Xiao Jiuer has an activity in kindergarten today, and Fei Ying and her family are all there. Sister Chen's company had something else to do, so Yanhua took Mingxi and Gungun directly to the amusement park. With Mingxi's help, she wasn't tired at all, so she just walked behind and looked at the two little guys.
Mingxi took Gungun to play at some facilities, and Yanhua went downstairs to wait. At noon, they were eating at the theme restaurant of the amusement park. Gungun was stuffing a Mickey-shaped bun into Yanhua's mouth when her cell phone rang.
"Miss Yan!"
Is a scholar.
"It's me, is something wrong?"
The scholar's voice was unusually calm: "The young master had a car accident and is in the hospital now."
Bang, Yan Hua’s chopsticks fell.
"Does it matter?" She could hear her own voice.
"not too good… "
Mingxi picked up the chopsticks from the ground: "Auntie? What's wrong with you?"
"Gungun, Mingxi, take the buns with you to eat on the road. We have to go to the hospital right away."
On the way, Yan Hua saw a traffic push, and multiple vehicles collided on the highway, causing a mess. Three people died on the spot and eight others were sent to the hospital.
"Mommy..." Gungun Baozi stopped eating and hugged Yan Hua's arm tightly.
Yan Hua lowered her head and kissed him: "It's okay, let's go to the hospital to see uncle."
"Uncle is sick?"
"Well, I'm sick."
When they arrived at the hospital, Yanhua pulled Mingxi and said, "There will be more people in a while, can Mingxi help watch over Gungun? You must hold him and not let go."
"Well, I understand!" Mingxi promised, "I will not let go of my brother."
Yan Hua led them to the operating room. The scholar was standing there with gauze wrapped around his chest. When he saw her, he hurried up to greet her.
"At that time, several cars collided with each other. I was thrown out but was not seriously injured. The young master protected the Qiang Di, but he..."
Lang Ruoxian's chest was pierced by the iron rod that flew in, and the situation was not good.
"Have you just come in?" Yan Hua lowered her head and met Gun Gun's somewhat frightened eyes.
Most children don't like hospitals. Now the atmosphere is solemn. Gungun is about to cry: "Is uncle in there?"
"Well, the doctor is giving him an injection, and he will come out right after the injection." Just as Yan Weng spoke, the door of the operating room actually opened, and two medical staff hurried out to look at them.
"Which of you has blood type B?"
Yan Hua was stunned: "The hospital doesn't even have type B blood?" Isn't this the standing blood type
"There was a large car accident this morning. So many people have just been sent here. Our blood bank is in a hurry. We have called the blood bank center to transfer blood, but they will not arrive for at least two hours."
The scholar lost his composure now: "I'm not, is there no other way? Doesn't anyone among you have blood type B?"
"What about collecting it in the hospital?" Yanhua didn't do it either. She asked, "There are so many people in the hospital, so there must be some."
The doctor glanced at the nurse, who ran to make a phone call: "If no one of your relatives is, you can only ask in the hospital, but this will also waste time..."
"he is!"
Yan Hua and the scholar turned around and saw Qiang Di being pushed over in a wheelchair with his fingers rolling.
"Your son has type B blood, right? He can give Ruoxian a blood transfusion." Qiang Di cried and said, "You can't be so selfish at this time."
Yan Hua looked at her deeply, and then asked the doctor: "My son is three years old, is it okay?"
"We don't have any objections. After all, the child is too young." The doctor glanced at Gungun and said, "Why don't we wait any longer!"
"Use as much as you can." Yan Hua said firmly, "At least it can be delayed for a while."
When Gungun heard the adults say his name, he became even more frightened and hugged Yanhua's legs. Yanhua knelt down and looked at him levelly: "Ganggun, you can help uncle now, are you willing?"
"Help uncle treat his illness?"
"Well, mom will accompany you in, and the doctor will give you an injection, and then you can save your uncle."
Gungun's tears immediately filled his eyes with tears: "Ganggun, don't take the injection, the injection hurts."
"Go away!" Qiang Di screamed and wanted to say something, but the scholar covered his mouth.
Yan Hua didn't even look at her and continued to talk to her son: "But uncle is in there now and there is no one to help him. He will be in more pain and may never wake up."
"Are you leaving Gungun like dad?" Gungun asked pitifully.
Yan Hua touched his head: "Don't Gungun like your uncle very much? Are you willing to help him?"
"... If Gungun doesn't want uncle to wake up, Gungun helps uncle." The little guy cried, "Mama and Gungun are together."
Yanhua performed disinfection and protective measures and took Gungun into the operating room. The scholar then let go of Qiang Di, who asked him angrily.
"What are you doing? Don't you know that Gungun has blood type B? Why didn't you tell me just now?"
The scholar glanced at her lightly: "It's because I know that I didn't say anything. If the young master were here, I wouldn't let Gungun give him a blood transfusion."
A normal adult blood donation is 300 to 400cc. Doctors only dare to use 100cc of blood, so they don’t dare to ask for it. The children are too young and they dare not take on this responsibility. But it was this 100CC that allowed the operation to continue. 20 minutes later, the nurse came over with blood donated by the hospital staff.
