As Song Yaozu lay on the ground, his vision grew increasingly blurry, and he felt the threat of death.
At this moment, I think of my mother!
Later, a classmate discovered Song Yaozu lying on the ground and reported it to the teacher.
Seeing that the child was seriously injured and had fallen into a coma, the teacher immediately took the child to the hospital and arranged for someone to go to the factory to notify Song Weidong!
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Lu Zhixia sat on the stool, watching the nurse draw blood. After quickly drawing half a syringe, she asked her...
When will the blood type test results be available?
"About half an hour." The nurse pulled out the needle, then pressed it with a cotton swab to make sure the bleeding had stopped before picking up the cotton swab and throwing it into the trash can.
Lu Zhixia took out the syringe and handed it to the nurse.
"Could you also test this blood sample while you're at it?"
"Whose blood is this?" the nurse asked, full of questions. The woman had suddenly asked for a blood type test and now she had produced another vial of blood.
This made her wonder if there was something going on behind the scenes.
Lu Zhixia took out two yuan from her pocket and then handed over the syringe. "Just help me check what blood type is in this tube and tell me."
The nurse looked at the two yuan, and since there was no one around, she took the money and whispered to the woman...
"I can get the doctor to help, but if you can't get a report, don't make me admit anything."
“No problem!” Lu Zhixia readily agreed.
Then the nurse put the blood from the syringe into a test tube, and then left with the tray to find the doctor.
Patients lined up to have their blood drawn.
Lu Zhixia sat down on a chair in the hospital corridor, feeling that half an hour was a very long time.
He would glance down at his watch every now and then, wanting to check the time.
Gu Lingxiao sat in the orthopedic clinic, where the doctor was examining his arm, from his shoulder to his elbow.
When was your surgery for gunshot wound performed?
Three years ago.
"You haven't fully recovered yet. You might have strained a nerve from rolling down the mountain. To recover, you need to have nerve repair surgery as soon as possible."
Is surgery absolutely necessary?
"If you want to stay in the military, you must have this surgery."
"How long does the recovery period take after the surgery, and will it have any impact?"
"It's hard to say in that respect." After the examination, the doctor sat down. "You already have the initial symptoms, which are occasional excruciating pain. If it gets more serious, your arm will go numb and lose sensation."
"Is it really that serious?" Gu Lingxiao looked at his right arm in disbelief.
"Of course, I'm exaggerating. A person's arm is very important, especially for special forces soldiers like you." The doctor paused for a moment and continued, "So having surgery as soon as possible is the best option. Unless you have a mission to carry out right now, please don't delay the surgery."
"Then I'd like to know how long the wound needs to heal after the surgery?"
"Normally, the stitches can be removed in about a week. It takes at least one to two months to recover after the surgery. You can't do strenuous exercise. Otherwise, the surgery will be pointless and may even damage other nerves."
"Okay, I understand." Gu Lingxiao stood up and put his hat on.
"I'll go back and think about it, and then I'll come back to talk to you."
"Okay, of course, no problem. I hope you can have the surgery as soon as possible." The doctor smiled and saw the person to the door, then let the next patient in while he continued his consultations.
Gu Lingxiao walked to the window and stood looking outside. He had been in the army for more than 10 years. He started this road for his brother, but now it had become his life.
He didn't want to give up, so it seemed like the surgery had to be done.
After figuring everything out, I went downstairs.
Lu Zhixia finally received her test results; she also has type A blood.
The nurse leaned closer and whispered, "The other vial of blood you gave me is type B."
Lu Zhixia instinctively grabbed her arm, "Can two people with type A blood have a child with type B blood?"
The nurse shook her head, then belatedly realized what was happening and stared at the woman in front of her with a shocked look.
The nurse's expression said it all.
Lu Zhixia's suspicions were confirmed, and she felt as if her heart was being torn apart; her child had indeed been switched.
Seeing that the woman was upset, the nurse quickly helped her to a chair nearby.
"Take a rest first. Maybe things aren't as you think. Try to relax, or you'll be in trouble."
Lu Zhixia nodded slowly. "Thank you."
"You're welcome, I have work to do."
"Then you can go ahead and get busy!"
Seeing that her mood had improved somewhat, the nurse continued with her work.
Lu Zhixia stood up, holding onto the chair. She wanted to see Song Weidong right now and figure everything out.
Where is her child?
When she came to her senses, she was already going downstairs. After going down a few more steps to the first floor, she happened to see Song Weidong leading a few people in.
They were all wearing blue factory uniforms with the words "Red Star Steel Factory" printed on them!
Song Weidong had already stopped a nurse at this moment.
"Excuse me, which ward is the child who was beaten at school in now?"
"The pediatrics department is on the 3rd floor, go and ask!"
After the nurse finished speaking, she shook her hand, broke free from the restraint, and turned to leave.
"Brother Dong, don't worry, your son will be alright!" someone nearby said.
Song Weidong was very worried about his son and hated the person who injured him to the core.
They turned and walked to the other side to go up the stairs.
Song Weidong immediately spotted Lu Zhixia standing on the stairs, glaring at him angrily, so he asked,
"Have you seen your son? How badly was he beaten?"
“He’s not my son, how would I know what he’s like?” Lu Zhixia retorted coldly.
"Lu Zhixia! What kind of tone is that to talk to me? It's not my fault that my son was injured!"
Song Weidong was furious; this woman had disappeared for over a week without warning.
Judging from her appearance, she seems to be living quite comfortably. I should never have given her the money.
Lu Zhixia descended the stairs step by step, her anger surging. She stood in front of Song Weidong and slapped him across the face.
There was a loud cracking sound.
This shocked them.
None of them expected the woman to hit them.
Song Weidong himself had not expected this. Touching his right cheek where he had been slapped, he was still in a daze.
Lu Zhixia's right hand was numb; the slap had been delivered with tremendous force, so she had to switch to her left hand to try again.
This time, Song Weidong was on guard and grabbed Lu Zhixia's wrist directly.
"Are you crazy?"
"Song Weidong! You're a real scoundrel!"
"Lu Zhixia! Who do you think you are? Just an orphan with no family ties!"
"I believe I've treated you well, so why did you lie to me!"
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