Extraordinary pedigree

Chapter 631 Flower of Blood and Bone·Blood Plague II

Xia Xiu filled out the form and handed it back to Emily.

She took the form, looked it over carefully, and then motioned for Xia Xiu to follow her to a small cubicle for detailed health questioning.

In the cubicle, Emily continued to ask, "Have you had any cold, fever or other symptoms of discomfort recently? Have you taken any medicine? Have you had any tattoos or piercings in the past few months that may affect blood donation?" activity?"

Finally, she seemed to have thought of something and explained it specially:

"This is not discrimination against tattoos."

"There are clear regulations on blood donation for tattoos. Because the tattoo process involves needle puncture of the skin, if the tattoo tools or ink are not strictly sterilized, it may lead to infection of blood-borne diseases such as AIDS, hepatitis B, hepatitis C, etc. Although regular and hygienic tattoo shops will take appropriate disinfection measures, the risk still exists.”

"Infectious diseases may have no obvious symptoms during the initial infection, but the virus can lie dormant in the body. Therefore, even if the person with a tattoo feels healthy, he or she may still carry the infectious virus."

"Not only the federation, but also most countries and regions in Terra require that you need to wait for a period of time after getting a tattoo - usually ranging from 6 months to 1 year - before donating blood."

Listening to Emily's tactful words, Xia Xiu listened carefully for a while and only heard these few words between the words - unclean.

"I'm a clean, good person and don't have that kind of thing."

Xia Xiu said, raising his right hand where the [Seal of Ion] would appear when performing the Sarkic Technique, and said to the nurse, indicating that there was nothing wrong with him.

"Then you go over there and do a simple physical examination."

The physical examination was quick, including body temperature, heartbeat, blood pressure, blood sugar, and hemoglobin.

During this period, Xia Xiu was very cooperative. Of course, the above test data were what he wanted the other party to see.

If you really want to test these, extraordinary people will be able to play tricks.

Emily nodded after recording, "Okay, depending on your situation, you can donate blood. Please follow me, and we will arrange a comfortable seat for you to collect blood."

Xia Xiu followed Emily to the blood collection room. Emily found a comfortable chair for Xia Xiu to sit down.

Then, she prepared the blood collection equipment for him and explained softly, "The whole process will take about 10 to 15 minutes. You just need to relax. If you feel any discomfort, please feel free to tell us."

Xia Xiu nodded and relaxed on the back of the chair.

He sat down on a comfortable chair, and Emily carefully adjusted the angle of the back of the chair for him so that he could lie down more relaxedly.

She took out a blood pressure monitor and deftly tied it to his upper arm.

Then, Emily disinfected the inside of Xia Xiu's arm and wiped the skin with an alcohol cotton ball. The cool feeling made Xia Xiu shiver slightly.

She took out a long, thin needle and said softly, "Now we are going to perform a venipuncture. You may feel a little sting, but it will go away soon."

"Can I ask, after donating blood, where are these blood packages usually kept? Who is responsible for taking care of them?"

Xia Xiu asked calmly.

While he was asking questions, Emily was slowly inserting the needle into his vein. From a microscopic perspective that the other party could not see, it was not the needle that pierced Xia Xiu's skin, but the skin on his hand that opened automatically. Open and wrap the needle.

At the same time, the [Flesh Shaping Technique] began to generate a whole blood body that was more suitable for human physique.

The needle drew not his real blood, but the blood still included red blood cells, white blood cells, platelets and plasma.

If Sarkic believers didn't go too far in the flesh-reforming path, it would actually be good to be a "flesh priest".

It's a pity that none of them want to be human.

and……

The blood bags they made make people feel more distrustful than those blood bags donated by tattoos.

"These blood packs are typically delivered to blood center personnel, who manage resources, oversee program execution, ensure financial stability and communicate with stakeholders. While the goal of our Bluegrass State Blood Center organization is not to make a profit, we still need to be effective management and leadership to achieve its mission and goals, so we need the president or CEO to be responsible for formulating strategic plans.”

As if being asked this question often, Emily added almost instinctively:

"Although we are a non-profit organization, we will also have a president or CEO, and our staff will also be paid salaries. Most of the salary sources here come from donations, government subsidies, fundraising activities, etc."

As she spoke, she had fixed the needle and connected it to a transparent blood transfusion bag, and bright red blood began to slowly flow into the bag.

The blood transfusion bag was suspended on a metal stand, and Emily adjusted the flow rate to make the blood collection process smoother.

She also set up an electronic counter to monitor the amount and speed of blood collection in real time.

"Your current boss is called..." the blond young man asked, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"Mr. William Ned." Emily replied enthusiastically, "He always said that voluntary blood donation is a great discovery of mankind. Blood socialism is often mentioned by him. We people have heard it a lot. You will remember that a large part of what I just said to you is Mr. Ned’s exact words.”

"So, Mr. Ned is also a good man."

Xia Xiu sighed, but his sigh was accompanied by a subtle teasing.

"Yes, Mr. Ned is a very good person, and he is also a very inspiring person. I heard that he left his parents at the age of 17 and came to the Bluegrass State alone from the Frontier State to complete his college studies and obtained a degree in biomedical engineering. He began his career in a small biotechnology company and was quickly promoted with his outstanding work performance. With his deep understanding of medical technology and management, he eventually became the president of the Bluegrass State Blood Center."

Emily told William Ned's experience, which could be called the template of the protagonist, like a treasure.

"Awesome." Xia Xiu nodded in admiration.

He has been in contact with such inspiring story characters since his "debut".

As for whether these people want to contact him, Xia Xiu doesn't know.

After all, if they are the protagonists, then he is definitely a villain who likes to trample on everything of the protagonist.

The blood collection process lasted about 10 to 15 minutes, and the blood transfusion bag was gradually filled.

