"Oops, the blood bag is broken." The female nurse who fell to the ground shouted urgently, while turning her head to glare at the deputy director behind her.
She was walking too hastily just now, but even if she was in a hurry, she could see if there were any obstacles on the ground in front of her if she wasn't blind.
But even though there was nothing on the floor, she still fell.
She could feel something tripping her.
And the person closest to her where she fell was the deputy director.
"You...you tripped me..."
The deputy director suddenly looked worried, "Who can prove that I tripped you? It was clearly you who accidentally fell down while walking. Hurry up and see how many unbroken blood bags are left. Get up and take them to the operating room."
The female nurse gritted her teeth and stood up, but then she checked the blood bags that fell on the ground and found that only one bag was intact.
There was obviously enough blood to save the patient, but now it immediately became insufficient. Her eye circles suddenly turned red, "It's all my fault, it's my fault, it's my fault."
Yu Se had already heard the noise and rushed out. When he saw the blood spilled on the floor outside the operating room, he understood what had happened. However, now was not the time to hold the nurse accountable for breaking the blood bag. It was still important to save people and the operation continued.
It was important, so she asked the nurse urgently, "Is there any blood source matching the patient in the blood bank?"
The nurse immediately burst into tears, "Dr. Yu, we don't have any anymore. I brought them all. I'm sorry, it's all my fault. It was my fault that I fell and broke it. If a medical accident occurs, it's all my responsibility..."
She was frightened, talking incoherently, and had no idea what to do.
Just wait for someone to die, and then act responsibly.
Yu Se grabbed her wrist and said in an absolutely reassuring tone: "With me here, the patient will not be in danger. Tell me, what is the patient's blood type?"
"He is... he has rh-negative blood." After the nurse finished speaking, the tears flowed even more fiercely.
Anyone who has studied medicine knows that this type of blood is very difficult to find.
So the bags of blood that just fell to the ground can be said to be gold-like blood, which you may not be able to buy even with money.
But now, it can no longer be used.
The patient's son also rushed over and said, "Slap me."
"I have tested your blood type before the operation. You are not Rh-negative. Your blood type follows your mother's, not your father's."
"Then what should we do?" The man became anxious and started spinning around in a circle. He hurriedly said: "I'll drive to other hospitals to find blood sources."
"Come...it's too late." The nurse's tears became more and more fierce.
In fact, when she just broke those blood bags, she knew the seriousness of the consequences.
If it were replaced with other common blood types, the doctors and nurses in the hospital could just donate blood on the spot, and they would be able to get through the difficulty.
But the blood type of this patient is really that of only a few people in a city, and they are still just a few people looking for a needle in a haystack.
Even if we could find people with this blood type now, we would still be unable to save the people from the distant water and rush to the hospital.
The walkie-talkie on the nurse rang at this time, "Nurse Xiao Zhang, hurry up and bring the blood bag in for surgical blood transfusion. Nurse Xiao Zhang, hurry up and come into the operating room."
The department director is urging me.
Without blood transfusion, the patient would be dead within ten minutes.
Everyone here knows this.
But nothing is possible at this moment.
Even if they have blood in their bodies, they can't help the patient, let alone the operation.
Everyone was panicking. You looked at me and I looked at you. The nurse's tears became more and more fierce.
Then, the department director opened the operating room door, "Xiao Zhang, why don't you send me in?"
The next second, he was stunned because he had already seen the blood on the ground and the only small bag of blood in the nurse's hand.
"How could this happen?" The department director, who had been extremely calm from beginning to end, panicked at this moment.
Because he knows that a skilled woman cannot make a meal without rice. No matter how good his surgical skills are, if the patient loses too much blood and does not receive a blood transfusion, he is afraid...
For a moment, he didn't know what to do.
He knew better than anyone that even if the blood source was found elsewhere, even if he drove it here now, it would be too late.
Just when everyone at the scene was rushing around anxiously, and the patient's son was already crying, he heard a clear female voice saying: "Transfuse my blood, I am rh-negative blood."
This sound outside the operating room shocked everyone.
The director of surgery looked at Yu Se, "Doctor Yu, are you telling the truth?" All the people in the hospital who were recruited by Yu Se at the beginning called her Dr. Yu at Yu Se's request.
Because, she knew deeply that although the clinic was given to her by Mo Jingyao, she did not have a medical qualification certificate. Based on this alone, she could not be a qualified positive leader of the clinic.
But because she was impressed by her during the interview, every doctor she recruited became a fan of her.
However, they are her fans and they are only her fans. When it comes to blood transfusions, they cannot be careless at all.
Because the consequences of wrong blood type transfusion is also a human life, it is really not a joke.
Yu Se nodded solemnly, "It's true. Let's go and do the surgery while drawing my blood."
"Doctor Yu's blood, but now you are the only one..."
Before the department director finished speaking, a figure stopped in front of Yu Se, "Xiao Se, no, I don't agree."
Mo Jingyao disagreed.
He didn't stop her from saving people, but he was actually taking the risk for her.
After all, many hospitals will accept patients who may die at any time. Although the scale of Boyu Love Hospital is built according to the scale of a tertiary hospital, its brand name is really a clinic.
properties.
In such a big case, it is a good thing that the patient is saved and the reputation of the clinic is publicized. However, if the patient cannot be saved, the reputation of the clinic will be damaged before it even opens.
All of this is a blessing and a loss.
But Yu Se insisted on saving people. Mo Jingyao thought about his narrow escape and did not stop Yu Se.
And if he agrees with her to save people, no matter what the final result is, he can deal with the aftermath for her.
blood, he disagreed.
It was already the limit, and it was a fatal matter. He would rather terminate the operation than have Yu Se transfuse so much blood.
All he cares about is metaphorical color.
Seeing that it was Mo Jingyao who stopped him, Director Li was also confused, his face was extremely ugly, "This..."
He looked at the metaphorical color. Now, only the metaphoric color can decide everything.
To transfuse blood or not to transfuse blood is just a matter of thought.