Will was asked by Song Yunxuan and hesitated for a moment before speaking: "Xiao Luo's blood type is different from that of ordinary people. He has RH negative blood."
As soon as these words came out, Song Yunxuan was stunned for a moment.
This blood type is naturally rare. According to statistical probability, only three people in every thousand people have this blood type.
Xiao Luo is now seriously injured and has lost too much blood. No matter which hospital he goes to, he will need blood transfusion.
But…
"Queen Mary Hospital in Hong Kong City does not have a blood bank stocking RH negative blood. The only blood bank that has RH negative blood is Hina Hospital."
That's right, Xina Hospital, which is top-notch in all aspects, is the best hospital that Xiao Luo should go to.
However, if Xiao Luo's two uncles knew that Xiao Luo's blood type was rare, they would definitely wait and wait in Xina Hospital where Xiao Luo went.
Now that Xiao Luo was seriously injured, blood transfusion was a top priority. If his two uncles wanted to put Xiao Luo to death, they would have to use up the RH negative blood bank of Xina Hospital without any other means.
Will seemed to have thought of this too and gritted his teeth: "No matter what, it's better to send him to Xina Hospital first before things can turn around."
Song Yunxuan nodded: "I think so too."
Send Xiao Luo to the hospital, and then find a way to transfuse him with blood.
But, in Hong Kong City, are there anyone with the same blood type as Xiao Luo
Her eyebrows furrowed, a little uneasy.
Xiao Luo's face was pale. As the car drove forward, he coughed a few times, and blood stains appeared on the corners of his lips.
Song Yunxuan's eyebrows began to wrinkle more and more tightly, and her voice became a little colder: "Who beat Loki?"
The corner of Will's mouth was also broken, and blood poured into his mouth. When he heard Song Yunxuan's question, he stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his lips, spit out the blood foam out of the window, and turned to look at Xiao Luo: "It's Black Dragon Street The black dragon.”
Song Yunxuan nodded: "That's a relatively famous person on Black Dragon Street."
This black dragon is beyond the control of ordinary people.
The abilities of the two Xiao brothers were indeed greater than she imagined.
Xina Hospital is financially sponsored by Chu Mochen. As soon as Chu Mochen entered the front hall of the hospital, the medical director greeted him: "Mr. Chu."
"Emergency."
"I'll arrange it right away."
The medical director was not very unfamiliar with Song Yunxuan, but when he saw Song Yunxuan holding a young man whose face was blurred with blood, he still took another look at Song Yunxuan.
Song Yunxuan supported Xiao Luo, and Xiao Luo's hand tightly grasped her hand, and his fingers were strong, as if he could no longer hold it if he let go.
Song Yunxuan comforted him in his ear: "Does it hurt? Just bear with it and I'll bandage it for you right away."
Xiao Luo's eyes were covered with blood, and under his raised long eyelashes, his eyes were a little dazed.
Song Yunxuan held his hand tightly, as if she wanted to give him all her strength, and her voice was gentle: "Be patient, endure it for a little while, and hold my hand tightly if it hurts."
When the doctor learned that Chu Mochen had brought the injured patient, he immediately organized doctors from the emergency department to come over and check on the situation.
The doctor is a better doctor in Xina Hospital. After seeing Xiao Luo's injury, the first thing he said was: "There is too much blood loss. A blood transfusion is needed immediately. Go for a test quickly."
Song Yunxuan's eyelids twitched. Even without a test, she had already learned Xiao Luo's blood type from Will's mouth.
What if all the RH negative blood in Xina Hospital is used up? Where can we find RH negative blood to give Xiao Luo a blood transfusion
She was a little scared, but she could only hold on.
The doctor and nurse pushed Xiao Luo into the operating room to clean and bandage the wound. Xiao Luo held Song Yunxuan's finger tightly until he entered the operating room, like a child holding an adult's finger, holding tightly and helplessly. And stubbornly holding on, never letting go no matter what.
The doctor had a thin layer of sweat on his head and wore a mask on his face as he spoke to Song Yunxuan: "Miss, please let go of the patient. The patient has to go to the operating room for bandaging."
Song Yunxuan lowered her head and saw that Xiao Luo's fingers were stained with blood but refused to let go of him. She bent down and whispered in Xiao Luo's ear: "Do you need me to accompany you into the operating room?"
Xiao Luo's consciousness collapsed, and his fingers gradually loosened.
Song Yunxuan nodded: "I'll wait for you outside."
Xiao Luo seemed to hear her voice, and his fingers suddenly grasped hers tightly, murmuring: "Don't go..."
Song Yunxuan was slightly startled, looked at the clenched fingers, and listened carefully to Xiao Luo's words.
Xiao Luo was still murmuring: "Don't go... don't leave me... don't go..."
The last two words seemed to have a helpless cry, and Song Yunxuan's heart was inexplicably pricked.
Xiao Luo's voice was lonely and helpless, like that of a child.
His fingers held her hand firmly. She remembered that Gu Yi also liked to hold her fingers when he was young.
She is Gu Yi's mother, but since she was a child, she did not put her eldest son in the palm of her hand and love her like other mothers.
She was busy with work and expanding the Gu family, wishing she could spend all her time running the huge family business left behind by her father.
So, the only son was ignored.
