During the commotion, the door to the emergency room was finally opened, and a nurse came out.
"Who are Liu Jian's family members?" the nurse walked to the door of the emergency room and asked everyone expressionlessly.
"I am a nurse, how is my son?" Patriarch Liu hurriedly stepped forward and asked urgently.
The nurse also said urgently: "The situation is not very good. The injured person's blood pressure is very low and he urgently needs blood transfusion. However, there is currently a lack of type B blood in the hospital's blood bank."
"Take my blood, nurse." Although Patriarch Liu is not a good person, as a father, he still did not miss the key at the critical moment.
The nurse immediately asked: "What's your blood type?"
"I don't know, nurse, can I smoke it?"
"Come with me for a checkup," the nurse said, waving to Patriarch Liu.
So Patriarch Liu went with the nurse, and we continued to wait outside.
Cheng Xiaohu and I also went to the treatment room. Cheng Lu's condition is now stable. She just passed out after being frightened and now needs to rest. The doctor told us not to disturb her.
Returning to the bench outside and waiting again, Jiang Tao came to my side and said to me: "I already understand the general situation. Don't be too anxious. This matter itself is that the other party was at fault first. You are doing this out of fear."
An act of self-defense.”
"But the police officer just now said this was not self-defense?" I asked doubtfully.
Jiang Tao smiled and said: "It depends on how you understand this case. In short, don't be too anxious. I will help you."
With Jiang Tao's words, I feel much more at ease, but I know that he will not do anything wrong.
More than ten minutes later, the nurse walked out of the treatment room with Patriarch Liu. Patriarch Liu looked very unhappy.
It wasn't until the nurse came to us and asked if anyone here had type B blood that I realized that it was Patriarch Liu's blood that didn't match his son's.
This happens, and not all blood types between father and son match.
I didn't know my blood type, but at this moment Cheng Xiaohu suddenly said: "Nurse, use mine, I have type B blood."
"Are you sure?" the nurse immediately asked Cheng Xiaohu.
Cheng Xiaohu nodded heavily and said, "I'm sure, I did a blood test last year and my blood is type B."
So the nurse took Cheng Xiaohu to the treatment room again, and I followed him to the door of the treatment room. I asked Cheng Xiaohu: "Brother Xiaohu, are you sure you want to do this? Give this scumbag a blood transfusion?"
Cheng Xiaohu sighed and said: "Anyway, it was me who made him like this. Although I hate him too, saving people is more important."
Cheng Xiaohu is a kind-hearted person by nature, I have seen it a long time ago.
He just followed the nurse into the treatment room, and soon saw the nurse walking out with a plasma bag.
Cheng Xiaohu also walked out later. His complexion was not as good as before. He had just seen the nurse draw such a large bag of blood, so he must have had it.
"Brother Xiaohu, how do you feel?" I immediately stepped forward to support him and asked.
He replied weakly: "It's okay, I'm still in good health. I'll just sit down for a while and relax."
I helped him to the bench in the corridor outside, helped him sit down, and then went to the nurse to get him a bottle of glucose to drink.
At this moment, Patriarch Liu is no longer making trouble with us like he did when he came here just now. He looks confused and sits on the side with his head hanging down.
Jiang Tao called me aside and said to me: "Mayor Feng has arrived at the county seat. I'm going to receive him now. If anything happens here, just call me. Don't worry, I've already said hello to the police station.
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I nodded heavily and asked him: "County Magistrate Jiang, have the issues in the village been resolved?"
"It must have been solved! Mayor Feng is here. I will go and tell him everything I know about the situation here."
"Thank you for your hard work, County Magistrate Jiang."
After sending Jiang Tao away, I returned to the outside of the emergency room.
After waiting for half an hour, the door of the emergency room was finally opened, and the medical staff pushed the treatment cart out.
Patriarch Liu and others immediately surrounded him, and Cheng Xiaohu and I also looked at Liu Jian lying on the treatment cart.
He must have been anesthetized and still in a coma, with an oxygen mask on his face and a plasma bag hung on the treatment vehicle, which was transfusing blood into his body.
Patriarch Liu immediately asked like a surgeon: "Doctor, how is my son's condition? Can his ears be saved?"
This is also a matter of concern to us, so we watched the doctor intently.
The doctor stopped, looked at Patriarch Liu and said solemnly: "The situation has stabilized. Fortunately, the incision of the severed ear was flat. We have connected it, so there is basically no major problem."
After hearing the doctor's answer, Cheng Xiaohu and I breathed a sigh of relief.
We did not follow him to the ward anymore. After Patriarch Liu left, Cheng Xiaohu and I also went to the ward where Cheng Lu was.
At this moment, Cheng Lu had woken up, but she seemed to be stunned.
She was lying on the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling motionless, not even blinking her eyelids, and there was no expression on her face.
Cheng Xiaohu and I walked to the hospital bed and called her twice, but there was no response.
"Lulu, Lulu, I am Dashan! Look at us." I reached out and patted his shoulder gently, trying to shout to her.
She still had no reaction, and her whole body looked a little like dementia.
Cheng Xiaohu became anxious and asked me with a distressed look on his face: "Dashan, what do you think happened to Lulu?"
I sighed, then took Cheng Xiaohu outside the ward and said to him: "Maybe she hasn't recovered from that extreme state, so we have to let her cry."
"Ah! How to do this?"
I'm not a psychiatrist, so this is very difficult for me.
After thinking for a long time, I said: "How about you wait for me first and I can go in and try?"
Cheng Xiaohu nodded, and I entered the ward alone.
After I came to Cheng Lu's hospital bed and sat down, I didn't speak immediately and just sat quietly.
After about ten minutes, I slowly said: "Lulu, it's okay. It's all over. I know you feel uncomfortable now, but it's all over. The bad guys have also been punished. Don't worry about your brother."
, he will be fine, and we will all be fine."
After saying this, I looked at her expression and there was still no change.
I'm worried that she'll be finished if she can't think about it for a while. This state can easily lead to severe depression, or even more serious, it may lead to mental disorder.
But I'm really not a psychiatrist, and I don't know how to get her out of this shadow.
After another moment of silence, I said to her again: "Shall I sing a song for you? But I'm tone-deaf, so don't laugh at me!"
As I said that, I randomly found a more upbeat song and started singing.
Until the whole song was sung, she still didn't react at all, and she still maintained her numb posture, motionless.
Just when I felt powerless, she suddenly spoke, but in a very low voice: "Brother Dashan, am I dirty?"