Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

After hearing this, Ye Liang frowned.

She thought that Ye Shuyun just touched him somewhere, but she didn't expect it to be so serious?Blood transfusion and bone marrow matching?
But at this time, there is no time to ask more questions, so I can only draw blood according to the doctor's order.

Fan Xiaozheng naturally accompanied her there.

At this time, maybe the doctor wasn't there, and it was a little girl in a nurse's uniform who was going to draw her blood.

When the nurse saw her, she subconsciously raised her eyes.

After all, it was an extremely beautiful face!The hospital was originally white, but her fair skin was inferior in front of her.

"Are you responsible for drawing my blood?" Ye Liang asked.

The nurse nodded and took the blood pressure cuff, "Please stretch out your hands and roll up your sleeves."

Ye Liang did as he did, but saw that the nurse was still slow to do anything.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

The nurse looked at her hands in embarrassment.

Her hands are really too delicate, the skin is thin and white, without any blood vessels, and the wrists are also very thin, so it will be a bit difficult.

"It's okay, you stick." Ye Liang seemed to see the other party's concerns.

The nurse just smiled, patted her arm, and gave the needle.

"Hiss!" Ye Liang obviously felt the pain and couldn't help taking a breath.

The little nurse also shook her hand, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Sure enough, it was crooked.

Ye Liang didn't speak, but it was really painful. She looked back at the place where the needle was inserted, the blood was not drawn out much, but she felt that her flesh was being sucked and torn.

Only one more time.

The nurse changed the needle tube and the blood collection device, but because of one failure, she was even more frightened.

Again, failed.

It's not that Yeliang can't stand the pain, but at this moment, his mood is complicated, and the pain just feels like it hits the heart directly.

"Would you know it?" Fan Xiaozheng on the side turned black after all.

The little nurse was so frightened that she didn't know what to say, so she kept apologizing.

But Ye Liang's arms were bleeding from both needle ports, Fan Xiaozheng took a cotton swab to help her hold it down, and said coldly, "No more."

She forced a smile, how could she not smoke?
I don't know what the biological father is like. How he ignored her daughter in the past, but now he is in a coma, and his life is the most important thing.

"Switch with another hand." She stretched out her other hand to rest on the table.

The man stared at the nurse with gloomy eyes, and the little nurse was about to cry, "I... I actually just went to work, and I've never seen a hand like yours..."

It was not so difficult to practice acupuncture before, although this is a good opportunity, but there is a black-faced sculpture next to it staring at it.

"No more smoking!" Fan Xiaozheng was unhappy again, "Let Mrs. Ye and Ye Shuang come."

He really didn't want to let Ye Liang continue pumping. When such a thick needle poked into her slender arm, there was always an illusion that it could penetrate her entire arm, and it hurt even looking at it.

"Look at your life for so many years, maybe you are not your own father, let him kiss your daughter." The man said in a calm voice, and the cotton swab he was pressing was already soaked with blood.

Only then did the brows tighten even more, why is it so difficult to stop the bleeding?

Ye Liang looked at him, and said softly, "My platelets are relatively low."

Fan Xiaozheng paused when he changed the cotton swabs, his chest suddenly sank, and he remembered the last night at the gate of Seven Oaks Villa.

No wonder.

The back of her hand was scratched by the tiles of the flowerpot, and she was able to bleed on the ground.

The man's complexion became more and more serious, his lowered eyes looked at her thickly like ink, his voice became even deeper, but with a bit of gentleness, "I won't smoke tonight, I'll ask someone to ask Other hospital blood banks, huh?"

Ye Liang shook his head, "Since the doctor said that, then there is no reserve."

Having said that, she really didn't know Ye Shuyun's blood type.

The blood was drawn in the end, maybe the doctor over there waited anxiously and sent another person over, but Ye Liang still received two injections.

When she returned to the operating room, the bleeding from the needles in her two arms hadn't stopped, and her sleeves couldn't be put down.

Fan Xiaozheng's face naturally couldn't get better.

"What are you doing?" Ye Liang was standing upright, but Fan Xiaozheng leaned over, stood in front of her and opened the skirt of his coat, wrapping her in half like a chicken hatching.

In the end, Ye Liang realized it and stepped back, "The arms are not so sensitive to temperature."

In fact, she doesn't care whether it's cold or not.

Surgery is still going on.

But the doctor opened the door again and came out, just as the nurse hurried over from the other side and said, "Doctor Yang, it doesn't match."

After hearing this, Dr. Yang looked back at Yeliang, "Is there anyone else in your family? Who is B-negative blood?"

Ye Liang shook his head, "I don't know, they are still abroad."

It turns out that Ye Shuyun has type B negative blood.

