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Chapter 1196 A3 blood type

When Ye Fan rushed to the hospital with Dugu Shang and Miao Fenglang, it was already past three in the morning.

Zhao Mingyue and Tang Qi were lingering at the entrance of the emergency room.

The anxiety on their faces suddenly made Ye Fan feel that the situation was serious.

Ye Fan hurriedly ran to Zhao Mingyue: "Madam, Tang Qi, what happened to Ruoxue?"

"Ruoxue got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and accidentally slipped. The pain was so painful that she almost started crying in the room."

Zhao Mingyue breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Ye Fan appear, and then hurriedly explained to Ye Fan:

"I ran to her room and took a look and found that her hands and feet were injured from a fall, and her head was bleeding. The most worrying thing was the bleeding from her lower body."

"I saw something was wrong and was worried that something might happen to her and the child, so I took Tang Qi and the family doctor to send her here overnight."

"The doctor on duty is giving her first aid, but the specific situation is not clear."

"Ye Fan, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I promised to take care of Ruoxue, but I ended up going out these two days."

"I didn't sleep next to Ruoxue at night to take care of her."

Zhao Mingyue blamed herself very much: "I hope nothing happens, otherwise I will really be embarrassed to see you."

This is Ye Fan's child and her grandson. She feels very sorry for Ye Fan now.

"Madam, this is just an accident and has nothing to do with you. There is no need for you to blame yourself."

Seeing Zhao Mingyue's guilty look, Ye Fan was slightly startled, secretly exclaiming that Mrs. Ye was really kind, and then softly comforted:

"If you want to blame her, I blame her because I didn't stay with her properly."

"Don't worry, Ruoxue will be fine."

While comforting Zhao Mingyue, Ye Fan uncontrollably glanced at the emergency room, moving his steps to rush in and take a look.

But he took out the silver needle, took two steps, then stopped, and almost slapped himself twice.

Acupuncture is prohibited for pregnant women, acupuncture is prohibited for pregnant women, how could he forget it?

Concern leads to chaos!

Ye Fan knew that he was out of control and was not suitable to treat Tang Ruoxue for the time being, so he stopped moving forward and waited for the results of the doctor on duty.

"Ye Fan, don't worry, the person treating you is Dr. Murong, who is the best doctor in Baocheng."

Feeling Ye Fan's anxiety, Zhao Mingyue in turn comforted Ye Fan: "She will definitely make Ruoxue safe and sound."

The clock on the wall was spinning round and round, ticking so fast that Ye Fan wanted to explode it.

Ye Fan has never felt that time is so slow as it is now. It is as clear as if every bit of it is passing by his fingertips.

Although only ten minutes had passed, Ye Fan felt as if ten years had passed.

Worry and fear continued to swallow up his reason and calmness, and Ye Fan felt an extremely dull depression.

This was comparable to his impatience when he heard that Shen Biqin had severe gastric ulcer.

The longer the operation takes, the less optimistic the situation becomes.

Ye Fan kept shouting in his heart that mother and son were safe.

Just when Ye Fan couldn't help but go to the emergency room to take a look, the door of the emergency room opened with a bang.

A pretty doctor walked out tiredly.

Zhao Mingyue and Tang Qi leaned over.

Ye Fan also rushed forward as if he was electrocuted, but stopped after taking a few steps. He was worried about hearing bad news.

Finally, it was Zhao Mingyue who asked: "Doctor Murong, how is my daughter-in-law doing?"

"Mrs. Ye, Miss Tang's situation is very delicate."

Dr. Qiao Li responded respectfully: "Although we have controlled the deterioration of her condition, she has a hemorrhage and needs a large amount of blood transfusion to supplement..."

Ye Fan's heart trembled, and he rushed into the emergency room like a whirlwind, and soon saw Tang Ruoxue with a pale face.

He fended off the nurses and others and stretched out his hand to check Tang Ruoxue's pulse. Not long after, he rushed out of the ward again.

Just as Dr. Qiao Li said, Tang Ruoxue is thinking about heaven and hell right now. If she replenishes her blood in time, nothing will happen.

If large amounts of blood cannot be transfused, one person and two people may die.

Ye Fan was unable to use the silver needle on Tang Ruoxue, and the remaining white light could only protect his heart. In the end, blood transfusion was needed to solve the problem.

Although he has excellent medical skills, he cannot create blood out of thin air.

Ye Fan shouted anxiously to the doctor: "Blood transfusion, blood transfusion quickly, no matter how much it costs, give me blood immediately."

Zhao Mingyue also nodded: "Yes, Xiao Xu, if you need blood transfusion, just do it. Baocheng Hospital is so big, the blood bank won't run out of blood, right?"

"Madam, calm down, we also want to transfuse blood, but Miss Tang's blood type is the very rare A3."

A wry smile appeared on Doctor Murong's face: "Before today, there were only three people in China, which can be said to be one in 500 million."

Zhao Mingyue couldn't help being stunned: "A3 blood type? What do you mean? Why haven't I heard of this blood type?"

"Yes, Ruoxue's blood type is A. How did it become A3?"

Ye Fan also took up the topic: "Did your hospital make a mistake?"

"Ms. Tang's blood type was originally type A, but due to a new mutation in the ABO gene, she became type A3."

Dr. Murong explained: "The reason for this is probably due to Miss Tang's previous bone marrow transplant or blood transfusion from others..."

Zhao Mingyue became impatient: "Stop explaining this to me, just say what you mean?"

"Madam, I'm sorry, we don't have any reserves of this unique A3 blood type."

Dr. Murong looked at Zhao Mingyue very ashamed: "The entire Baocheng, and even all the hospitals in China, don't have any inventory."

Zhao Mingyue's pretty face suddenly became solemn.

Ye Fan trembled and asked: "You said that there are only three people in China with A3 blood type. Does that mean there are still three people who can draw blood?"

"Do you have their information and address? I'll send someone to pick them up."

“Ten million per tube is no problem!”

There was a glimmer of hope in his eyes: "Doctor, please give me their phone number quickly, and I will send someone to contact them immediately."

"The first case was in Southern Tibet, and the second case was in Western Xinjiang. They are both sparsely populated places, and they were separated by more than five years."

Dr. Murong said hesitantly: "I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to find them."

"And Miss Tang only has three hours. During this time, she must be replenished, otherwise she will suffer from shock or even be in danger of life."

"But you can give it a try. I'll ask the nurse to bring up the information for you right away..."

Seeing Ye Fan's gloomy expression, Dr. Qiaoli quickly changed the subject and called someone to send over the blood type information.

Without waiting for Ye Fan to say anything, Zhao Mingyue snatched it away, took out her mobile phone and asked people to make arrangements, and invited them to Baocheng at all costs.

Ye Fan suddenly remembered something: "Doctor, didn't you say there were three cases? Where is the other one?"

"There is another case, actually in Baocheng."

Doctor Murong hesitated for a moment: "But we, you and even Ye Tang can't get it."

Zhao Mingyue's voice deepened: "Who is this person?"

Ye Fan's eyes also lit up: "Who is it?"

Under great pressure, Dr. Murong's eyelids twitched and he squeezed out three words:

"Old Zhai Master..."


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