Chapter 415 Rh-negative Blood


    "Who are they? Why didn''t you inform me immediately?" Jonathan looked grim. He didn''t mean to


    me Luke. He was anxious.


    "Arms dealers. Apparently, they escaped from prison, but the news hasn''t been made public. Mrs. Mu


    put them into prison; hence they were nursing thoughts of revenge." Luke told Jonathan what he knew.


    He really admired Jonathan for his amazing attitude.


    "The cops are useless! They let that prisoner break free. What''s worse, they don''t even issue a wanted


    circr. It''s their fault that the escaped prisoner couldmit a crime again. They should have been


    more vignt!"


    Jonathan was burning with anger. He could easily have those ipetent senior officials fired for


    misconduct.


    Luke opened his mouth, but he didn''t say anything. He felt guilty as he failed to protect Edward. He


    was too ashamed to criticize others.


    "Luke, how is it going? Who is the doctor?" Cynthia frowned. It wasn''t the right time to discuss who was


    to me. She was worried about her son more than anything else.


    "It''s Tom Qin. We haven''t received any update yet." Luke looked Cynthia straight in the eye. He was


    cold to others, but he became gentle in front of Cynthia.


    "I can rx my mind then. Luke, don''t me yourself. You can''t avoid every ident." Cynthia patted


    Luke''s shoulder; he looked grim. Luke took everything to his heart. He was always very meticulous.


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    "Dr. Qin, we don''t have enough blood!" The assistant yelled again, which shocked Tom.


    "I asked you to collect all the Rh-negative blood in the hospital. Doesn''t that suffice? Tom shouted while


    gaping at the assistant. There was 2, 00 of blood, but he said it wasn''t enough.


    "60 was transferred to another hospital some time ago, and the worker at the blood bank forgot to


    update the inventory level." The assistant answered with fear.


    "Why didn''t you tell me that?" Tom closed his eyes in anger. Without blood, his excellent medical skills


    would be of no use.


    "I thought the blood would be enough for the operation, so I didn''t tell you. I didn''t think Mr. Mu has lost


    too much blood before he was brought here." The assistant took a look at Tom and quickly lowered his


    head. He didn''t expected that Tom, who had always been cordial, polite and dignified, would lose


    control of his emotions.


    "Damn it! Hurry up and arrange more blood!" This was the first time that Tom had uttered the four-letter


    word during an operation. Gnashing his teeth in anger, he scowled at everyone present in the room.


    "Okay. I will go right away." A nurse immediately walked out of the operating room. She took the blood


    here, so she had to take some responsibility for the mistake.


    As soon as the door of the operating room was opened, the people waiting outside surrounded the


    nurse.


    "Miss, is the operation over?" Daisy asked anxiously.


    "Is it over? Is my son all right?" Cynthia was nervous. She trusted Tom. If he couldn''t save Edward, no


    one could.


    "My dad''s operation is sessful, right?" Justin jumped with joy, but he was also worried at the same


    time. He had seen on TV that when a nurse suddenly came out of the operating room, it usually meant


    bad news. So he clenched his fists fearfully.


    "The operation is not over yet. Please make way for me. We don''t have enough blood. I have to


    arrange more blood from some other hospital." The nurse had to shout loudly as she was surrounded


    by the crowd.


    "What? You don''t have enough blood? Draw my blood. I''m in good health." Daisy went nk on


    hearing the nurse''s words. She didn''t even consider whether or not her blood type matched Edward''s.


    "Draw mine. I am also healthy." Justin was afraid the nurse wouldn''t believe him, so he rolled up his


    sleeve, eyes wide open.


    "Please be quiet. The patient has Rh-negative blood. Do any of you have the same blood type as him?"


    The nurse rolled her eyes. It was a rare blood type, and very few people had it. That''s why she was so


    anxious.


    "What? Rh-negative blood?" Daisy was stunned. There was a low stock of this blood type. Could other


    hospitals provide it so urgently? In this case, there were someplications in this surgery, which


    meant Edward was in greater danger.


    "Draw my blood. I have Rh-negative blood." Jonathan said in a low voice. His cold tone cheered up the


    others like an unexpected ray of sunlight in the winter, which made them feel warm.


    "Really? Are you sure you have Rh-negative blood?" The nurse breathed a sigh of relief. In that case,


    the sess rate of the operation would be much higher. Without blood, the operation couldn''t be


    continued.


    "I''m his father. I won''t lie." Jonathan looked coldly at the nurse. What a stupid question she had asked.


    "Sorry, I didn''t mean that." The nurse blushed with shame. She didn''t expect that such a young and


    handsome man would be Edward''s father. In fact, no one expected that.


