There had been a few missed calls on his phone, including hers and Yi Ling’s. The rest were from numbers that Yan Huan didn’t recognize. She put his phone down.
He must have gone out for a short while. Isn’t this a good time to take a bath and dress herself up?
How could she forget about that? She quickly connected her phone to the charger and went for a bath.
At this point, she had no way of knowing that Ye Shuyun was sitting stupidly on a bench outside the emergency room in a hospital.
“It’s going to be alright. I’m sure of it,” consoled Mama Lei. “Didn’t you get someone to read Lu Yi’s fortune when he was little? The fortune-teller said that he had a unique fortune, that he would live a turbulent but affluent life, and that he will meet a crucial person who would save him from danger. He’s going to be okay. Think about it, he recovered just fine even after getting stabbed last time, didn’t he? Nothing will happen to him this time too, right?”
She suddenly broke into tears herself.
Lei Qingyi was at his wit’s end trying to comfort the two of them at the same time. He also had to inform Uncle Ye and Lu Jing, and he dared not reveal it to the two seniors of the two families.
Sr. Lu and Sr. Ye were both old and frail, and they would definitely fall ill from anxiety if they heard about this.
They could only pray for Lu Yi’s safety, and that he would recover from his wounds, even if he had to live as a cripple. She was Ye Shuyun’s only son, and the next-in-line for the Lu Family. If Lu Sr. knew that he was the one that brought harm to Lu Yi, he wouldn’t be able to handle the blow.
No one had expected this to happen.
The operation was still ongoing, and Lu Yi’s status remained unknown.
That’s when the door of the adjacent operating room opened. “Miao Xinyuan, is Miao Xinyuan’s family members here?”
Ye Shuyun was going to rise, but her face darkened at the mention of the name.
Ye Chuji quickly went up to the surgeon. Miao Xinyuan was with Lu Yi when the accident happened, so the Ye Family had to be responsible for her too.
“How is she?” asked Ye Chuji stiffly. No one knew how the accident happened, and the police were still investigating, but no matter the reason, she disliked Miao Xinyuan all the same.
“She’s safe now. Other than a slight concussion, there aren’t any major issues,” said the surgeon. The doors to the operating room opened, from where a surgical bed was pushed out. Only it was Miao Xinyuan, not Lu Yi.
How lucky for her, the driver, to only get a slight concussion.
While Lu Yi’s condition remains unknown.
“It has been so long, could he be dead?” Qin Xiaoyue whispered to her son. “I heard that he was bleeding like a fountain when they extricated him. I don’t think he’ll make it through.”
Lu Qin’s lips curved upwards as he looked at the shut doors of the operating room. There was a trace of excitement in his eyes.
Yes, that’s how it should be. Please die. In the future, the Lu Family will belong to only me. Tell me, how could God be so unfair?
Why do you have everything while I grow up living in your shadow? Aren’t you very capable? Aren’t you very tenacious? Didn’t you survive even after getting stabbed? I’m going to see how you make it through this after losing so much blood…
RH-Negative AB blood, the rarest blood type in the world…
His smile grew wider, the light in his eyes brightening.
That was when someone banged open the door of the operating room, from which emerged a nurse.
“You must be the patient’s relatives. The patient has lost too much blood and is in dire need of a blood transfusion. His blood type is RH-Negative AB blood, which is very rare. We have searched all the nearby hospitals for spare blood, but we couldn’t find any. Does anyone here share the same blood type as him?”
Ye Shuyun heard a loud buzz in her head as the light went out of her eyes.
RH-negative AB blood, where could they hope to find it? None of them had it despite being Lu Yi’s relatives. His blood type was too rare.
What to do, what to do…
Ye Shuyun couldn’t think straight or see clearly.
“Say something?!” said the nurse anxiously. “The patient is in dire need of blood! Are you even his family members?”
Lei Qingyi pulled at his own hair. None of them had the same blood type as Lu Yi. Otherwise, why would they be sitting around and listening to her yell?
“I’ll try asking He Yishan.”
He got his phone out and made a call to He Yishan.
“Find blood? How?” said He Yishan. His voice went up an octave when he heard about Lu Yi running into an accident. “Don’t you know his blood type? It’s Rh-negative AB blood for God’s sake! Rh-negative AB blood!”
“Shut the fuck up and get to it!” yelled Lei Qingyi, livid. His thunderous voice shook the walls of the hospital.
And what could He Yishan do? He tried his best to look for blood, but Lu Yi’s blood type was just too rare.
Lei Qingyi was like a cat on hot bricks, but there was nothing he could do but wait.
His phone rang again. Cursing, he took the call. His cursing stopped when he saw the caller’s name. He took the call and walked to a desolated area.
“Weren’t you going to eat dinner with me, Lei Qingyi? Where’s the food? And you?” asked Yi Ling, who was lying famished on the sofa. She had been waiting for a few hours. Where did he go? Don’t tell me he had dinner himself!
“I’m sorry, Yi Ling. Something happened, so I can’t go today,” said Lei Qingyi, wiping the sweat off his face. He turned to look at the shut door. A lump formed in his throat as tears rolled down his cheeks. Fuck, what am I doing? He’s not even dead, why am I crying? He’s going to be fine.
“What’s wrong? Are you alright?” Yi Ling sat up when she heard Lei Qingyi’s whimpering noises.
Lei Qingyi wiped away his tears, unsure of what to tell her.
“Lu Yi got into a car accident and is still in the emergency room. His blood type is Rh-negative AB, a very rare type. I couldn’t find any spare blood for him now. Oh god, what should I do?”
Car accident? Rh-negative blood?
Yi Ling’s eyes widened. “RH-negative AB blood?”
That can’t be true, right? That blood type is rare even among Rh-negative blood types.
