he was doing and hurried over.
As soon as he arrived, he heard the conversation between the doctor and Mu Ningxi.
After learning about Mu Nian'an's special blood type, a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes. He remembered that that person seemed to have this blood type as well.
Could it be...
Mu Ningxi turned around and saw Jiang Ling. Knowing his status in Yuncheng Hospital, she quickly asked him for help.
"Do you know where I can get rh-negative blood?"
"Miss Mu, you are also a doctor. You should know how precious this special blood type is. It is not difficult to transfer it. It takes time, but An An can't afford to delay it now!"
How could Mu Ningxi not be so clear? She was anxious because she knew so well.
If the blood transfusion cannot be successfully given to An An within an hour, An An will most likely suffer from excessive blood loss, leading to various complications.
Looking at her painful expression, Jiang Ling revealed a secret.
"The He family may have one. Miss Mu should know Mr. He's blood type!"
Mu Ningxi realized instantly that as long as she could save Mu Nian'an, she could do whatever she was asked to do.
"Jiang Ling, please watch over here for me. I'll go find He Tingchen!"
Seeing that she was about to leave, Jiang Ling quickly grabbed her.
"Don't worry, ward, Zicheng is sick!"
Mu Ningxi did not hesitate and immediately rushed towards the third floor.
Everyone was worried that something might happen to her, so they followed her up.
In the ward on the third floor, the nurse was walking towards the ward with several bags of blood.
Mu Ningxi saw the yellow label on the blood bag at a glance. It was a remark label specially used for special blood types. She sped up and chased after it.
"He Zicheng, bed 18, needs a blood transfusion..."
Just when the nurse had checked the names and was about to give He Zicheng a blood transfusion, Mu Ningxi rushed in.
"etc!"
The sudden sound attracted everyone's attention.
When He Zicheng, who was weak in the hospital bed, saw Mu Ningxi appear, a smile immediately appeared on his face.
"Beautiful aunt, are you here to see me?"
Facing He Zicheng's expectant eyes, Mu Ningxi could only helplessly shake her head.
She checked the label on the blood transfusion bag and found that it was what she needed. She raised her eyes and looked at He Tingchen in front of her.
"Can you give me these bags of blood first? An An had a car accident and he needs it."
He Tingchen's sword-like thick eyebrows instantly frowned and his eyes deepened.
"What's going on?"
"There was an accident at the school gate, and we are in urgent need of a blood transfusion. His blood is rh-negative."
Her voice sounded a little louder when she spoke, and she looked helplessly at He Tingchen, begging for his help.
He Tingchen turned his head and cast his gaze on the nurse delivering blood, "Is there any stock in the blood bank?"
The nurse looked at him and was so frightened that her neck curled up.
"Mr. He, this blood is a rare blood type, quite special, that's all!"
The few bags in front of me are specially provided by the He family, and it is impossible for ordinary people to want them.
Su Mengyuan stood aside, feeling extremely proud in her heart, while pretending to be generous on her face to comfort Mu Ningxi.
"Miss Mu, you heard me too. It's not that Tingchen doesn't want to help you, it's just these few bags left. Zicheng is also sick. The doctor said he needs a blood transfusion. Your child is a child, and I feel sorry for my child.
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Mu Ningxi looked at He Zicheng carefully. He was indeed ill, but his condition did not seem too serious. A few hours later blood transfusion would not have any impact on him.
"He Tingchen, An An can't wait any longer. Can you give me these bags first? I'll immediately find a way to find a source of blood for Zicheng to ensure that his condition is not delayed!"