As soon as Qian Hongbo was taken away and his injuries were treated, Yu Changxi came over again.
He searched the inpatient department for a long time, but could not find Yu Changle and Meng Jiu'an. He also went to the nurse's desk to ask, but he did not find that an injured person named Yu Changle was admitted to the hospital.
Just as he was wondering if they had gone home after the examination and there were no problems, he turned around and met Bo Ling at the hospital gate. Only then did he hear that Meng Jiuan was in the emergency department.
Yu Changxi suddenly panicked. When he saw his sister at the factory gate, he thought she was just frightened and did not notice the injury, so he stayed with Bo Ling to guard the prisoners and wait for support.
Why was he sent to the emergency department in the blink of an eye?
He hurried to the emergency department and saw Meng Jiuan standing like a statue in front of the emergency room door:
"Brother-in-law! Where is my sister? What happened to my sister?"
Meng Jiuan turned around, with a rare look of confusion on his face:
"Your sister... suffered internal injuries, and the doctor is performing an operation..."
It was rare for him to be so unconfident when speaking, and he sounded arrogant. Yu Changxi became more and more panicked:
"Surgery?! How could she suffer internal injuries? Wasn't she fine just now?"
In a hurry, he grabbed Meng Jiu'an, but he almost pulled Meng Jiu'an down.
Meng Jiu'an staggered two steps to steady himself, feeling numb all over his body.
The last time someone around him passed away was fifteen years ago. He was still young at that time. He only remembers crying for a few days. After that, life became more and more difficult, but he didn't leave much in his heart. Trauma and painful memories.
Not like today...
Yu Changxi held him nervously, trying to help him sit down on the bench: "Brother-in-law, are you okay?! You sit down first."
Meng Jiu'an shook his head, his eyes dim: "I'm fine, I'm right here, waiting for your sister."
His eyes stayed on the door of the emergency room, which made Yu Changxi's eyes sore.
My sister has been suffering for so many years and finally married her brother-in-law. It's rare that the relationship between the two is so good. How could this happen?
"Snapped!"
The door to the rescue room opened again, and Zhang Siyuan shouted anxiously toward the door:
"Are there any O-type spare blood bags? Send some to the emergency room. The patient is bleeding heavily! Hurry!"
Meng Jiu'an felt as if someone had hit his head with a hammer, and felt dazed for a while. He watched the nurses running around him in a hurry, and grabbed one of them:
"What do you mean? There's not enough blood? Can you use mine?"
Yu Changxi was also extremely anxious: "Mine, use mine, I am her biological brother, mine can definitely be used!"
The nurse didn't have time to explain and pointed to the laboratory window: "Go over there and check your blood. Only type O blood will do!"
After saying that, he hurried away. The O-type blood bag in the blood bank was in urgent need. The remaining 500 ml were sent to the emergency room. Doctor Zhang still said it was not enough!
She had to quickly report the situation to the director and see if some emergency response could be urgently transferred from other hospitals.
A late-night call was made to the dean's home. The dean heard about the situation and immediately made arrangements. On the one hand, he asked people to contact the blood banks of hospitals in surrounding counties and cities for support. On the other hand, he called for blood donations within the hospital to provide type O blood and send it to the emergency room as soon as possible.
At one o'clock in the morning, the hospital's loudspeaker sounded unexpectedly, and everyone was startled.
When it became clear that he was donating blood to the injured military wife, all the family members and medical staff of the patients who knew they had type O blood came.
People in this era are pure in heart. They believe in the party and the soldiers. They know that today’s stable and peaceful life was obtained by countless soldiers with their lives, blood and tears. Therefore, the people’s soldiers are the most loved people by the people. How can they treat military wives to death? Not to save?
In the blink of an eye, a long queue formed outside the laboratory department, and many family members who had never had their blood type checked came to line up for a blood test, hoping to do their part.
At one o'clock in the morning, the hospital was actually more crowded than during the day.
Soon, due to people's enthusiastic donation of blood, O-type blood bags began to be sent to the emergency room one after another.
Meng Jiuan, who had just learned that his blood type did not match, was deeply moved by the scene in front of him before he had time to feel upset.
With tears in his eyes, he gratefully saluted the common people who he had never met but came to donate blood. Nothing made him more determined than this moment to realize his ideals when he joined the army. It was worth even throwing his life and blood for these kind-hearted people!
The lights in the rescue room finally went out and the moment the door opened, Meng Jiuan saw a trace of relief on Zhang Siyuan's face.
He stepped forward quickly, his eyes full of anticipation, but he didn't dare to open his mouth.
Zhang Siyuan looked a little tired, but a reassuring smile slowly appeared on his face:
"Don't worry, the operation was successful."
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Yu Changle, who was not yet awake, was sent to the intensive care unit and was taken care of by specialized nurses. Family members were not allowed in to accompany him.
Yu Changxi advised Meng Jiu'an to go home and rest, and then change shifts with him after he had rested.
But Meng Jiu'an couldn't worry about Yu Changle, so he asked Yu Changxi to go home and bring some daily necessities the next day.
He himself was sitting on the bench at the door of the intensive care unit. Once Yu Changle was in any condition, he would know immediately.
When Yu Changxi came the next day, Meng Jiu'an was still sitting in that position, his eyes were red, green stubble appeared on his chin, and he looked quite haggard.
As long as there were nurses coming in and out for rounds, he would ask about Yu Changle's condition, and he didn't close his eyes all night long.
Compared with physical fatigue, mental worry was the main reason why he seemed to be in low spirits.
After a while, Bai Chuan also came after hearing the news.
Originally, Bai Chuan was still arguing with him because of Bo Ling's use as bait, but when he heard Bo Ling come home and tell him what happened last night, he rushed over without stopping.
Bai Chuan frowned and glanced at Meng Jiu'an who had his head lowered, then turned to ask Yu Changxi:
"How is your sister?"
Yu Changxi was relatively calm: "The doctor said the operation was successful. As long as the three-day danger period after the operation has passed, there should be no problems."
The big stone hanging in Bai Chuan's heart has fallen to the ground. It's good to be alive!
On the way here, he remembered that Bo Ling told him that Yu Changle had been sent to the emergency room for surgery, and that Meng Jiuan was in a state of disregarding discipline and wanted to kill people, and he was worried to death.
The authorities are obsessive, but onlookers are clear. He had long seen that Meng Jiuan had an unusual feeling for Yu Changle, but he never expected that this prick would be so attracted to him if he didn't stop, but he would be so attracted to her once!
As long as a person is alive, everything has a chance. If Yu Changle really has some shortcomings, he is really afraid that Lao Meng will not be able to get out!
Baichuan felt confident, and his tone became a little more relaxed:
"That's good. The doctors said it was very successful, so there must be no problem. Your sister has her own destiny, so she will be able to thrive!"
Seeing that Meng Jiu'an still lowered his head and ignored him, he didn't care and said to him:
"Before coming, I went to the military area to help you ask for leave for the political commissar. It only lasts three days. I have to return to the army before the arms race. I have tried my best..."
"Thanks."
Meng Jiu'an squeezed out two words from his throat, his voice was extremely hoarse.
