Intertwined Destinies of Bonds

Chapter 130: Three Drops of Blood, 1 minute

Zhuo Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and Lin Qingyuan was also stunned. What did Xiao Wei say?He said Nangong Yu was everything to him?He said his life was less than two years?What's going on?Could it be that Xiao Wei also likes Nangong Yu?Did he already know about his own illness?

"Zhao Zhuang, please, don't hesitate any longer." Yuchi shook Zhuo Zhuang's shoulders, bringing him back to his senses.

Zhuoyou sighed heavily, and said slowly: "Okay, then you need to do a blood type test first."

"Okay." Yu Chigong nodded quickly, pulled him up and rushed into the operating room.

Lin Qingyuan didn't want to think too much, and hurriedly followed, Zhuo Zhuo turned around to see him coming in, and motioned him to lock the door of the operating room.

In the operating room, Nangong Yu was lying on the operating table covered with a white sheet, her head was tilted sideways, she was wearing an oxygen mask, her face was very pale.The trolley next to the operating table was full of bloody surgical equipment, and the trash can in the corner was also full of bloody glass shards. To Lin Qingyuan's surprise, there was only one nurse in the operating room.

"Chen Xi, blood type test." Zhuo Zhuo pointed to Yu Chi Gong, and said to the nurse concisely and forcefully, only then did Lin Qingyuan recognize the nurse as Hao Chen Xi.

"Okay." Hao Chenxi turned on the faucet on the sink by the wall and took a basin of hot water, then took out a new towel from the cabinet on the wall, dipped it in the water, and gently pulled Yu Chigong's little ear to him Wipe off the blood on it.

Ever since Yu Chigong entered the operating room, he had been staring blankly at Nangongyu's bloodless face and kept crying. He didn't even realize that Hao Chenxi was performing a blood type test on him.

"The blood type matches exactly." Hao Chenxi finished the blood type test and showed two test tubes to Zhuoyou.

Zhuoyou checked it carefully, and after confirming that it was correct, he pulled Yu Chigong's arm, wiped off the blood on his arm, then put on a tourniquet, sterilized it with cotton wool, and carefully adjusted the needle to his skin.

I can still vividly remember the scene when I gave Yu Chigong the first needle for blood sugar monitoring. He has a severe fear of needles. As long as needles pierce his skin, it is an extremely cruel mentality for him. Holding the slender needle in Zhuoyue's hands, it seemed to be filled with lead, and it became heavier and heavier, but he must fulfill his duties and promises, rescue Nangongyu, and keep Yuchigong.

He took a deep breath, prayed silently in his heart, "Baby, hold on", then took the needle and gently pierced Yu Chigong's vein.

Yu Chigong stared at the needle pierced into his arm seriously, without any change in expression, Zhuoyue loosened the tourniquet for him, and the bright red blood slowly flowed into the wall mounted on the wall along the slender transparent hose. Blood Exchanger.

Excellence was deeply surprised, Yu Chigong neither cried nor yelled, nor fainted. Could it be that his needle phobia has healed?

The blood exchange instrument beeped twice, and the blood dripped into a finger-thick drip pot along another transparent hose, and then flowed down from the hose connected to the bottom of the drip pot.

Without waiting for Zhuoyue to speak, Hao Chenxi tied a tourniquet on Nangongyu in a well-trained manner, sterilized it with cotton wool, took off the needle cap, saw blood flowing from the needle tip, waited for a second or two, and then inserted the needle into Nangongyu. Jade veins.

Excellence nervously looked at the ECG and EEG on the bedside monitor, and glanced at the drip pot for blood transfusion. It was not until Hao Chenxi said "ready" to him three or four times that he made up his mind to let her go. The tourniquet on Nangong Yu's arm.

The blood in the hose trickled down into the drip pot very slowly, one... two... three...

Desperately slow.

Yu Chigong stared at the dripping pot without blinking, and stared patiently and firmly at the blood drop that was about to fall but refused to fall. After the three drops of blood passed, a sharp pain suddenly surged in his chest, as if a sharp knife had struck him. Opening his little heart, he quickly lowered his head, glanced away, and clenched his fists, desperately suppressing the irresistible dizziness after the severe pain.

