"Who are they? Why didn't you inform me immediately?" Jonathan looked grim. He didn't mean to blame 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 circular. It's their fault that the escaped prisoner could commit a crime again. They should have been more vigilant!" Jonathan was burning with anger. He could easily have those incompetent 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 blame. 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 relax my mind then. Luke, don't blame yourself. You can't avoid every accident." Cynthia patted Luke's shoulder; he looked grim. Luke took everything to his heart. He was always very meticulous.
"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, 000cc of blood, but he said it wasn't enough.
"600cc 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 successful, 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 blank 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 some complications 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 success 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 success 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 accompany him, some accident might happen, and the nurse would be petrified.
"Mr. Mu, generally we draw anywhere between 200 to 400cc of blood. If you don't suffer from low blood pressure, I suggest drawing 400cc." The nurse hesitated. Jonathan's cold face scared her.
"It's okay. You can draw more. I'm worried 400cc 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 800cc 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 relationship between Jonathan and Edward, but she didn't succeed. She was glad 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 blame. 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 blame anyone." Jonathan wanted to get up, but Cynthia stopped him.
"Lie down. You have just given 800cc 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 obediently laid 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 plan B. " Tom glanced 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 800cc." 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 unforseen accident might have occurred because of the shortage of the blood. As a doctor, it was the last thing that Tom wanted to see.