Chapter 1081: Blood (1/2)
Inside, several injured people were pushed into the operating room, as for the others, it didn't matter much, with minor injuries, or no injuries.
Su Qingdong and Zhu Xianglan hurried to the hospital, and the Ye family came on the side. Ye Jianguo was naturally anxious. He stood up from time to time, very worried about Sun Yuhan inside, but now the incident and cause, they still I don’t know. The police did not investigate. Now the most important thing is that people are fine.
”Dad, don't worry, it will be fine.”
Ye Chuji comforted Ye Jianguo. Although he didn’t like his sister’s daughter, his old man always couldn’t ignore it, and he found out that his heart was cold, and he didn’t really have much worry. .
The child born by his sister is completely different from her. He just couldn't give birth to anything. When it was added, Ye Jianguo's favoritism put his own grandchildren aside, and he scolded every day. Li Xiao, still have to fight to kill.
The rivers and mountains that he worked so hard to keep were guarded day and night, but in the end they were all left to an outsider. To be honest, he was not too reluctant, not because of property problems, but because Ye Jianguo was unfair. Mind thinking, this heart is indeed partial.
The door of the operating room was suddenly opened, and a nurse came out quickly. Ye Jianguo also stood upright with a cry, and the whole palm was also sweat with a palm.
”Who is Su Muran's family?” The nurse asked quickly, and after hearing Su Muran's name, Ye Jianguo sat down again, not his granddaughter. .
”I am,” Su Qingdong stood up quickly. ”I am Su Muran's father.”
”That's good,” the nurse said again. ”Miss Su is a rare type of RH-negative AB blood. Our hospital does not have this kind of blood preparation. You and we will go to the blood test immediately.”
The nurse thought, this is the father and daughter, the daughter is like this, the father should be too.
The blood color on Su Qingdong's face also faded quickly. RH-negative AB blood type, he is not. Su Muran's blood type is very strange, completely different from him and Zhu Xianglan.
But this is not to say that Su Muran is not a child of his Su family, nor his daughter of Su Qingdong, and she is indeed a daughter of the Su family. Because her blood type is exactly the same as the old lady Su.
This type of blood type is inherently inherited and is a recessive gene of the Su family.
”I'm not...” Su Qingdong licked his chapped lips.
”Isn't it?” The nurses are all in a hurry, are they waiting to save people, or are they still dads? Instead of pumping the blood out, just squinting so that you can save your life.
”I'm not of that blood type,” Su Qingdong said incredibly hard, and his throat was like something choked, the gas went in through the rear tube, and then it was all blocked there.
He is not, he cannot be saved, nor can he be saved.
He is a father, if it can, even if all the blood on his body is exhausted, it does not matter, but he is not, he is not of this blood type
”What should I do?” The nurse was also anxious. ”Isn't her mother?”
Su Qingdong froze for a while, then nodded, ”Neither.”
”Let's think of a way again,” the nurse anxiously went to the hospital to discuss where to get this blood type, but this blood type is really too scarce, and today is just right, there is no such blood Blood match.
Su Qingdong sat down powerlessly, and suddenly Huan Zeng said in his ear, that sentence was like a curse.
”Mr. Su, you are so sure. Your daughter's illness is really good. She will not relapse. She no longer needs bone marrow or blood?”