Chapter 338 Blood
Chapter 344 Blood
squeak. . .

The car slowly stopped at the entrance of Beihua City Hospital. Outside the gate, Mary was already waiting there. Seeing me get out of the car, Mary hurriedly pushed two medical beds and put Shiho and Conan on them. After pushing them into the hospital gate, she called other medical staff to help. This was also to cover up that I got out of the driver's seat of the car.

Following Mary to the emergency room, after Mary issued a series of orders to the doctors, Conan was pushed into the emergency room by four or five doctors, while Shiho was sent to another room by Mary. Her surgery must have been performed by Mary herself.

"Penetrating wound on the right abdomen. Prepare painkillers, vitamin K1, K3, and Anluo blood. Take the needle and thread, and go get the blood bag. Type A." After issuing a series of orders to the nurse behind her, Mary immediately put on gloves and started working, and began to clean Shiho's wound.

On the other side, I stood aside and stared at the pale, thin-breathing person on the bed without saying a word. In the previous operation, I didn't have much energy to worry about Shiho because I had to devote myself to the operation. When the crisis was resolved and I took emergency measures for her, the anxiety hidden in my heart suddenly burst out.

"I just said I would let you live a happy life as soon as possible, I just said I would take care of you and protect you. But now..." Unconsciously, my fists have been clenched white, but I dare not make any big movements. After all, Mary is still trying her best to save Shiho, I must not disturb her, but the regret keeps surging in my heart. If... I had not agreed to Conan's drawing and followed him directly, maybe there would not be such a result.

Time was still ticking by, but Shiho's heartbeat still hadn't returned to normal, and was still pitifully weak. Looking at the heartbeat recorder, my heart also sank to the bottom.

"Where's the blood bag! Why hasn't it arrived yet!" Mary shouted to the nurse behind her.

"Not yet." The young nurse behind her was startled and said in panic. A genius surgeon came to the core hospital of Mihua City, and that was Marissa. However, this doctor had an extremely weird problem. She always performed her surgery alone. No matter how serious the patient's injury was. There were only a few assistant nurses helping her, and she never worked with other doctors. However, it was such a doctor who successfully completed a major operation that three or four doctors could not complete. This also made her a legend in this hospital. However, as a negative influence, all the nurses who helped her were always terrified, fearing that a patient would not be cured due to untimely surgery, causing them to be held responsible. However, this kind of thing has not happened yet. It's just that the nurses themselves are afraid.

"Hurry up!" Mary frowned and shouted.

"Oh no!" Mary had just finished her words when a reckless nurse walked in. "The boy who was just sent here used up the last two blood bags, and the hospital has no more in stock now."

"What!" Mary was stunned. This was the news she least wanted to hear. And... it was in front of another person.

"Use mine." After understanding the current situation, I took off my black coat and exposed my forearm. "If the blood type is the same, just draw it directly."

"But Bing..." Mary stopped talking in time. She adjusted her mood and shouted to the nurse beside her. "You go out and wait for orders. Leave this to me. Also, mobilize blood banks from other hospitals immediately. Hurry!"

The young nurses didn't dare to say anything more and hurried out. After everyone left, Mary's attitude suddenly became anxious. "Brother Bing, Sister Shirley..."

"Go ahead." I looked at Mary calmly. "Until she is cured."

"yes..."

————The scent of orchids, the scent of lavender, the scent of home & the wings of angels, the wings of demons, the wings of guardians————

Drop... Drop... Drop... Drop...

The tense operating room was filled with silence. Unlike the busy doctors in Conan's operating room, there was only Mary busy at the operating table, Shiho who looked pale and had weak breathing, and... I was sitting aside with a blank expression, but my heart was full of anxiety and worry.

Sizzle...

The needle was slowly inserted into my vein, and bright red blood was immediately drawn out, passing through the catheter and blood bag, and slowly flowing into Shiho's body on the other side. The operation was still going on, but Shiho's face was still as pale as snow. Looking at her haggard face that seemed to have lost its vitality, I couldn't help but frown.

"Sister Shirley's internal organs are slightly displaced but there are no fatal injuries. She just lost a lot of blood. After I suture her, as long as she has enough blood, she will be fine." Mary saw that I looked unhappy and hurriedly comforted me.

"Yeah. Do your best to heal her."

"Yeah." Mary nodded softly and continued with the work at hand.

The oxygen mask was already on Shiho's pale face, and the white mist on the mask flickered, indicating that Shiho was still breathing. Although her breathing was extremely unstable, it told me that the girl lying on the operating table was still alive.

Closing my eyes, I tried to adjust my emotions and breathing to make the blood flow more smoothly. For a moment, the operating room returned to silence again, with only the ticking sound of the heartbeat recorder.

