Li Yiling and Yang Zhaozhao's blood types were confirmed.
Li Yiling has type A blood.
Yang Zhaozhao has type O blood. After learning that Li Yiling is the patient's grandson, they finally decided to draw Yang Zhaozhao's blood and give it to the old man.
"Comrade, you seem to be in good health. Do you want to donate blood? The hospital is in urgent need of blood, and we also want blood of your type." There is no other way. There are not many people donating blood in this generation, but there are many people selling blood.
There isn't much blood in the blood bank, so if we can draw a little, it's only a little.
Li Yiling nodded without even thinking: "Tuo, go ahead and smoke!"
Then he looked at Yang Zhaozhao and said, "I'll accompany you to draw blood, don't be afraid!"
Yang Zhaozhao smiled and nodded, knowing that drawing blood would not cause any harm to the body, and she would not stop Li Yiling from doing his normal thing.
When the two looked at the large needle for drawing blood, Yang Zhaozhao's eyes flashed. She grabbed Yang Zhaozhao's hand and said to the nurse, "Can't my grandfather use my blood?"
"Scientifically speaking, it's safer to avoid blood from close relatives." The nurse pushed the needle and smiled, "Don't worry, I'll control the blood volume and nothing will happen to you."
Knowing that Li Yiling was worried about her, Yang Zhaozhao smiled and said, "I'm fine, go ahead!"
Li Yiling looked at Yang Zhaozhao with eyes full of heartache and said, "Thank you, Zhaozhao."
Yang Zhaozhao glanced at him sideways: "I'm not doing this for you. Even if I met someone I don't know, I would give blood if they need it. It's a pity not to."
"Just be nicer to me next time!" Yang Zhaozhao smiled cunningly.
Li Yiling nodded confidently: "I will obey you from now on and only be loyal to you."
The nurse's hands trembled and she almost died from the dog food.
He glanced at Yang Zhaozhao and thought to himself, such a beautiful girl, I would also like to be kind to her.
As soon as the blood was drawn, Li Yifeng and his gang came over. As they watched the blood being drawn, their faces changed and Li Yifeng almost lost his legs.
Mother Li was also frightened: "How about...how about not smoking anymore?"
Li Yifeng gritted his teeth and said, "No."
Then he rolled up his sleeves and said, "I want to draw blood too. Draw my blood, use my blood."
Yang Zhaozhao glanced at Li Yifeng with an expression of contempt, knowing what Li Yifeng was thinking, but it was too late to say anything at this time.
Li Yiling looked at them coldly without saying a word.
Li Yifeng didn't care about them and said to the nurse, "Come on, take mine."
The nurse looked at them and said nothing. She would not refuse the family's request. The test showed that Li Yifeng had type B blood.
Yang Zhaozhao raised his eyebrows. The brothers had different blood types.
At this time, Li's mother also had her blood type tested, and it was also type B.
The case was solved. It turned out that he inherited his mother's blood type.
If two people with type A blood have a child with type B blood, they cannot have a child with type B blood.
Mother Li was afraid of injections. She watched Li Yifeng have one tube of blood drawn, and then another, until his face was bruised. She was so scared that she didn't dare to stretch out her arms.
"I'm scared. I don't want to draw any more blood. This much blood should be enough. If it's not enough, draw more from me." Mother Li was scared.
Yang Zhaozhao gave him a contemptuous look, took a sip of warm water, and gave Li Yiling a sip as well.
The driver also had blood drawn and donated it to the hospital.
Li Yifeng's blood was also collected by the hospital, and only Yang Zhaozhao's blood was used. However, Li Yifeng thought that it was his own blood, thinking that his grandfather would definitely forgive him for using his blood.
A lot of blood was drawn out, and they all felt a little weak. They leaned outside the operating room waiting for news about the old man's condition.
After waiting for more than an hour, the lights went out and the doctor came out: "The patient's surgery is very difficult..."
Hearing this, Li Yiling's heart relaxed. He looked at Yang Zhaozhao happily. Yang Zhaozhao smiled at him and said, "It's okay. Grandpa is still alive."