    "Dad, thanks." Daisy thanked Jonathan with tears in her eyes. Jonathan loved Edward, and he really


    cared about him too, but he always kept his feelings hidden.


    "He''s my son." Jonathan frowned dispassionately, but Daisy could feel his care.


    "Please follow me. We don''t have much time." The nurse asked Jonathan to follow her. Every second


    counted in the operation, so that the sess rate of the operation could be greatly increased.


    "Daisy, I''ll go with them. Don''t worry." Cynthia then left with the nurse and Jonathan. She perceived that


    Jonathan might get dizzy after donating blood. Moreover, the amount of blood needed wasn''t known.


    Jonathan was fussy and hard-to-please. If Cynthia didn''t apany him, some ident might


    happen, and the nurse would be petrified.


    "Mr. Mu, generally we draw anywhere between 200 to 40 of blood. If you don''t suffer from low blood


    pressure, I suggest drawing 40." The nurse hesitated. Jonathan''s cold face scared her.


    "It''s okay. You can draw more. I''m worried 40 won''t be enough." Jonathan rolled his sleeve, and


    without hesitation, he extended his arm toward the nurse.


    "Please clench your fist but don''t tighten your muscles." The nurse began to draw Jonathan''s blood


    carefully. It was the first time that she had seen such a noble and reserved man. His handsome look


    attracted her, but she didn''t dare to look him in the eye. She drew 80 of blood as he had insisted.


    The expression in his eyes was frightening as if he would make her suffer if she didn''t continue to draw


    his blood. Unexpectedly, he was all right after his blood was drawn, except for his pale face.


    "Please take some rest here. Don''t get up right away. I will send the blood to the operating room." The


    nurse nodded to Cynthia, who was nervously viewing the whole process. She signaled Cynthia to take


    care of Jonathan. Then she rushed to the operating room.


    "Thank you, honey!" Cynthia had tears in her eyes. For years, she had been trying to improve the


    rtionship between Jonathan and Edward, but she didn''t seed. She was d when Jonathan


    acknowledged Edward as his son in front of Daisy.


    "Sorry. I have been too selfish." Jonathan looked at Cynthia who still looked quite beautiful. He knew he


    had deeply hurt her feelings by rejecting his son. Jonathan had often forced Cynthia to choose between


    him and Edward. Seemingly, he loved her dearly. However, he repeatedly put her through this dilemma.


    "No, I''m to me. I know you don''t want anyone else to share my love for you, but I still went my own


    way. In doing so, I may have hurt you both." Cynthia bit her lip. She always desired the happy life of a


    family of three. She insisted on bringing Edward to this world although Jonathan strongly objected. If


    she had handled things differently, Edward wouldn''t have lived an unhappy childhood.


    "No. To be precise, I hurt you. Let''s go. Let''s go back. It''s not the right time to me anyone." Jonathan


    wanted to get up, but Cynthia stopped him.


    "Lie down. You have just given 80 of blood. Don''t move. If something happens to you, Daisy will not


    be able to bear it. She may seem strong, but I know she''s fragile."


    Jonathan wanted to go back despite Cynthia''s opposition, but after listening to her reasoning, he


    obedientlyid back down.


    "Dr. Qin, the blood is only sufficient for five minutes. Even if we go to the nearest hospital to get the


    blood, it is estimated that it will take about twenty minutes." The assistant didn''t dare to shout again.


    Instead, he reported calmly.


    "Wait a minute. If there is not enough, implement n B. " Tom nced at the blood bag and continued


    to concentrate on what he was doing.


    "Blood! I got the blood!" The nurse ran in excitedly, with the recently collected blood in her hands. Her


    words cheered up everyone in the room. The gloomy atmosphere was swept away.


    "So fast. Have you confirmed the blood type?" Tom had lost confidence in the staff. After the operation,


    he would take necessary measures to discipline them, so that they wouldn''t be careless and sloppy.


    "Yes. It''s the patient''s father''s blood. I have drawn 80." With these words, the nurse dexterously


    suspended the blood bag.


    "In that case, we can use the blood." Tom knew Jonathan also had Rh-negative blood, but he didn''t


    expect that he would do this for Edward. As far as he knew, Jonathan didn''t like Edward and treated


    him like a stranger. However, he quickly came to the hospital tonight, and he offered so much of his


    blood. It was beyond Tom''s expectation.


    His surprising move had bought a lot of time for Edward. Otherwise, some unforeseen ident might


    have urred because of the shortage of blood. As a doctor, it was thest thing that Tom wanted to


    see.