Chapter 290: Matching, isn’t this a disregard for human life?
Lin Miaoyin did not report the cause of Beigong You's illness and the need for a lung transplant directly to Emperor Ming, but first went to find Zhang Miaochun.
She felt that it would be more appropriate for him, the head of the Imperial Medical Bureau, to convey this matter.
After listening to Lin Miaoyin's diagnosis of Beigong You's condition, Zhang Miaochun couldn't help but sigh, "It turns out that there are such strange diseases in this world. Thank you, Princess, for clearing up my doubts. This has broadened my horizons."
After sighing, he couldn't help but ask curiously: "May I ask how the princess wants to get a lung transplant? Do you have any requirements?"
Zhang Miaochun had another worry in his mind. As far as he knew, a lung transplant required opening the abdomen, but could a person still survive after having a new organ removed?
"Nature has requirements. The key to lung transplant matching lies in blood type and lung size."
"Blood type?" What is this?
Lin Miaoyin patiently explained the issue of blood type to Zhang Miaochun, and then said, "I have found that Prince Ning has type O blood. First, we need to select people with the same blood type as Prince Ning, that is, people with type O blood. Secondly, we need to select people whose lungs are the same size as Prince Ning from among these people. Only in this way can we perform a lung transplant for Prince Ning."
"I see." Zhang Miaochun looked like he was learning something.
"The most important point is..." Lin Miaoyin paused, with some hesitation on her face, "A normal person cannot survive without lungs."
Her meaning was self-evident. The person who contributed lungs to Beigong You would die.
Lin Miaoyin said nothing more.
Zhang Miaochun also fell silent.
He had thought of this as early as when Prince Ning mentioned lung transplantation.
If a healthy person's lungs were removed and given to Prince Ning, he would definitely die.
Isn't this a disregard for human life?
But he didn't dare say it.
He knew that as a doctor, he should not treat every life differently.
But Prince Ning is not only the prince and grandson of the emperor, he is also the war king of Beiliang. Beiliang's country and people need him. It is no exaggeration to say that his life is worth thousands of people.
He is in a dilemma!
"Since Prince Ning's illness has been diagnosed and there is a treatment plan, it should be presented to the emperor." Lin Miaoyin said.
Unlike modern times where bodies can be donated, lungs are transplanted after death. If we wait for someone to die naturally before checking whether it is suitable, it will be too time-consuming and laborious, and Beigong You will not be able to survive until then.
Let’s leave this headache to Emperor Ming.
Zhang Miaochun immediately bowed and said, "Princess, you are right. I will report this matter to His Majesty and he will make the final decision."
After Princess Ning reminded him, he understood instantly.
Prince Ning's health concerns the country of Beiliang. How can he make the decision on such a big matter?
Lin Miaoyin knew Zhang Miaochun's ability and made another request, "Oh, Dean Zhang, we need to arrange a few people with type O blood on the day of the operation. If there are any problems during the operation, they can provide blood at any time. So, I have to trouble Dean Zhang to send a group of people over. I'll have someone test their blood types."
"I understand."
Since it concerned Beigong You's life, Zhang Miaochun went to the Imperial Study to meet Emperor Ming that day and conveyed Lin Miaoyin's idea to him.
After listening to this, Emperor Ming was silent for a while, his expression was deep and unfathomable.
Lin Miaoyin's method was the same as the one Gu Ruoxi had used to give him a liver transplant, except that at that time only half of the liver had to be removed, which was not fatal.
No matter how much he disliked Beigong You, he was still his son after all.
Emperor Ming said slowly, "There are many death row prisoners in the prison. Choose a suitable person from among them and give him to Prince Ning. I'll leave this matter to you and Princess Ning."
"Yes, I accept your order."
Hearing Emperor Ming's words, Zhang Miaochun felt relieved. This was a good idea. It didn't require killing innocent people. However...
While breathing a sigh of relief, I couldn't help but sigh.