Li Yiling ignored everyone's gazes and embraced Yang Zhaozhao in his arms, "Really!"
Yang Zhaozhao patted his back soothingly: "Yes, you still have grandpa!"
Mama Li and the others took a deep breath and curled their lips: "Shameless, doing this in public..."
Li Yiling looked at her coldly, fiercely and cruelly with a hint of hostility, which scared Li's mother so much that she closed her eyes tactfully.
Li Yifeng's mind was blank, and he felt relieved and at the same time as if he had sunk to the bottom of the valley.
If the old man were alive, he would probably have a hard time.
The old man was sent to the ordinary ward. For the sake of the old man and because the money was not a big deal, Yang Zhaozhao asked to send him to the high-end ward for care so as not to disturb his rest.
After what happened before, Yang Zhaozhao and the others didn't dare to leave the old man. They stayed in the ward and even took out a bed for the old man to stay with him.
Yang Zhaozhao and the others simply ignored Li Yifeng and his friends.
"Uncle, go back and have a rest. You've worked hard tonight. We are here. You can come back to watch over it tomorrow. The old man must be alone." Yang Zhaozhao arranged for the driver.
The driver nodded and looked at Li Yifeng and the others: "Do you want to go back? I'll drive you there."
Mother Li and Li Yifeng shook their heads. Now was the time to show off. Yang Zhaozhao and the others were all in the hospital, so Mother Li couldn't fall behind and had to stay in the hospital too.
"We have to take care of Grandpa. You go back. Uncle Shen has worked hard today. I will tell him when Grandpa wakes up." Li Yifeng said as he sent the driver downstairs, "We saw that Grandpa hit his head and lost so much blood. That's why we didn't dare to send him to the hospital for fear that he would bleed more."
The driver sneered inwardly, but nodded honestly on the surface: "Young Master is right, we really can't move."
"Uncle Shen, as long as you know it, you have watched me grow up, and you know that there is no way I would harm grandpa." Li Yifeng knew that if he said a few more words, he would not be able to explain himself clearly.
If the murder of his grandfather were to be spread out or confirmed, Li Yifeng would be finished.
Thinking about it now, Li Yifeng wanted to slap himself. How could he be so possessed by the devil and want to kill his grandfather? That was his grandfather!
The driver nodded, knowing what Li Yifeng wanted to hear: "I know everything. If it weren't for you, the old man wouldn't have been able to have the surgery. It's all thanks to the young master!"
Li Yifeng was satisfied, patted the driver on the shoulder, took out twenty yuan and gave it to the driver, but the driver confiscated it: "What are you doing, young master? I get my salary every month, I can't take your money."
The driver didn't want it, and Li Yifeng didn't force it on him. He just took the money back.
On his way back, the nurse stopped him and said, "Go and pay the medical bills."
"How much is it?"
"More than a thousand." The nurse continued to push the bill over.
Li Yifeng subconsciously didn't want to answer: "Why is it so expensive?"
"The premium wards aren't cheap, and the patient is having surgery. Do you think surgery is cheap?" The nurse replied, "Don't worry, we won't charge you exorbitant fees."
Li Yifeng wasn't afraid of being charged a random fee; he simply had no money. He put his hands behind his back and said, "Give it to Li Yiling. Let him pay."
The nurse also realized that this was a poor and irresponsible person. She looked at him with contempt and went to find Li Yiling.
After getting the bill, Li Yiling went to the window to pay. They carried their money with them and it was safe in the space.
For others, medical expenses of more than a thousand yuan would be very high, but Li Yiling didn't even need to ask Yang Zhaozhao for it, as his own pocket money was enough.
When Mrs. Li heard that the medical bill was over a thousand, she was secretly shocked.
This is just the beginning. According to the doctor, the old man is eighty years old and has lost too much blood. He may need to stay in the hospital for a while.
Moreover, I don’t know whether I can wake up.
Mother Li prayed silently, hoping that the old man would not wake up.
Let him be a vegetative state, let him drag Li Yiling and the others to death, and see how much money they have.
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