Chapter 231: Just bet a game (1)

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Chapter 231 is a bet (1)
Su Shi hung up the phone and took the hand of Song Tingyu and went outside.
Song Tingyu knew that something went wrong, so even the suit jacket did not wear, followed her out of the office, when the two entered the elevator, Su Shi took a hard breath: "Lin Yanhuan said that Vichy fell from the train Down, my head is broken..."
Song Tingyu did not say anything, but the strength of holding her hand was even tighter. He knew that it was useless to say anything now.
The elevator was directly to the underground parking lot. The two men came out of the elevator and sat in the car. Song Ting rushed to the hospital at the fastest speed.
When they arrived, Lin Xiaohuan just sent Song Weixi to the hospital. Lin Shuhuan had just stopped the car. Song Tingyu opened the door and took the unconscious Song Weixi from the back seat of the car.
In addition to Lin Yihuan in the car, there is still a person who helps Song Weixi use gauze to cover the wound in the back of the head.
"Vichy..."
Su Shi saw that he was all blood, and his eyes were dizzy.
Lin Yihuan wants to go forward to check it out, but it is pushed away by Song Tingyu: "Don't touch him!"
Song Tingyu placed Song Weixi on the hand-pushing bed, and the push-bed quickly ran in the corridor of the hospital. Su Shi and Song Ting-yu followed.
The wheel of the hand-pushing bed rubbed against the huge sound from the ground, and it was really necessary to pierce the nerve lines of the human.
This is the longest corridor in Su Shi’s life, and it seems to be never ending.
Finally, I went to the emergency room and needed to check it before I could go to the operating room. Dr. Xu, the usual doctor of Song Weixi, also received a message and rushed over to see the wounds of Vichy's brain, frowning and looking at Su Shi and Song. Court: "How can I not take care of him? The wound is not particularly deep, but the situation of Vichy also knows that people suffering from this disease are very difficult to heal..."
"Dr. Xu, what should I do now?" Su Shi dumbed his voice.
Dr. Xu said to the doctors and nurses behind him: "Arrange the operating room and immediately operate."
Song Weixi was sent to the operating room again to temporarily stop bleeding, but because of his physical condition, it is difficult to stop bleeding, and these need to be handed over to the surgeon.
Soon, Mrs. Song and Song Mingxuan, as well as Gu Dongcheng and Tian Mi have arrived.
Dr. Xu’s people who saw the Song family were basically all together, and they said:
Old lady, Mr. Song, I just had a meeting with several doctors in this area and suggested that Vichy should have surgery now.

"You mean, is his surgery going ahead?" said Mrs. Song.
Dr. Xu nodded. "Vichy has to do this now, but there are certain risks in doing so. Please be prepared..."
They are now talking in Dr. Xu’s office. There is a nurse at the door:
Doctor Xu, let’s go over the operating room...

When everyone rushed to the operating room, the surgeon just opened the door and took a mask to look at everyone: "Who are you blood type AB? And the child is non-relative, he needs a lot of blood transfusion now, our hospital The blood in the blood bank is not enough until the end of the surgery."
Because Song Tingyu is type A blood, and Su Shi is type B blood, so Song Weixi's blood type is AB type.
Tian Mi and Su Shi blood type are the same, Gu Dongcheng does not work.
Now here, only Lin Yihuan and Tang Zichu.
Lin Yihuan looked at everyone: "I am AB type."
"You can't do it." Song Ting frowned and he looked at Tang Zichu: "What blood type do you have?"
"Song total, I am type A."
Therefore, only Lin Shuhuan is suitable.
Informed people know why Song Tingyu did not let Lin Yuhuan give Song Weixi a blood transfusion...
It’s just that it’s a critical moment.
Tian Mi said: "What's wrong with you? Why don't you let Yan Huan blood transfusion? He is AB type, now Vichy is important, what are you doing!"
The surgeon also coughed a little: "I remind you to remind you that there is no time, or we have to wait for us to find it, but it will delay for a long time and is very dangerous for the patient."
Lin Yihuan refused to take care of them and took the initiative to go forward: "Take me to the blood chamber."
Song Ting met his hand with his hand and wanted to stop him. Lin Shuhuan pushed his hand away and his face was very cold: "I don't know what you are hesitating, but you didn't hear the doctor say no time? Is it? Want to see Vichy happen?"
Su Shi took the arm of Song Tingyu and looked at Lin Yuhuan: "I am bothering you."
Lin Shuhuan frowned, and heard the alienation from Su Shi's tone, but at the moment there was no thought to pay attention to it, followed the nurse to the blood chamber.
Tian Mi naturally didn't know what happened in this. From the phone call that Su Shi gave her today, after she learned that Song Weixi was taken away by Lin Biaohuan, her reaction was strange. Now, Ming Ming Lin Huan's blood type and Song Weixi It is the same, AB type, but Song Tingyu wants to stop.
"What's wrong?" Seeing everyone staring nervously at the direction of Lin Shuhuan's departure, Tian Mi came out.
Gu Dongcheng shook her shoulder and pulled her back. She shook her head and motioned her to stop asking. No one now has the mood to answer her question.
Tian Mi nodded and knew everyone's mood.
"But it is a gamble. There is no better way now." Mrs. Song sighed.
Su Shi is still looking at the direction Lin Biaohuan left, obviously he has gone very far, and he can't see the figure at all. Maybe people are already in the blood chamber, she is still watching.
Song Ting met her shoulder and leaned her face in her arms. Both of them did not speak.
Lin Biaohuan took the blood back. He pulled the sleeves of his arms and pressed the position of the needle with one hand. He glanced at everyone and didn't leave. Instead, he sat on the side and waited until Song Weixi was fine.
The operation is still going on. First, Song Weixi will stop the wound. After that, another operation will be carried out to transplant the hematopoietic stem cells into his body.
The cord blood collected from the child who died before will come in handy.
Su Shi sat next to him and looked at him: "Thank you."
Lin Yihuan will take the cotton swab at the wound position and throw it on the side of the trash can, pulling down the sleeve: "I don't like you and me to say these two words."
Su Shi was silent and did not speak.
"I don't know what happened to you today, maybe it is blaming me for not taking care of Vichy?" Lin Biaohuan whispered: "I am sorry, Vichy was brought out by me, but now he is hurt, hey, you How can I blame me, but what is your attitude just now? Only I can give Vichy a blood transfusion, obviously you are hesitating..."