Hers is not suitable, so I can only call Shen Shuyuan again, but it is estimated that they bought the fastest flight and have already turned off the phone.

After hanging up the phone, she looked at Fan Xiaozheng.

It's not impossible for her to get the blood type as soon as possible, but she can't do these things in front of Fan Xiaozheng.

"Do you want to go back and rest first?" Ye Liang asked.

The man only moved his thin lips, and said two simple words: "No problem."

After a while, Fan Xiaozheng looked at her, "What's your second uncle's blood type?"

Ye Liang was stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it, she didn't seem to know which blood type her second uncle was, let alone someone else's, she didn't even pay attention to her own.

But letting the second uncle come from Nanlin City is better than Shen Shuyuan and the others coming back from abroad.

So she immediately called her second uncle, Ye Shuchi.

"Hello?" Ye Shuchi's voice sounded like he was still asleep, as if he was still walking.

"You just came home from the construction site so late?" Ye Liang understood his style of doing things.

Sure enough, the person on the other end smiled, "Calling at this time, what's the matter?"

Ye Liang nodded, "He is in the hospital for emergency treatment." At the end, he added a title: "My father. He may need a blood transfusion. I want to ask what your blood type is."

Ye Shuchi frowned, and stopped, "Blood transfusion, is it serious?"

Then he said: "I don't have the same blood type as him... Shouldn't hospitals have blood banks? What did the doctor say?"

Ye Shuchi has type O blood.

After hearing this, she said in a slightly relieved tone, "Don't worry, I will find a way here. It's so late, Second Uncle should go back to rest and contact you tomorrow."

At that time, Yeliang also thought of grandpa, but he didn't have to think about it at all, his old man was not suitable for blood transfusion no matter what blood type he was.

I had no choice but to look at Fan Xiaozheng and said, "I'll go out and make a phone call, you can watch for me and see if there's anything going on."

At night, even if she has invisible connections, she still has to make several phone calls.

So it took almost 10 minutes before I returned to the operating room.

At that time, Fan Xiaozheng had already called Mei Shurang, and it happened that Mei Shurang came back.

"Hello?" The man answered without hesitation.

On the phone, Mei Shao frowned and said: "I just inquired. I just wanted to spend a little effort to find out if I can open a special passage, but they said that the blood has already been sent there?"

Hearing this, Fan Xiaozheng frowned slightly, and glanced at the woman who had just returned.

Sure enough, a nurse came to inform that the blood transfusion issue was temporarily resolved, so that the family members did not need to worry too much.

Yeliang nodded, without much surprise or surprise.

Fan Xiaozheng looked at her, "Did you ask someone to adjust the blood?"

Since he had asked this question, she could only nod her head.

Seeing him staring at himself, he explained: "My grandfather and my mother are both engaged in medicine, and there are more people who know this field."

Such a statement seems to make sense.

It is true that the Duan family has always made great achievements in medicine, but it is a pity that Duan Lingxue is a girl and did not inherit the mantle, so the Duan family is still in decline.

When Ye Shuyun was pushed out from the operating room, it was already past two o'clock in the morning.

At that time, Ye Liang met the person who had an accident with Ye Shuyun.

In the car accident, both parties were in a similar degree, and both were also in a coma.

Fan Xiaozheng took her back to the Bauhinia Garden.

What happened to Ye Shuyun didn't affect her too much, except for the four pinholes on her arms, which made her afraid to move around at night, so she didn't sleep very well all night.

Waking up early in the morning too.

"Tuk tuk!" There was a knock on the door lying on the side.

Fan Xiaozheng stood outside the door, and she walked in as soon as she opened the door.

The thick eyebrows were slightly twisted, "Why don't you sleep more?"

She didn't say anything, combed her long hair, went to find a suit of clothes to change, saw him staring at her, so she had to look at him, "What's wrong?"

Fan Xiaozheng stood there wearing a silver-gray nightgown, looking extremely slender.

His eyes fell on her face, deep and dark.

Yeliang knew that he must have something to do, otherwise he wouldn't have come over early in the morning and looked at her with such eyes.

"What's going on at the hospital?" she asked.

The man smiled helplessly, "What happened to Ye Shuyun, do you think I care?"

makes sense.

At the end, I heard him ask abruptly: "What's your mother's blood type?"

Ye Liang shook her head, she suddenly realized that she really didn't know anything about the blood types of everyone in her family.

It's like I've never heard of it before.

Fan Xiaozheng seemed to be wondering about this too.

She had no choice but to say: "When I cut my wrist and almost died, I only knew that I had a blood transfusion when I woke up, and I have never seen a case."

Naturally, he didn't care about blood type.

"Medical examinations are required for school and work, but you don't know your blood type?" Fan Xiaozheng said.