"Xiao Wei, let's find another way." Zhuo Zhuo looked at his watch, and it took a full minute for three drops of blood to drip down, which is no different from using his blood. If this continues, Nangong Yu's injury will be delayed .

"No, wait, wait! Give me another minute!" Yu Chigong covered his arms and stood up abruptly, avoiding Zhuoyou, preventing him from pulling out the needle.

"Xiao Wei, sit down quickly, your complexion is not very good." Lin Qingyuan hurried forward to help him, when his fingers touched his arm, he was surprised to find that his body was trembling slightly, he was startled, Quickly asked, "Xiao Wei, what's wrong with you?"

"Sit down, Xiaowei, and I'll show you." Zhuoyue also found out that something was wrong with Yu Chigong, and was a little panicked. The blood was not transfused, and Xiaowei shouldn't have such a reaction. Could it be that he was afraid of needles? After getting sick, you just feel scared now?

Just when the two were flustered by Yu Chigong's reaction, the blood exchange instrument on the wall suddenly beeped, and an alarm sounded. Zhuoyou hurriedly looked back, and saw that the pointer on the exchange instrument was spinning rapidly, and the blood exchange instrument in the dripping pot His blood flowed down like a stream of blood, so fast that he couldn't see the rhythm.

Zhuo Zhuo yelled inwardly, not caring about Yu Chigong, and quickly stood up and pressed the blood exchange device rapidly. After a while, the speed of blood flow slowed down. He exhaled, shook the cold sweat off his forehead, and quietly When God looked at the numbers on the instrument again, he was so frightened that he almost fainted. In 1 minute, Yu Chigong's blood had been transfused into [-] milliliters!

The electrocardiogram and brain waves on the bedside instrument ticked back to normal, and Nangongyu's face turned red, but Zhuoyou didn't dare to turn around to look at Yuchigong, because Lin Qingyuan's panic-stricken cries sounded from behind.

"Little Captain! Little Captain! Wake up quickly! Ahhh!!!! Little Captain!!!"

The moment Yuchi Gong fell down, Lin Qingyuan burst into tears.

"Qingyuan, give me the lieutenant!" After all, Zhuoyou grew up in a medical family and received strict training. No matter what kind of situation he encountered, he could quickly regain his senses and put his responsibilities first, so he After only a moment of despair, he turned around, quickly picked up Yu Chigong from Lin Qingyuan's hands, put him on the bed, then rolled up his sleeves and asked Hao Chenxi to give him an injection and transfuse his blood to Yu Chigong.

Hao Chenxi looked at Zhuozhuo's face flushed with anxiety. Although she was very worried, she didn't dare to object. She immediately gave him an injection and prepared to give Yu Chigong blood transfusion.

"Knock knock knock..."

Hao Chenxi was disinfecting Yu Chigong with cotton wool when there was a rhythmic knock on the door.

Hao Chenxi looked at the door, and Zhuoyou suddenly yelled: "Get out of here! This operating room is in use! Chenxi, hurry up!"

Hao Chenxi was taken aback and didn't dare to vent her breath. Seeing that Zhuoyou didn't continue to scold, she picked up the needle tremblingly, carefully inserted it into Yuchigong's vein, and then loosened the tourniquet, and the bright red blood was exchanged from the blood. The instrument slowly poured into Yu Chigong's body.

"Knock knock knock..."

The people outside the door were unmoved, still knocking on the door calmly.

"What are you knocking on! Get out of here! I'm bothering you!" Zhuoyue cursed again, Hao Chenxi was so frightened that her heart twitched. She grew up, and she had never seen Zhuoyue so worried about anyone.

"Knock knock knock..."

"I'll go and have a look." Lin Qingyuan was afraid that Zhuo Liang would run away, so he quickly wiped away his tears and stood up to open the door. Zhuo Liang wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

The door opened, and a young man with blond hair and a school uniform walked in calmly. When Zhuo Zhuo saw it, he couldn't help being surprised. Isn't this the monitor of Jinshu's class?What is he here for?