When Qi Yang told everyone at Jingtai Medical Center about Ling Hongfei's death, the young woman holding the patient fainted.
Ling'er placed the young woman in the small clinic next door to rest. When she came back, she saw Qi Yang diagnosing the patient's pulse.
"The pulse is very weak, he can't hold on for long." Qi Yang said solemnly.
"If we find other people who are not relatives to exchange blood for him, he may die directly." Ling'er said sadly.
"There is no other way now." Qi Yang said.
"Yes. The child's blood is extremely rare and incompatible with the blood of most people." Ling'er said.
"Have you tried it to confirm that it is the kind of rare blood that you never get?" Qi Yang asked.
Ling'er nodded and said, "But I know who has such blood."
"Who?" Qi Yang asked without thinking.
"Uncle Ji." Ling'er said.
"Ji Cangyu" Qi Yang was a little surprised.
Linger nodded again and said, "I will go back to Jijiazhuang to ask Uncle Ji to come and save people."
"Will he be willing to save people?" Qi Yang doubted .
Ling'er hurriedly explained, "Brother Qi Yang, there is some misunderstanding between you and Uncle Ji. Uncle Ji is actually a very good person."
Qi Yang interrupted impatiently "Stop saying that if you want to find someone, go quickly. The child won't last long."
"Okay, we'll talk about those later. I'm going back to Jijiazhuang first." After Ling'er finished speaking, he hurriedly left.
Qi Yang looked at Ling'er's leaving figure and thought, "It's better for the girl to leave, so as not to be frightened by that bloody scene."
As soon as Ling'er left Beijing At the Thai Medical Clinic, Qi Yang went to ask Du Bo to come over and help.
When Linger returned to Jijiazhuang, Ji Cangyu was not there.
Ling'er was very anxious. She had noticed before that Uncle Ji would go out early in the morning these days, but she didn't know where Uncle Ji had gone.
Ling'er hurriedly went to Ji Lie to ask.
Ji Lie replied, "The master has gone to Yingciao Valley."
"Why did Uncle Ji go there?" Ling'er asked in surprise.
Ji Lie said, "After the master came back from the cliff that day, he had nightmares every night."
"Why didn't he tell me about his nightmares?" Ling'er didn't know this.
"He also specifically told the young master not to tell the matter to the young master, probably because he was afraid that the young master would be worried." Ji Lie said, "In the past few days, before dawn, the master has said that he is going to Yingxi Valley. It seems that he is going to Yingxi Valley." Who are you worshiping?"
Ling'er was shocked again, thinking, "Uncle Ji is going to worship the ghost-faced man in black?"
"It's almost time for the master to come back," Ji Lie said.
Sure enough, as soon as Ji Lie finished speaking, he saw Ji Cangyu coming back.
Ling'er immediately greeted him.
"Ling'er has something to do with me?" Ji Cangyu asked.
Looking at Ji Cangyu’s tired look, Ling’er couldn’t speak for a moment.
"What happened?" Ji Cangyu asked.
"There is a child in Du Bo who has acute jaundice and needs a blood transfusion. And his blood happens to be that rare kind." Ling'er said anxiously.
"Really?" Ji Cangyu was a little surprised. After so many years, he finally met a second person with the same blood as him.
"Yes, can you come with me to save him? He is dying." Ling'er said anxiously.
"Hurry up and leave. Life is at stake." Ji Cangyu said.
But when Ling'er and Ji Cangyu rushed to Jingtai Medical Center, they saw Du Bo holding the child and welcoming him with a smile on his face.
Du Bo said happily, "The child is saved."
Ling'er and Ji Cangyu looked at each other, both surprised.
"The pulse is very stable, and there seems to be no discomfort." Du Bo brought the child to Ling'er for her to take a look.
The child is sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, his expression is so calm, completely different from the crying and fussing before.
Ling'er was just about to check the child's pulse when she noticed that the child's wrist was wrapped in a thick bandage with some scarlet blood stains on it.
Ling'er frowned and asked, "Who changed the blood for the child?"
Before Du Bo could answer, Ling'er ran to the clinic where the child was just now.
But there was no one in the consulting room.
Ling'er only saw a few small pools of blood dripping on the bedside floor, which was shockingly red.
In the consulting room next door, Qi Yang was resting in bed.
When Qi Yang felt less dizzy, he slowly stood up and wanted to leave Jingtai Medical Center before Linger came back.
But when Qi Yang tried to step forward, he saw Ling'er's hurried figure appearing at the door of the consulting room.
"Brother Qi Yang" Ling'er felt great pain in her heart when she saw Qi Yang's pale face.
Qi Yang twitched the corners of his lips and gave Ling'er a feeble smile. He was just thinking about how to speak, when he felt a strong dizziness coming over him while he was distracted.
Ling'er saw that something was wrong and hurriedly stepped forward to help Qi Yang.
Qi Yang tried hard to open his eyes, but felt that the world was spinning even more violently, and finally his vision went dark and he fainted.
Ling'er carefully protected the injury on Qi Yang's left chest and slowly slid to the ground with Qi Yang.
Ji Cangyu, who happened to be passing by the door, saw this scene and was very unhappy. He walked in with a straight face, picked up Qi Yang and placed him on the small bed next to him.
Ji Cangyu looked at Qi Yang's haggard appearance, raised his eyebrows and asked, "He is the one who changed blood for the child."
"Yes." Ling'er nodded sadly and went up. Then he covered Qi Yang with a quilt.
Ji Cangyu was slightly startled and asked, "So is his blood?"
"If not, the child would die immediately." Ling'er said.
Ji Cangyu opened a corner of the quilt in disbelief, pulled up the sleeve of Qi Yang's left robe, looked at the blood stains on the sleeve of the inner coat, and suddenly felt heartache.
At this moment, the boy from the medical clinic hurriedlyHe ran over and shouted, "Oh no, the child's mother is dead."
"What?" Ling'er said in surprise.
"Speak clearly" Ji Cangyu stood up and asked, leaving the heartache just now behind.
The boy's mother said, "The child's mother woke up from her coma at some point and quietly left the hospital. Just now someone fished out a female body from the river, and I happened to pass by and take a look. , that's her."
"She must have committed suicide because she thought the child was hopeless. Why didn't she give us a little more time?" Ling'er said sadly.
Du Bo came over with the child in his arms and said in a deep voice, "This child is really suffering. He just walked through the gate of hell and finally survived. Unexpectedly, he lost him one after another in one day." Parents. How should we live in the future?"
Ji Cangyu suddenly felt deep sadness when he looked at the infant child who didn't know that his parents were no longer alive. Wasn't his child the same? Did he grow up in such a helpless environment?
"From now on, his surname is Ji, and he is my grandson, Ji Cangyu. I will raise him up." Ji Cangyu said.
Ling'er looked at Ji Cangyu in surprise.
"I believe Cheng'er will also be willing to accept this child as his adopted son." Ji Cangyu said.
Brother Jun, Linger doesn’t think so.
Ji Cangyu suddenly thought of the Taoist priest who divined for him outside the Changsheng Temple, saying that he had two sons under his knees, and a grandson was coming soon, and it was better not to have a biological grandson than a biological grandson.
Isn’t a biological grandson better than a biological grandson?
Special instructions
For rare blood types, please refer to rh negative blood type, and for acute jaundice, refer to abo type hemolysis. Some of the discrepancies with modern medicine are purely fictitious.
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