"..."

Sure enough, she didn't know.

The man said in a low voice: "You took blood last night, and the test result was type O."

After a pause, he continued: "Your mother is type AB."

"How do you know my mother...?"

In the middle of speaking, she suddenly stopped and looked up at Fan Xiaozheng.

Of course, Ye Liang also has basic knowledge of biology. Ye Shuyun has type B negative blood, and her mother has type AB blood. How could she be type O?
The two of them didn't speak for a long while.

In the end, Ye Liang smiled slightly, "It's not funny."

Perhaps, the mother's blood type was wrong.

Fan Xiaozheng didn't say anything, but spoke softly, "Go down and have breakfast, and I'll take you to the hospital."

She nodded.

During breakfast and on the way to the hospital, both of them were quiet.

When she arrived at the hospital, Ye Shuyun was still awake, and there was nothing she could do.

So I took the time to find a doctor.

"Miss Ye, you don't have to worry too much..." The doctor thought she was here to find out about Ye Shuyun's situation.

But Ye Liang asked directly: "I want to know what blood type I tested last night?"

Of course the doctor remembered, "Type O."

She forced a smile and thanked him politely.

It is even easier to check the blood type of mother Duan Lingxue. Although the Duan family has declined, they have funded many hospitals in the past, and Duan Lingxue was in the hospital all the time before his death.

Ye Liang stood by the window in the corridor and made a few phone calls.

Fan Xiaozheng didn't go over there, seeing that she didn't move for a long time after finishing the call, he already guessed the result.

He told her not to draw blood last night to ensure that Qi Ye Shuyun was not his real father.

I didn't expect it to be a prophecy!
"Where are you going?" When Fan Xiaozheng raised his eyes, she had already come to the front and continued to walk forward.

"I'll go by myself." Yeliang didn't answer him, but said this.

Fan Xiaozheng followed, but the elevator was about to close and he stretched out his hand to block it, saying: "I don't need to follow you, but let Shengchun take you, and I go to the company?"

She nodded.

The man looked at her for a while, and finally retracted his hand.

When Yeliang arrived at the entrance of the hospital, he received a message from Fan Xiaozheng: [Call me if you need anything. 】

She didn't reply.

After getting in the car, she said, "Go to Anxin Nursing Home."

The nursing home where old man Ye lives.

When she arrived, the nurse said that he had just brought the old man back to bask in the sun, and that the old man was in the ward right now.

Ye Liang only knocked twice before pushing the door open.

Seeing the old man sitting on a chair, he still likes the position by the window, with the prepared fruit plate in hand.

"Grandpa." Ye Liang walked over.

The old man turned his head slowly, and when he saw clearly that it was her, a soft smile gradually appeared in his eyes.

The tongue is not very sharp, and the speech is vague, "Is Liang Liang here?"

She smiled a little forcedly, took a chair, and looked at him.

When the old man was stared at by her like this, he smiled, "What's the matter?"

Ye Liang was considering whether to talk about Ye Shuyun's car accident, thought about it, and skipped it.

Just said: "Grandpa, do you know that my mother has type AB blood?"

The expression on the old man's face suddenly froze.

It was already difficult for the old man to manage his facial expressions, so it became more and more obvious.

She tried her best to speak in a gentle tone, "I remember, when I was a child, my family never mentioned the blood type. It was intentional, right?"

She said: "Grandpa, I am very calm, just curious..."

"My father is not him, who is that?"

Her father was not Ye Shuyun.

This realization didn't seem to make her very sad, and she was even a little fortunate.

The man who was very cruel to their mother and daughter from the beginning of the memory, and even the man who never cared a word when Shen Shuyuan treated her badly was not her father, and she had nothing to be sad about.

only……

Whose child is she?
The old man looked at her for a long time, moved his lips several times, but still didn't say a word.

The only thing Yeliang can think of is grandpa.

Grandpa is gone, and mother is gone, and the only person who can understand the situation is this person in front of him.

But the old man didn't tell her anything in the end, Ye Liang didn't dare to press her, so he talked with her for a while, and said goodbye after eating some fruit.

I stood at the gate of the nursing home for a long time.

Before, she felt like a person without a home.

It turns out, no, she is indeed a homeless person.

The cold winter wind blew past my feet, so lonely that a trace of dust swirled up, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

She smiled inexplicably, suddenly not knowing who she was.

Then I remembered that day when I went to the park, on the other side of the phone, the man asked her what was the relationship with Duan Lingxue?
Ye Liang suddenly doubted whether her mother was close to her or not.

"Ma'am." Sheng Chun interrupted her thoughts, "Sir said that I will have dinner with you."

She nodded, then stooped and got into the car.