No matter how much Prince Ning does, he cannot get the emperor's approval. If it were any other prince, how could he be chosen from the death row prisoners?
When Zhang Miaochun told Lin Miaoyin the Emperor's will, Lin Miaoyin was not surprised at all. Regardless of how the Emperor treated Beigong You, she wanted to save people, but she didn't want to take their lives lightly.
After receiving the order, Lin Miaoyin assigned the tasks of drawing blood and taking X-rays to Dingxiang and Xiaodie respectively. After teaching them, she stayed in the mansion to take good care of her pregnancy.
She is now six months pregnant and is not suitable for hard work, let alone exposure to radiation sources.
However, Dingxiang and Xiaodie worked for several days and checked almost all the death row prisoners in the Ministry of Justice, but they could not find a suitable match.
There are not many people with type O blood. Even if they meet the requirements, their lung size does not match. It is either too big or too small. Among dozens of death row prisoners, not a single suitable one was found.
Lin Miaoyin couldn't help but feel a little headache, but she didn't feel depressed about the result.
Matching is difficult in itself. There may be only one suitable person among millions of people, and it is indeed difficult to choose only dozens of them.
But Beigong You’s situation can’t be delayed for too long.
After thinking for a moment, Lin Miaoyin turned her attention to the Dali Temple.
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Dali Temple.
After hearing some rumors, Guo Da, Shaoqing of Dali Temple, went to find Xu Zhe to inquire about the situation. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the flower hall, he saw through the screen a figure leaning crookedly on the Luohan bed behind him.
From the nonchalant posture, one can easily tell who is lying on the couch.
Sure enough, when he walked around the screen, he saw Xu Zhe sleeping lightly on the Arhat bed with an open book resting on his face.
He was slightly surprised. He stayed up here all night again last night?
When did he become so motivated?
Although Guo Da was puzzled, he couldn't bear to disturb him sleep, so he turned around and left.
Just as I reached the screen, I suddenly heard Xu Zhe speak lazily.
"What's wrong?"
Guo Damai retracted his foot and said, "I heard that Princess Ning is screening the death row prisoners in the Ministry of Justice. I don't know what she is doing, but it seems that there is no result. I guess it will be the turn of the Dali Temple soon."
Xu Zhe didn't take it seriously after hearing this, and even changed his posture to be more comfortable. "Although the Dali Temple has a prison, it is only used for temporary detention."
"Once the case is decided, the prisoner will eventually be sent to the Ministry of Justice. There is no need for Princess Ning to come to the Dali Temple. Besides, there is nothing to investigate about the death row prisoners in the Dali Temple. I don't know what the higher-ups are doing all day long."
Unlike Xu Zhe, Guo Da looked a little more relaxed. He spoke out his speculation, "Perhaps Prince Ning wants to investigate something using this as an excuse? Although the emperor did not like Prince Ning in the past, Prince Ning shined at the birthday celebration this time and was praised by the emperor. Perhaps..."
He was somewhat worried about the current situation in the court. "The emperor's attitude towards Prince Ning has changed. We can't be careless. It's better to be safe than sorry."
"I understand. Go and do your thing."
Xu Zhe turned over, obviously not taking it seriously, "I'm tired of reading, I'll take a nap for a while."
Guo Da didn't mind Xu Zhe's attitude. Having worked with him for many years, he knew his temper. Although he seemed to not care, he was very careful. After this matter was told, he would take it to heart.
Just as he was about to leave, a gust of wind blew, and the book covering Xu Zhe's face was blown to the ground with a snap.
Looking at the person who didn't want to move, Guo Da shook his head and kindly bent down to help him pick it up. When he was about to put it back, his eyes accidentally swept across the contents of the book. After seeing clearly what book it was, the corners of his mouth twitched.
"Beauty Scent"?
Looking at the plump and slim beauties, the indescribable erotic scenes, and the obscene songs and lyrics in the book, he threw the book on the table with a twitching mouth and strode away.
He thought this man was reading a serious book.
I really believed his lies!
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