Chapter 129 Blood type, why did Lan Yin bleed so heavily?
"Not yet." Yuzhu stopped the man, "You can't go in now without the princess's order."
"Perhaps Princess Ning hasn't finished her work yet. Young Master, you waited for such a long time just now, so this little while won't bother you." Mingyan advised.
Lu Zhiyi stopped in his tracks.
Yes, that won’t take a moment.
As long as mother and child are safe, he can wait any length of time.
After Lin Miaoyin delivered the baby by cesarean section, she began to sew up Ye Lanyin's abdomen. Caesarean section is not difficult, but the recovery afterward is important.
After the suture was completed, she woke up Ye Lanyin who was still in anesthesia, brought the child to her and said, "Sister Ye, this is your child, a boy, who will protect you in the future."
Ye Lanyin looked at the crying baby in Lin Miaoyin's arms, with a gentle light in her eyes, "This cry is deafening, just like his father, he has a bad temper."
The little guy was only the size of a palm, and she felt distressed when she saw him.
"It's less than a month old, and it only weighs 3.6 jin." Lin Miaoyin just weighed him and gave him a simple check-up.
She hesitated for a moment, then told Ye Lanyin, "The baby has some mild pneumonia and short-term suffocation, but it's not a big problem. I will treat him. Because he was born prematurely, his body temperature center is not yet fully developed, so he is prone to hypothermia. He needs to be kept in an incubator for a few days."
"Incubator?" She didn't understand half of what Lin Miaoyin said, but she understood what she meant. The child was born prematurely and suffered from deficiencies and needed conditioning.
Lin Miaoyin nodded and glanced to her side. She had just taken the incubator out of the medical system.
"Do you want to put the child here?" Ye Lanyin asked.
This thing looked strange, she had never seen it before, but for some reason, it made her feel at ease just looking at it.
After Lin Miaoyin put the child in, she said, "Sister Ye, I'm going to take this incubator away tonight so that I can take better care of the baby and treat him."
She knew it was cruel.
Mother and child are connected by heart, and it is natural for Ye Lanyin to feel reluctant to let go since she had just given birth to a child.
She thought she had to persuade her, but Ye Lanyin agreed.
"As long as it's for the good of the child, I'll agree." Ye Lanyin gritted her teeth and looked at the little guy in the incubator with reluctance.
She wished she could never leave the child she had risked her life to give birth to.
But she knew that her child's health was the most important thing.
After Lin Miaoyin finished her work and was about to clean the delivery room, she discovered a pool of blood under Ye Lanyin's body.
Oh no, this is postpartum hemorrhage.
Ye Lanyin's uterus was unable to contract, she should have thought of it earlier.
At this time, a voice came from outside, "Princess Ning, are you ready?"
"Wait a moment." Lin Miaoyin shouted to the outside, and hurriedly took out the intravenous syringe and drugs to stimulate uterine contraction from the medical system.
Ye Lanyin also vaguely sensed the danger and said anxiously: "Miaoyin, this is..."
"Sister Ye, your uterus is weak in contraction, which has caused bleeding. I'll give you an IV first, and then I'll rub your belly. Please bear with the pain."
"Okay." Ye Lanyin nodded.
She had never doubted Lin Miaoyin's medical skills, and now that the child was born safely, she believed in Lin Miaoyin even more.
Even though she was mentally prepared, when Lin Miaoyin began to massage her lower abdomen, the sudden pain still made her frown and moan softly.
Noticing Lin Miaoyin looking at her, she forced a smile and said, "Don't worry about me, it won't hurt."
Lin Miaoyin tried to soften the movements of her hands as much as possible.
How could it not hurt? When she was working in a hospital before, she had seen a woman who had just given birth screaming in agony when a nurse pressed her abdomen.
Even though she massaged her abdomen over and over again, the blood under Ye Lanyin's body kept increasing, and soon the entire bed sheet was dyed red.
Looking up, Ye Lanyin's originally pale face had lost all color and her forehead was covered with cold sweat.
His eyes were closed limply, almost in shock.
"Yuzu, bring in a basin of hot water." She called outside.
Not long after, Yuzhu entered the delivery room carrying hot water. Seeing the bloody scene in front of her, she was so frightened that she lost her voice and blood dripped from the copper basin in her hand.
After a long while, she asked in a trembling voice, "Princess, this is..."
"Hemorrhage."
"Then, then the Fifth Young Master's wife..."
Lin Miaoyin tidied up the mess on the bed and said, "Don't just stand there, wipe Sister Ye's body."
Most of the drip had been used up, and the uterine contraction-stimulating drugs and coagulation factors that had been injected had taken effect. The amount of blood in Ye Lanyin's lower body had become less and less, and the bleeding had gradually stopped.
"Oh, I'll wipe the body for the Fifth Young Master's wife right away." Yuzhu came back to her senses.
The master and servant were busy when the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside. Lu Zhiyi, with a worried look on his face, rushed to the couch in two steps.
He is a martial artist, and his sense of smell and hearing are more sensitive than ordinary people.
As soon as he pushed open the door of the delivery room, he smelled a strong smell of blood and his heart sank immediately.
"What's going on?" He asked, looking at Ye Lanyin's pale face.
Her face was paler than before and she was unconscious.
Her pale, cracked lips were covered in teeth marks, faintly bleeding, showing what kind of pain she had just endured.
For a moment, Lu Zhiyi's eyes were bloodshot, and he wished he could slap the person who was busy in front of the bed to death.
"Heavy bleeding." Lin Miaoyin did not hide it.
She looked at the worried and angry man in front of the bed and said, "You came at the right time. Help me find some people. I want to check my blood type so that I can give Sister Ye a blood transfusion."
"Why is Lan Yin bleeding so heavily?" Lu Zhiyi asked angrily.
His voice was filled with rage and was so fierce that it shook the sky. The child who had just fallen asleep nearby was suddenly awakened and started crying.
Only then did Lu Zhiyi notice the little guy's existence.
But he looked away after just one glance, seemingly having little interest in his newborn son, and even less concern for the strange insulated box.
His eyes fell on Ye Lanyin again, and he narrowed his eyes coldly, "Are you sure you can save her?"
Lin Miaoyin nodded.
"Okay, I'll trust you again." Lu Zhiyi said and went out to find someone.
In just a few moments, more than a dozen strong young men lined up in the yard, with their arms rolled up, ready to bleed at any time.
"Princess Ning, the people have arrived."
Lin Miaoyin came out of the delivery room and started to draw blood for blood type test.
Blood transfusion is not difficult, but the difficulty lies in Ye Lanyin's special blood type, and it is difficult to find Rh-negative blood in a short time.
After drawing blood from a dozen servants in the yard, she also tested the blood types of Lu Zhiyi, Yuzhu and Mingyan.
"No need to bother, just let me bleed." Lu Zhiyi said as he pulled out the dagger.
When the others saw this, they stepped forward and said, "Princess Ning, spare my blood. I have a lot of blood!"
"Last time, I broke my leg. Thanks to the medicine Young Madam sent me, my leg didn't become disabled. I want to bleed Young Madam to save her and repay her for her kindness!"
For a moment, the yard was full of people who were willing to give Ye Lanyin blood.
Lin Miaoyin was somewhat touched.
Ye Lanyin is a beautiful and kind person, and everyone is willing to risk their lives to save her.
On the other hand, before she came, the original owner had grudges of varying degrees with almost everyone in the palace.
She has been in contact with Ye Lanyin for so many years, but she hasn't learned anything.
Everyone rushed to save Ye Lanyin, but unfortunately no one had the same blood type as Ye Lanyin.
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