Her head was deeply buried in her knees, and soon, she heard her own muffled sobs.
She dared not cry out loud, fearing that Tang Song would hear, afraid to disturb him. Read full story at novel★fire.net
But she was so sad that if she didn’t cry, she felt she would die of grief.
Outside the emergency room in the corridor, she was all alone, isolated, very desolate.
After an unknown period, the door to the emergency room burst open, and a nurse rushed out, shouting, "Who is the relative of the patient, who is the relative of the patient!"
Mo Ran snapped back to reality, her mind buzzing, thinking something had happened to Tang Song.
"I am!" she tried to stand up, but it took several attempts to steady herself.
"The patient has lost too much blood, and he urgently needs a blood transfusion. Our hospital’s blood bank no longer has his blood type in stock. What is your relation to him, is your blood type the same as his?"
Mo Ran was suddenly stunned and shook her head blankly, "No, I’m not related to him by blood..."
"Then quickly notify the patient’s relatives to come over, immediately, right now!" The nurse’s urgency indicated just how critical Tang Song’s condition was.
Mo Ran felt as if the sky were about to collapse. Tang Song had no relatives at all. Where could she find someone to give him a blood transfusion?
"What blood type is it, do other hospitals have it?" she asked, nearly bursting into tears.
"It’s RH-negative blood, a very rare blood type. Other hospitals’ blood banks also do not have it at the moment."
Mo Yan’s eyes lit up, and she grabbed her hand eagerly, "What did you say? Are you sure it’s RH-negative blood?!"
"I am, I have RH-negative blood, use my blood, mine will do!" The previous despair of Mo Ran turned into tears of joy now.
Thank heavens, the heavens hadn’t closed all paths to her. Her blood could save Tang Song!
"Do you have any diseases? If not, you can come with me to draw blood right now. The patient can’t wait any longer."
"I don’t have..." Mo Ran’s words suddenly stuck.
She wasn’t ill, but she was pregnant...
Last time, the doctor told her that as long as her body was fine, the baby would be fine. But if something was wrong with her, the baby wouldn’t survive...
"How much blood is needed?" Mo Ran asked subconsciously.
A flicker of contempt flashed in the nurse’s eyes, assuming that Mo Ran was afraid of having too much blood drawn.
"The patient has lost a lot of blood, so we will try to collect as much as possible. Of course, the amount to be drawn will have to be with your consent."