When Gu Yi was very young, when he was still in his infancy, he would hold his little fists. She would reach into the cradle to tease him, and he could always accurately catch his mother's fingers and hold them with his little fists.
Gu Yi's eyes are so bright, there are no impurities in the bright eyes, they are full, and they reflect his mother.
However, the son who would always hold her finger, the son who should have grown up by her side, was now beyond her reach.
She felt like someone was holding her tightly in her heart, and it hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.
Chu Mochen saw her finger being grabbed by Xiao Luo, and stepped forward to release Xiao Luo's hand.
Song Yunxuan grabbed Xiao Luo's finger and said, "I will accompany him into the operating room."
The doctor was stunned for a moment and said in an embarrassed voice: "Miss, the patient's family members are not allowed to accompany the patient in the operating room."
"He wouldn't let go of my hand."
She opened her lips and spoke clearly.
However, Chu Mochen knew that this was just an excuse. Song Yunxuan looked at Xiao Luo with eyes full of emotion, which made him jealous.
However, he didn't want to stop her.
The doctor was embarrassed.
Song Yunxuan turned to look at Chu Mochen: "Can I go in with him?"
Chu Mochen's lips were slightly pursed, with thin and cold lip lines. A pair of black pupils stared at her intently, as if he wanted to see some other emotion from her eyes.
However, the emotion in Song Yunxuan's eyes was pure and simple.
When she faced him, her eyes were always complicated so that he could not see her true intentions clearly, but he seemed to only care about Xiao Luo simply.
"go in."
He whispered three words softly.
After hearing this, the doctor acquiesced in Song Yunxuan's follow-up, and just told the nurse: "Prepare an extra set of sterilized surgical gowns."
The nurse hurriedly turned around to get ready.
The person pushing the roller skating bed opened the door of the operating room and pushed Xiao Luo in.
Song Yunxuan also entered the operating room as the hospital bed moved. When passing by Chu Mochen, she thanked him gently: "Thank you."
Thank you for allowing me to accompany Xiao Luo.
He should be afraid of being alone.
He seems to have been lonely all this time.
Although she didn't know what kind of pain Xiao Luo had experienced over the years, he was not doing well after all.
A child who lost his mother and father was only loved by his grandfather, but unfortunately, both uncles regarded him as a thorn in their side and wanted to get rid of him quickly.
The door of the operating room slowly closed, and Song Yunxuan's figure disappeared from Chu Mochen's sight.
Chu Mochen's assistant hurried over next to him. When he saw Song Yunxuan entering the door, he was surprised and confused: "Mr. Chu, Miss Song is..."
"Let's go wait for her." Chu Mochen spoke calmly, with no special emotions showing on his face.
The assistant was a little puzzled. The young master of the Xiao family had some connection with Miss Song, but it was still unclear.
Why would Mr. Chu be so relieved to let Miss Song follow him in
Even if he is a tolerant man, watching his woman follow another man into the operating room and still hold the other man's hand tightly is a bit too tolerant.
The assistant's doubts abated.
Chu Mochen's eyebrows were calm, and it was hard to see any emotions in his deep well-like pupils.
The red light in the operating room comes on.
The smell of disinfectant in the corridor is still pungent.
Someone was stepping on ten-centimeter high heels and tapping the floor rhythmically, getting closer and closer to the operating room.
The visitor wore a dark red lace wrap skirt, with slender legs, and a small white waterweed shawl gracefully draped over her shoulders. She wore black gloves on her hands, looking as luxurious, steady and elegant as ever.
The woman smiled slightly and parted her lips with a profound meaning: "Did Loki enter the operating room by himself?"
Chu Mochen looked at him, his thin lips cold: "Yunxuan accompanied him in."
"It's no wonder." She took off the black glove on her left hand and handed it sideways to the tall and handsome white assistant next to her. Her tone was intriguing, "After all, blood is thicker than water."
The assistant next to Chu Mochen was stunned.
Chu Mochen's vision became much sharper.
As expected of the female head of the Lu family in Hong Kong City, she took every step of the way, sat on the mountain and watched the tigers fight, disrupting everything in Hong Kong City, but she still carried out her goals accurately.
What does she want to do
If it was the Xiao family that we wanted to get, wouldn't it be better to let Loki take over than let Song Yunxuan take over
If Song Yunxuan took over the Xiao family, how could she easily turn the Xiao family into a puppet of the Lu family
His thin lips were pursed like a razor blade, and his eyes were sharp and cold.
Lu Xia raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he could read hostility from his expression. He curved his lips and smiled lightly, full of charm: "It is rare to meet you here despite your busy schedule. If Mr. Chu doesn't mind, I will Can I buy you a cup of tea?"
The expression "Have a cup of tea" always avoids the important point and makes it sound pleasant.
But in fact, as you drink this cup of tea, you may end up with a frosty sword and a bloody sword.
Especially when both parties are competing for one person.
There was a slight arc on Lu Xia's red lips. After taking a deep look at him, she turned around and left.
Chu Mochen stood there, narrowing his long and narrow eyes before moving forward.
Silence returned to the corridor for a moment.
In the operating room with the red light on, the operation was proceeding in an orderly manner.
Xiao Luo's fingers were constantly sweating.
Even though Song Yunxuan wanted to hold him tightly and give him strength.
However, looking at the electrocardiogram next to her, where the undulating arc became smaller and smaller, she still couldn't help but feel frightened.