Due to the accident, the road to the hospital became extraordinarily tortuous.
Wang Jiying and his son were sitting on the same ambulance, his son's hand was getting colder, and his face became pale. No matter how she called, the son had no response. Wang Jiying was anxious to hit the wall with her head.
Turtle move forward.
Doctors also want to save the life of this teenager, but they have no way. The teenager suffered such a serious injury and came to the city to encounter such a big accident. All of this seemed to herald -he should have it in his life.
This robbery.
Xie Chong lost too much blood and urgently needed blood transfusion, but the blood in the blood bank used to rescue the wounded in the accident. Where can I find so many people to donate blood for a while?
The doctor said that Xie Chong's condition was very bad. There were six knife injuries on his body. Although he was lucky to not hurt the internal organs, there were two injuries to the arteries and the amount of bleeding was very large.
Chong still has no consciousness, internal organs have a trend of failure.
After being rescued for an hour, the hospital had a notice of illness. Xie Chong had a wound on his right shoulder, which continued to bleed, but he could not find the bleeding point. If the blood was not transformed in time and the surgery was not over, Xie Chong did not save it.
The nurse said that they had applied for support from the surrounding hospitals, but Xie Chong's crisis was always in a state of shock. Timely and large blood transfusion may save him.
If he can donate blood for his son, Wang Jiying is willing to give all the blood to his son without reservation. However, her blood type is not consistent with her son, and her husband is in a state of severe blood loss. The doctor refuses to draw his blood.
Xie Qingzheng kneeled down to the doctors, crying with tears: "Doctor, I don't care, as long as I can save my son, you can dry my blood!"
Doctors will definitely not do that.
The desperate sorrow echoed in the hospital. Xie Qing accepted the madness and threatened the doctor to draw his own blood. Xie Hongxuan drank him, Xie Qing stared at his red eyes, gasped, and said, "You have sent your son away
Is it necessary to send away the grandson? "
"I don't know the others, but I can't lose your son anymore!" Xie Hongxuan's eyes were full of sadness: "The second child, I can't without you."
Xie Qing held her head and sent a weird and sharp wailing.
Xie Chong is a type B blood. He is the same as his aunt's blood type. Xie Qingyun's blood has been circulating in his nephew. The doctor refused to let her donate more blood, otherwise she would be dangerous.
Xie Qingyun was too late to collapse. She called her colleagues and friends and asked them to come to the hospital to donate blood. But it was already midnight, and the phone was not easy to get through. It was difficult to shout a few people, and their blood type was not in line. So, Xie Qingyun was busy living for a long time for a long time.
Only two colleagues came to donate blood to Xie Chong.
Compared with the huge amount of bleeding, the blood donation of several people is too reluctant. The family has no exhibition, and Xie Jing and Xie Ying are here.
Come, the two of them crawled over by themselves! "
Xie Ying's rehabilitation was in vain, and the current situation may be more serious than before the recovery. She lay on the back of my cousin, stretched out her arm, and said, "I am O -type blood, everything is all, I can donate blood!
—— Doctor, although I was injured, I was not anemia at all! I am healthy! My brother can use my blood. "
Xie Jing's tearful eyes and said, "I am a B -type blood, my brother said, I am his brother, so I will have the same blood type as him."
Adults can't help crying.
After hearing the news, Zhou Mingli also came. He said that he had mobilized the school teachers to donate blood, I am afraid that the blood of the blood bank was not enough. Fengshuang quietly climbed his horns. I said my arm and said, "I am O -type blood, I don't mind smoking again. I'm old, but Xie Chong is young, we must do my best to save him."
Wang Jiying cried even more turbulent.
In the middle of the night, a team of soldiers with a whole body came in. The leader of the leader gave Xie Hongxuan a gift and said, "Uncle, this is my soldiers, and several of them are blood type B. They are willing to donate blood." Bayi Chinese website
Xie Hongxuan was so touched: "Xiao Song, I called you a call to let you help you send Xie Chong into the hospital, but ... you actually took your soldiers to donate blood ... What made me say what I said good!"