Five minutes, ten minutes. I don't know how much time passed, I only know that when about 400cc of blood was lost, Mary notified me, but when I opened my eyes and looked at Shiho's still pale face, I shook my head and motioned for Mary to continue.

Ten minutes, twenty minutes... Time takes away not only the blood in my body, but also my consciousness.

"Brother Bing, it's almost 600."

"How is she?" When I opened my eyes again, my body had already begun to feel a little uncomfortable. Looking at Shiho's still pale face, I didn't feel the slightest sense of relief.

"I think... I should be able to hold out until the blood bank delivers blood..." "Go on."

"...yes."

My consciousness was fading and my breathing was becoming more and more rapid, which showed that my blood loss was getting more and more serious. However, the person on the bed was still not getting better.

"Brother Bing, you can't smoke anymore. It's already 700CC." Mary spoke again. However, I just closed my eyes and sat quietly beside Shiho. I let my face gradually turn pale and my lips turn purple. I just wanted the sound of the heartbeat recorder to return to normal.

"Continue..." I returned to my silent state. The coldness of my body and the lack of oxygen in my brain almost took away my last consciousness. I don't remember how much time passed. The only thing I remember is that when I was half asleep, I felt the needle in my elbow being pulled out with a "pop". I opened my eyes in confusion and looked at Marissa who was a little shaky in front of me. She seemed to be saying something to me.

"how is she?"

"You're out of danger." Mary held my wound and nodded. "A spare blood bag will be here soon."

"Really?" I couldn't see Mary's face clearly because of my hazy consciousness. I turned my head slightly and used my last bit of strength to look at the person on the operating table whose face had regained some vitality. I wanted to reach out and touch the peaceful sleeping face, but unfortunately... Before I could raise my hand, the person's eyes went dark and he fell down heavily.

. . . . . .

When I woke up again, it was already dark. I sniffed the air and smelled the faint smell of disinfectant and alcohol, and I knew I was still in the hospital.

"You're awake, little brat." Just as I was about to sit up, a mature and deep voice came into my ears. I looked sideways and saw my dad sitting behind the bed. When he saw me wake up, he stood up and poured me a glass of water. "You little brat, are you going to die? You actually drew so much blood for that little girl. Do you think you are a mobile blood bank?" Dad handed me the glass of water unhappily.

"How is she?" I took the cup of water from my father.

"Don't worry." Dad lazily opened the window of the ward, bringing a bit of fresh air to my ward, and said at the same time. "She is out of danger and is now resting. But you, obviously 600cc can save her life, but you still want to draw so much, do you know that if you draw another hundred or so, you will really die. Now finish the blood transfusion, and then go back and have a good rest. I have asked for leave from school for you."

"Um... Oh, okay." I nodded and looked at my left arm. I saw that there was an IV tube connected to my arm, and red liquid was flowing into my body little by little. "By the way, how is Conan?"

"There were only two Type A blood bags left in the hospital, and they had been given to Conan before that little girl. But Conan was seriously injured, and it was Xiaolan who drew another 200CC of blood for him to save him from danger." Dad leaned against the windowsill and was about to pick up a cigarette, but he remembered that this was a hospital, so he put the cigarette in his pocket with a gasp. Then he looked up at me. "What on earth happened to you? Why did those two children suffer such serious gunshot wounds?"

"We... encountered a group of armed bandits while camping. Conan and Ai found them in the stalactite cave and were injured. When I went to look for them, the three bandits opened fire, perhaps because of an uneven division of the loot. So I found them smoothly, stopped a car on the side of the road and sent them back. What happened afterwards..."

"Ah... should I say you are lucky or unlucky?" Dad shook his head, not noticing my lie. "I'm going out to smoke a cigarette and bring you dinner. You can go to sleep first."

"I want to go see the little..."

"Take care of yourself first, you little brat!" Dad glanced at me angrily. "If you continue to disobey me, I will not care about you anymore!"

"Yes..." Facing my angry father, all of a sudden, my confidence seemed to be drained away, and I dared not refute at all.

After my dad left, I lay down again. I was exhausted from losing a lot of blood. I took out my cell phone from the necklace and called Mary. Within two minutes, Mary came over.

"Brother Bing, I'm here." Mary asked as she opened the door.

"Well, thank you for your hard work. How's Shiho?" I asked, turning my head.

"He's out of danger now and is sleeping. He will wake up early tomorrow morning," said Mary.

"Is that so? That's good." After getting Mary's definite reply, I finally felt relieved. This was more powerful than my father's words of comfort. "By the way, Ling..."

"Ling went to Europe some time ago." Mary understood what I wanted to ask. "She will be safe for the next few days."

"Any mission?" I raised my eyebrows.

"No, there won't be any missions in the next three months." Mary hesitated. "Ling... was injured in another mission."

"...What?"

(End of this chapter)