A terminally ill max-level rich woman transmigrated into a book, becoming the pitiful fake heiress female supporting character.
Zhi Yun originally wanted to seriously experience an ordinary l...
"Xu Ruhua, how come she happens to be with you guys?" Zhiyun asked in a normal tone, without any aggressive questioning.
It happened so perfectly and at such a timely moment, isn't it all just a coincidence?
Xu Ruhua looked at Zhiyun with a helpless expression, "Are you questioning me? I don't have any brothers or sisters. Xiaofei is very cute. I treat Xiaofei as my own brother. How can you think like this..."
Xu Ruhua looked too weak at this moment.
His face was pale and weak, as if he would faint at the slightest touch.
Zhi Huaiting came forward to explain, "Ruhua represented Party B and came to our Zhishi Finance to discuss cooperation with us. She was just a representative sent by Party B. Zhifei's incident happened suddenly, and Ruhua was worried, so she came with us."
For the weavers, there is no coincidence.
I'm just glad that Xu Ruhua is here today.
Zhifei has AB blood type.
The hospital wasn't short on type O blood; it was AB and RH, which was why they were short on blood. Originally, the recipient of a blood transfusion was Zhi's father, but people with anemia can't receive blood transfusions. Even if Zhi's father insisted he was fine, the doctor wouldn't take the risk.
We learned that the transportation would take two hours, and hemolysis also occurred when other blood types were transfused.
Zhiyun set off again for Dongjiang, which was more than ten kilometers away from the airport and the road was congested.
The situation is still very serious...
There were many people in the hospital, and the doctor said that they could use the radio to ask if anyone was willing to donate blood for Zhifei, and then compensate him privately.
Davina agreed immediately, and at this moment, Xu Ruhua, who had been silent all this time, stood up and said to Zhi's father and mother, "I have type AB blood."
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The surgical lights went out.
The door of the operating room opened, and the doctor came out and took off his mask: "Who is Zhifei's family member?"
Zhi Huaiting was the first to step forward. "I'm the child's father. How is the child now?"
The doctor said, "The operation was successful. You will be under observation in the ICU tonight. There is no problem. You can be transferred to the general ward tomorrow morning."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the doctor's words.
But Davina still cried, tears of joy. "It's okay, Xiaofei is okay, it's finally okay. I said, Xiaofei is blessed with good fortune."
Xu Ruhua's eyes also welled up with tears. "Xiao Feifu is very lucky and has a long life. Aunt Zhi, you must take good care of yourself."
"Well, I... Ruhua, what's wrong with you... Hurry, Huai Ting, come and help, girl, help Ruhua up."
Xu Ruhua suddenly fainted.
There were no signs.
Her face was pale and the color had gone from her lips.
Davina had no strength left, she only felt Xu Ruhua's body going limp, and it was Zhiyun who reached out and supported Xu Ruhua's body.
Zhi Huaiting also came over and quickly supported Xu Ruhua, "This child, she refused to rest when asked to. She lost so much blood, even the strongest person couldn't bear it."
Davina was also distressed. "Hurry, help Ruhua get some rest. My girl, go order a pot of mullet soup. When Ruhua wakes up, you can give her some nourishment. Look at her face, it's almost as white as paper."
Zhiyun nodded and did as Davina said.
When Zhiyun came back, she was followed by the person who delivered the food.
A pot of mullet soup was served, and as soon as I opened the lid I could smell its delicious aroma.
Xu Ruhua was lying on the hospital bed and had not woken up yet. Zhifei was also in the ICU and would not be transferred to the general ward until tomorrow morning.
"Do you all know what exactly happened?" Zhiyun asked, standing in front of Xu Ruhua's bed.
Davina looked at Zhi Huaiting next to her and motioned for him to speak.