"Pay attention to your child's recent nutrition and avoid catching a cold. If you have a fever, come to the hospital immediately." When Yan Hua carried Gun Gun out, the doctor told her.
"But this child is very healthy and well-nourished. It should be fine."
Gungun was aggrieved. He held his arms and got into Yanhua's arms. When he got out of the operating room, he asked in a low voice.
"Mom, uncle will wake up soon, right?"
"Well, Gungun is so brave to help him, he will definitely wake up soon."
When he saw Mingxi waiting outside, Gungun showed him his fat arms. Mingxi also felt sorry for his younger brother and knelt down to give him a purr.
"I called my mother and she said she would come right away." Ming Xi and Yan Hua said, "Auntie asked me to take Gungun home first!"
Yan Hua felt that there was no child more sensible than Ming Xi, so she said thank you to him very formally. Mingxi smiled sheepishly and took Gungun to look at the flowers.
Lang Ruoxian's surgery was still going on. The Qiang Di was protected under Lang Ruoxian and only his foot was twisted. She asked the scholar to push her to Yan Hua and whispered sorry.
"I was too anxious just now. I shouldn't have shouted and scared your son."
Yan Hua glanced at her lightly: "It's okay, it's understandable."
"He was trying to save me..." Qiang Di began to cry again.
"He will be fine." Yan Hua looked at the door of the operating room, "He still has a lot of things to do, and he will not die so easily."
Qiang Di seemed to be frightened and his eyes widened: "You... what do you know?"
"I don't know anything." Yan Hua looked at her, "Did I say something wrong? There are still many things waiting for him to do."
The Qiang flute fell silent.
"Yan Hua!" Chen Hong ran out of the elevator, followed by Li Yi, "How's it going? I heard from Ming Xi that Gungun was given a blood transfusion. He's so young..."
Chen Hong said loudly, until Li Yi pulled her: "Okay, we are here to help."
"You help me take care of Gungun, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave for a while." Yanhua kissed Gungun's little face, "Go to your brother's house obediently. If mom doesn't come back at night, she will be taking care of uncle. Gungun will sleep with brother OK?"
Gungun nodded obediently and hugged her: "Mama, you have to bring uncle back!"
"Yes, mother will definitely bring him back."
When the sky turned dark, the door of the operating room finally opened, and Lang Ruoxian was pushed out. The doctor was pleased to tell them that the operation was successful.
"He won't wake up until at least midnight, so your family members should pay attention."
Yan Hua consulted the nurse in detail about the precautions, and the scholar finally felt relieved and called to arrange the transfer. Because this place is closest to the accident site, Lang Ruoxian was sent here. Now that he is out of danger, he can be transferred to Lang's own hospital.
"You go back to the ward to rest. When he wakes up, I'll call you." Seeing Qiang Di start crying again, Yan Hua asked her, "What do you want to eat? I'll buy it."
The scholar quickly said: "No, no, I'll call someone over. Master, I'll trouble you, Miss Yan."
Yan Hua said nothing more and went to the ward. Qiang Di didn't follow, and I don't know if he left or went back to his ward.
"I asked the bodyguard to take her back to the hotel." After a while, the scholar returned to the ward, carrying several lunch boxes in his hand. "You can eat a little, and then we will transfer to the hospital. The conditions there are better than here. You can rest at night."
Yanhua glanced at him: "You're so sure I will stay."
"Haha!" The scholar pushed up his glasses, "When the young master wakes up, he will definitely want to see you at first sight, otherwise I won't dare to let you get hurt."
Yan Hua smiled and ate her meal quietly. It tastes very good, and it looks like it came from the chef of a big hotel. After eating, the scholar asked the bodyguards and people from Lang's Hospital to start moving Lang Ruoxian.
He was still awake when he arrived at the hospital over there. The ward was comparable to a presidential suite. The scholar also asked someone to go home to get some of her clothes and supplies. Yan Hua changed into home clothes and sat on the sofa scrolling through Weibo. She occasionally glanced at Lang Ruoxian and stayed there for a long time.
"What do you owe me for being so desperate?" She muttered in a low voice, then looked away and continued to look at her phone.
But his heart couldn't calm down, and he looked at Lang Ruoxian again: "If there are any sequelae from Gungun in the future, I will not forgive you... hum."
The scholar sneaked in to take a look every now and then. Yan Hua knew that he was afraid that something might happen to his young master while he was asleep and no one would care about him, so she ignored him. Later, when I felt sleepy, I turned on the TV and watched a movie. It wasn't until around 3 o'clock in the middle of the night that Lang Ruoxian finally made some noise.
"You are so lucky." Yan Hua rang the bell to call the doctor, then looked at Lang Ruoxian and said, "I will go out and read the almanac later."
Lang Ruoxian stared at her and suddenly stretched out his hand.
"Don't move!" Yan Hua quickly pressed his arm down, "Do I want to kill you?"
"Haha..." Lang Ruoxian closed his eyes and smiled. "Very good… ."
Yan Hua said angrily: "If you don't do it well, you won't be able to wake up."
"Huahua..." Lang Ruoxian opened his eyes and looked at her, "At that time I thought I was going to die, and then I heard you and Gungun's voice."