"Little Song" is the comrade of Xie Ying's father. For so many years, he has been taking care of the Xie family. He said shyly: "Uncle, I can't help me, but the blood donation, I'm going!"
"But this is not suitable ..."
"Is there anything inappropriate? Xie Chong is the nephew of Qingyi. Qingyi loved him very much before. Now he has something wrong, can I not care about it? - Do you want to save Xie Qingyi's family?!"
"willing!"
The powerful voice echoed in a quiet hospital, which gave the Xie family full of security.
Xie Hongxuan couldn't help but tears: "Xie Chong! If you just leave, how can you be worthy of these people!"
But Xie Chong didn't wake up.
The sky was bright, and Feng Yuzhen recovered his mind. When she woke up, she was surprised: "Are you the second? How can you get so much at once?"
Alas! The family was tragically changed, Xie Qing accepted the old age of ten years old. He forbearing his grief and laughed with his mother: "I'm okay. Mom, Xie Chong and Xie Jing were a little bit injured, and now I fell asleep, now I fell asleep. You can sleep too! "
"Xie Jing? ..." Feng Yuzhen blinked laboriously, as if very strange to the name. She murmured: "How did Xie Chong hurt? Are you not optimistic about him?"
"Hmm ..." Xie Qing accepted extremely blame: "It is indeed my responsibility, I thought he had grown up ..."
"How many years old, do you think of him as an adult?!" Feng Yuzhen closed his eyes tiredly and said, "He was injured, you are not guarding at home, why come back to see me?"
My mother's words were a bit strange. Xie Qingjie said: "I sent him to the hospital, and he fell asleep in the ward next to him!"
"Well? Isn't he going to school? What should I do in a school in Guangzhou?"
Xie Qing was completely stunned.
Feng Yuzhen was so tired that she couldn't open her eyes, her voice became lower and lower: "Your elder brother will go home soon, and your brothers have not met for a long time ... His child is almost born, the second child, you want to you want Be a uncle ... "
Feng Yuzhen fell asleep deeply.
Xie Hongxuan and two children were dumbfounded.
Although Feng Yuzhen was out of danger, her thinking stayed in 1985. Before Xie Qingyi sacrificed.
Too late to be sad, Xie Qing accepted the injured body and returned to the rescue room again. The son was still in the rescue, still unconscious, and even had a cardiac arrest. To make the worst plan.
Xie Qingzheng kneeled in front of the rescue room, his tears flowed, and prayed to the sky: "Big brother, if you have a spirit in the sky, please bless Xie Chong and let him find the way home! Need me and my mother! "
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
Shen Changqing walked on the road, and someone who met familiar with each other would say hello to each other, or nodded.
But no matter who it is.
Everyone has no extra expression on the face, as if it is indifferent to everything.
In this regard.
Shen Changqing is accustomed to it.
Because this is the Zhen Magic Division, it is a institution that maintains the stability of Daqin. The main responsibility is to kill the monster and monsters. Of course, there are some other sidelines.
It can be said.
In the Zhen Magic Division, everyone has a lot of blood in their hands.
When a person is used to life and death, then a lot of things will become indifferent.
When I first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but it was used to it over time.
The Zhen Moji is very large.
Those who can stay in the Zhen Magic Division are all masters of strength, or people who have become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Zhen Magic Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian, and the other is to remove the magic envoy.
Anyone entering the Zhen Magic Division starts with the lowest level of magic removal,
Then step by step, it is expected to become a guard.
Shen Changqing's predecessor is a trainee in the Zhen Magic Division to remove the magic envoy, and it is also the lowest level in the magic envoy.
Have the memory of the predecessor.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Zhen Magic Division.
Without too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of a loft.
Unlike other places full of killing, the attic here seems to be a crowd chicken group. In the bloody town magic division, it presents different tranquility.
At this time, the gate of the attic was open, and occasionally someone came in and out.
Shen Changqing just hesitated, so he stepped in.
Enter the attic.
The environment has changed in vain.
A burst of incense clamps with a weak bloody taste, letting him frowned, but he quickly stretched.
The bloody taste of everyone in the Zhen Magic Sin has almost no way to clean it.