When they were about to arrive in Tianxi City, Secretary Li asked in a very cautious tone: "Secretary Lu, do you think we should tell Chen Yi and Chu Chu that Ye Ming was injured now, and ask them to rush over to see Ye Ming immediately? Make a sound, otherwise,."
At this point, he could no longer speak, and tears welled up in his eyes.
Secretary Lu knew what he meant by what he didn't finish: he was worried that Ye Ming wouldn't be able to rescue him, so he wanted Chen Yi to bring Xiao Benben to see him for the last time. And Xia Chuchu was Ye Ming's fiancée. Logically speaking, She should also be told to ask her to come over to see Ye Ming. If Ye Ming is rescued, let her stay with him for a while.
Secretary Lu lowered his head and thought for a moment, then shook his head painfully and said, "It is already midnight. Chen Yi and Chu Chu are both in the capital. We are informing them now that they will not be able to catch up even if they have wings. Even if Ye Ming If they can't be rescued, even if they leave now, they will definitely not be able to see him for the last time. If they can be rescued, it won't be too late for them to come over tomorrow. Therefore, there is no need for us to let them know now and don't let them worry all night until tomorrow. In the morning, we should know Ye Ming’s life and death, and it won’t be too late for us to tell them then.”
Secretary Li thought for a while and felt that it made sense, so he nodded and said: "Okay, according to the characters of Chen Yi and Chu Chu, as well as their feelings for Ye Ming, if they are now informed of Ye Ming's dangerous situation, what will happen to them?" If I can’t rush here, I’ll definitely go crazy in a hurry, so I’d better wait until we have the results before telling them.”
After Car No. 1 drove for another ten minutes, Guo Guangwei's car stopped near a service area, waiting for Secretary Lu and Secretary Li, and they quickly arrived at Tianxi Central Hospital with Car No. 1.
At this time, according to the arrangement of Guo Guangwei and Tianxi Municipal Party Committee Secretary Gong Xinqiu, the area near the central hospital was under secret martial law. A large number of police and armed police set up guard posts near the hospital to strictly check vehicles and pedestrians staying near the hospital to prevent The criminals who were chasing Ye Ming fled into the city and posed a threat to Secretary Lu, Secretary Li and Ye Ming.
When Car No. 1 arrived at the hospital, Gong Xinqiu, who had already been waiting at the entrance of the hospital, and Mayor Liu Lihua rushed to Car No. 1, bent down and opened the door for Secretary Lu and Secretary Li. Due to the special situation today, Gong Xinqiu and Liu Lihua When welcoming the two secretaries Lu and Li, neither of them dared to smile. Instead, they looked solemn and had a sad look on their faces. They shook hands with Secretary Lu and Secretary Li solemnly, and then took Secretary Lu, Secretary Li, and Guo Ting with them. He walked to the emergency room.
At this time, almost all the leaders and surgical experts from the Central Hospital were gathered in the emergency room, silently waiting by Ye Ming's side, waiting for the blood donor to arrive before performing surgery on him.
Before Secretary Lu and Secretary Li went in, Gong Xinqiu followed Guo Guangwei's instructions and went in to ask all the hospital leaders and medical staff to come out to prevent them from causing commotion and surprise when they saw Secretary Lu and Secretary Li.
Secretary Lu walked into the emergency room and stood beside Ye Ming's hospital bed. He leaned down to inspect his injuries and then looked at his face. He saw that his usually lively and energetic son had oxygen inserted into his nostrils. Guan, his face was frighteningly pale, his eyes were closed, and he lay quietly on the rescue bed, falling into a deep coma. He couldn't help but feel sad, and tears rolled in his eyes, but he restrained himself, She didn't let her tears flow out, and she didn't dare to show an overly sad expression. She just said silently in her heart: "Ye Ming, daddy is here to save you. You are a strong child. You must hold on. You If I go, how can I stand up to your mother who is so desperate, and how can I stand up to your son who is not yet one year old? My child, you must not relax, you must survive."
Secretary Li saw that Secretary Lu's eyes were red, his expression was extremely sad, and his lips were moving, as if he was mumbling something. He was afraid that others would see some flaws, so he hurriedly said to Gong Xinqiu: "Comrade Gong Xinqiu, Ye Ming is in critical condition now, please hurry to the hospital." To perform surgery on him, before you draw Secretary Lu’s blood, you must first conduct a preliminary examination to see if he is suitable for blood and what is the maximum amount of blood donation.”
Gong Xinqiu quickly responded and went out to convey Secretary Li's instructions to the hospital director.
After giving Secretary Lu a physical examination, the attending doctor told Secretary Li: Secretary Lu is in very good health and there is no problem with donating blood. However, since Secretary Lu is in his 60s, he cannot donate too much. At most, he can donate blood. 800 ml, otherwise, it may affect Secretary Lu’s health: because normal people are voluntary to donate blood, they can donate up to 400 ml each time. If more blood is donated, the body will feel uncomfortable. Considering that today is a special situation, Secretary Lu can donate more A little, but if it exceeds 800 ml, it won’t work.
Secretary Li went into the lounge and told Secretary Lu what the attending doctor said.
Secretary Lu heard that he could only donate 800 milliliters of blood to Ye Ming at most. He frowned and said, "Runji, ask them again: how many milliliters of blood are needed for Ye Ming's surgery to ensure that the operation goes smoothly. In addition to saving money, How much more of the reserved blood transported by the blood bank will I donate to ensure that Ye Ming survives?"
Secretary Li went out and called the attending doctor in. Secretary Lu asked kindly: "Comrade, I would like to ask a question: In addition to the reserve blood from the provincial blood bank that will be delivered soon, how many milliliters of blood do I have to donate? Only in this way can we ensure that Ye Ming's operation goes smoothly, and what is the limit of my blood donation? This limit is the limit that I will not faint or die on the spot."
The attending doctor had already recognized Secretary Lu at this time, with a rather frightened expression on his face. He murmured for a while, and then replied with sweat on his face: "Chief, there is no certain standard for the limit of blood donation. It has to be based on Taking the age and physical quality of the blood donor into consideration, and based on your physical examination just now, I feel that your blood limit cannot exceed 800 ml, otherwise it will cause great damage to your health.
"As for the amount of blood transfusion required to rescue Comrade Ye Ming, we initially estimated it to be 7,000 ml. We have already transfused him with 1,500 ml of blood from our city's blood reserve, plus the 4,000 ml of reserve blood that will be shipped from the provincial blood bank soon, and there is still a shortfall of 1,500 ml. However, you can only donate up to 800 ml of blood, so we estimate that we are still short of about 700 ml of blood."
Secretary Lu nodded and asked again: "Suppose I donate 1,500 ml of blood, will my life be in danger?"
The attending doctor was taken aback and shook his head hurriedly and said: "Chief, this is absolutely impossible, it will be dangerous. You can't donate more than 1000 ml of blood at most. If you donate more blood, your life will be in danger."