Chapter 567 Si Xue’s Condition and Blood Type
The priest left the Paifei Western Restaurant.
When his cell phone rang, he casually took it out and answered the call, saying in a frivolous tone, "Who is this?"
The priest opened his long legs and sat in the driver's seat. As soon as he inserted the key and started the car, he heard the voice of Si Xue's doctor on the phone.
"Master Si, Miss Si did not receive timely and effective treatment because of her special blood type. The prognosis in the past two years is also very unsatisfactory..."
"We have just diagnosed that she has bone cancer and her condition is getting worse very quickly. When is it convenient for you to come to the hospital and let's talk about the treatment plan..."
Hearing this, the priest's eyes flashed sharply.
He turned the key and the car started.
The priest suddenly threw his phone on the passenger seat, hung up the Bluetooth headset, put it into gear and started, "What else?"
"Also...and..."
The attending doctor no longer spoke in a businesslike tone, and his momentum weakened as the priest pressed him.
The priest sneered lightly, "You'd better say everything you need to say clearly while I'm not standing in front of you... Otherwise, my fists will not be obedient and I will not be held responsible."
The attending doctor shuddered.
He clenched the receiver in his hand, hesitating to say anything else, "This..."
"Say." The priest's tone was cold.
The attending doctor took a deep breath and simply explained the situation, "Ms. Si wants to give up treatment and doesn't want to bear the pain of chemotherapy anymore, so... why don't you come to the hospital as soon as possible."
The temperature inside the car seemed to have suddenly condensed a bit, like an ice cellar that could form window grilles at any time.
The priest held the steering wheel tightly and drove in the direction of Ancheng Hospital. His eyes were cryptic. It was unclear what he was thinking, but he looked particularly cold.
treat?
The priest's red lips curled slightly and he sneered, "You should tell me first if you can find Rhnull's blood donor this time!"
Five years ago, Si Xue was unable to save his legs because of his special blood type. The life he barely had left was so weak that he could be taken away by death at any time.
Now, the doctor is talking to him about treatment again.
But Anseong Hospital couldn't even find a donor for Rhnull's blood, so why bother talking to him about treatment!
"This..." The attending doctor broke out in a cold sweat, "Mr. Si, for chemotherapy, blood is not actually needed."
Si Xue's tumor grew above the amputation site. Considering various reasons, there was really no way to treat her bone cancer through surgical amputation.
The priest narrowed his eyes and threatened, "I don't care whether Xue'er needs blood or not. I will give you three days to find someone with the Rhnull blood type immediately!"
Lest what happened five years ago happen again!
It was clear that she could be saved, even if her limbs were amputated, her body would at least be restored to health... but it was because there was no blood!
The attending doctor raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with the cuffs of his white coat, "Mr. Si, there is indeed a case of a person with this special blood type in our hospital..."
The priest raised his eyebrows slightly and waited for the next words.
The attending doctor also began to break out in cold sweat behind his back. He did not dare to offend the priest and Ye Yuchen, and he would not let Emperor Ancheng's woman donate blood to the younger sister of Si. Besides...
"But she is in the Department of Cardiovascular Medicine and has just been diagnosed with mild heart failure. She may not be suitable for donating blood."
The priest's eyes flashed, "Mild heart failure?"
He subconsciously thought of Mu Wanqing, but on second thought he did not allow himself to accept the information. It seemed that he was extremely repelling the possibility of Mu Wanqing suffering from heart failure.