Chapter 93 Shen Zhichu loses too much blood
Li Jingshen couldn't tell whether his body or his heart was colder. It was clearly summer, the month with the highest temperature in the year, but he broke out in a cold sweat and his body felt as if it had fallen into ice water.
Su Miao went in and asked directly: "What's the situation?"
The doctor with the knife was a little surprised to see her: "Doctor Su, why did you come in?"
"I am her attending physician, and the patient has advanced gastric cancer."
As soon as Su Miao finished speaking, the faces of all the medical staff present froze, and some even turned pale.
Shen Zhichu watched in a daze as someone pushed open the door. She shivered even though she wasn't cold.
She felt the man's voice was very familiar, and it was not until he came closer that she recognized it was Su Miao.
Her wet eyelashes trembled and opened, and her dry lips parted. She waited until Su Miao came to her before she uttered a weak sound: "Su..."
A layer of white mist rose in the oxygen mask. She was so weak that her voice was almost inaudible, but Su Miao understood what she meant.
"Thank you for your hard work." She knew that Shen Zhichu was very afraid of pain. If she had known that such an accident would happen, she should have performed surgery on her last time.
Su Miao lifted her clothes and began to perform surgery to stop the bleeding. She frowned suddenly and found that in addition to the miscarriage, Shen Zhichu had a lot of injuries on her body.
Could it be that the accidental miscarriage was caused by domestic violence?
No matter what happened, Su Miao always remained calm, with a calmness that was not in line with his age. But when he saw Shen Zhichu like this, a ball of anger rose in his heart.
The most disgusting thing in Su Miao's life is domestic violence.
Su Miao put aside her messy thoughts and concentrated on the operating room. As time went on, hot sweat appeared on her forehead.
The nurse wiped her sweat. Su Miao said in a deep voice, "Have someone outside sign a critical illness notice. The patient is in a dangerous miscarriage situation, bleeding profusely, and her blood type is Rh-negative AB. Is there any blood in the blood bank?"
This blood type is extremely rare. Su Miao was relatively calm before she came in, but when the blood from Shen Zhichu's body could not be stopped, she became a little panicked.
If it were an ordinary person, it would be fine, but Shen Zhichu happened to have a rare blood type.
"Rh-negative AB blood, our hospital doesn't have it. I just checked the blood bank yesterday." The nurse beside him said anxiously, if there is no blood, then Shen Zhichu will die from excessive blood loss.
Su Miao bit her lip and said, "Hurry up and call other hospitals to ask. Quick!"
Two nurses in the emergency room ran out, one to call to find the blood type, and the other took the critical illness notice for Li Jingshen to sign.
People say that when a person is about to die, he will see his past memories reappear before his eyes like a revolving lantern, and figures one by one float through Shen Zhichu's mind.
The blood from his body kept flowing out, and a trail of blood meandered down his legs to the operating table, forming a glaring red.
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Li Jingshen didn't know what happened inside, and he felt a little uneasy. He looked at the time hanging on it and saw that fifteen minutes had passed.
At this time, two nurses came out and one of them walked towards him with a piece of paper in her hand.
He had good eyesight and could see the words "Critical Illness Notice" written at the top at a glance.
"How is she? Is the baby safe?"
The nurse was anxious and angry. Why was he still concerned about the child at this time?
She threw the critical illness notice in her hand to Li Jingshen: "Sign it. The child is not saved, and now your wife is almost gone!"
Li Jingshen's heart was pounding, and the blood in his body seemed to run cold at this moment. He suppressed the trembling in his voice and asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"
The nurse took a deep breath, suppressed her anger, and said calmly, "The patient has lost too much blood. She has a special blood type, and our hospital doesn't have any blood in stock..."
Heavy bleeding is already a difficult situation, not to mention that Shen Zhichu has rare blood.
Li Jingshen's head buzzed. He knew how serious the situation was. The only person who could match Shen Zhichu now was Xia Mingyue.
He suddenly remembered what Shen Zhichu had asked him in a hoarse voice in the hospital more than a month ago.
——Xia Mingyue and I have the same blood type. If one day I really lose too much blood and am about to die, will you ask her to donate blood to me?
He never took assumptions to heart, and he never thought that one day he would let Xia Mingyue risk her life to donate blood to Shen Zhichu.
The nurse didn't know what Li Jingshen was daydreaming about, so she pushed the critical illness notice towards him and urged him to sign it quickly.
Li Jingshen looked at the critical illness notice against his chest, his heart beating like a drum. Without time to think about it, he took out his cell phone and called Xia Mingyue.
"Mingyue, I need your blood now..."
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