Emily carefully watched the counter, and when the predetermined blood volume was reached, she gently pressed a button to stop the flow of blood.

"Okay, we're done." Emily skillfully pulled out the needle and immediately pressed the puncture point with a sterilized cotton ball to prevent bleeding.

She fixed the cotton ball with medical tape and poured a glass of warm water for Xia Xiu.

"Please rest in the rest area for a few minutes and replenish some water. If you feel any discomfort, please feel free to tell us." Emily said gently.

Xia Xiu nodded, got up and walked to the rest area.

Emily took the blood bag she had just collected and prepared to send it to the blood storage area.

This transparent blood bag was affixed with a detailed label showing the donor's information and the time of blood collection.

Academically, these blood bags are called "whole blood" or "blood products" and will be processed and stored in a specific temperature-controlled environment.

She walked into the storage area, where rows of special refrigeration equipment were arranged.

The temperature in the storage area is constant at 2-6 degrees Celsius to ensure the quality and safety of the blood.

Emily skillfully placed the blood bag in the designated position and opened the door of the refrigeration equipment.

Xia Xiu took his top hat and cane and began to stroll in the lounge.

The lounge area was spacious and comfortable, with soft seats and coffee tables, on which various drinks and snacks were placed.

He chose a seat by the window, sat down, leaned his cane against the back of the chair, gently placed his top hat on his knees, and then closed his eyes.

He took a deep breath and slowly relaxed his body.

The sunlight sprinkled on his face through the window, bringing a hint of warmth. His expression seemed calm and relaxed, and his hands were naturally placed on the armrests, as if he was enjoying the tranquility of this moment.

On the other side, in a place that Emily could not detect, strange things were happening.

The blood bag of Xia Xiu in her hand began to emit tiny bubbles.

These bubbles seem insignificant, but if you magnify them hundreds of times, you will find that there are some tiny things wriggling in them.

These things twisted in the bubbles, as if they had their own lives.

If you look closely, you will find that these wriggling things are actually tiny eyeballs.

They kept wriggling in the bubbles with strange lights, as if spying on every corner of the world.

These tiny eyeballs looked particularly scary in the red liquid of blood, bringing an indescribable uneasiness.

The nurse knew nothing about this.

When closing the door of the refrigeration equipment and putting away the blood bags to leave, the door of the storage room was pushed open and a man walked in.

It was a middle-aged man with dark brown hair and a little gray, showing the traces of time.

He was tall and upright, giving people a sense of reliability and trustworthiness. He wore a well-cut dark suit, a simple white shirt and a silk tie, and a small brooch on his chest with the logo of the Bluegrass State Blood Center.

His eyes swept around the storage room and then stopped on Emily.

He smiled and nodded, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, giving people a warm and friendly feeling.

"Good morning, Emily." His voice was deep and powerful, with a hint of cordial care, "Is everything going well?"

Emily looked up at him and replied with a smile: "Boss, good morning, everything is going well. I just finished a new batch of blood collection."

William Ned nodded, took a few steps closer, and his eyes fell on the blood bags that had just been stored, with a trace of professional scrutiny in his eyes.

"That's good. Our recent demand for blood has increased, and every bag of blood is very precious."

Emily nodded in agreement, and then asked: "Do you need me to do anything else?"

William shook his head gently, "No, you've done a good job. Keep it up, the residents of the Bluegrass State will appreciate your hard work."

"Yeah." Emily nodded as if she was encouraged.

Then, she seemed to think of something, and then took out a note from her folder. The note was the kind of small advertisement commonly seen on the road, which read: "Mutual blood donation: 400cc 400 Western dollars, regular tertiary hospitals, blood donation money will be issued on the spot..."

Emily held up the paper in her hand and whispered to William Ned: "This is a small advertisement outside the Lexington South Ring Road subway station. Bloodheads and other blood intermediaries have appeared again, and the kind that the hospital tacitly approves."

Bloodheads refer to middlemen or organizers who engage in illegal blood trading.

These people earn intermediary fees by recruiting blood sellers and bringing them to patients or hospitals in need of blood.

They usually recruit blood sellers by posting advertisements or word of mouth, and then arrange for these people to trade blood in the name of "mutual blood donation".

Bloodheads take advantage of the plight of patients in urgent need of blood, as well as the public's misunderstanding of the free blood donation system and the loopholes in the existing system, to engage in illegal activities and make huge profits.

William frowned slightly, took the note and took a closer look.

The texture of the advertising paper is rough, and the handwriting is slightly messy, but the information is clear.

This phenomenon is not uncommon in their industry, but every time it is discovered, it always makes people feel helpless and angry.

"This is indeed a problem," William whispered, with a hint of dissatisfaction and worry in his tone, "These blood brokers not only disrupt the normal order of blood donation, but may also pose a threat to public health."

Emily nodded, with a trace of worry on her face. "I know that the activities of these blood heads are becoming more and more rampant."

"But there is really no way."

"Now the supply and demand of blood is getting worse and worse. My friend told me that the surgery of a liver cancer patient has been scheduled, but it can only be postponed because there is no blood. The tumor is growing every minute and every second, and we can't just wait to die. The patient's condition is too bad, the hospital can't apply for blood, and my friend has no other relatives or friends who can help, so she can only donate 400 ml by herself and buy an additional 400 ml from the blood head. And for this 400 ml of blood, she has to pay the 'blood 1800 CNY for a blood head. "My friend was both grateful and angry about these 'blood heads'. After all, they solved the urgent problem, but on the other hand, the treatment had already cost so much money, and it was really exhausting to spend an extra amount of money to buy blood. "She sighed and continued: "In the ward where my father was hospitalized, people came to hand out small cards selling blood every day. You can see the advertisements stuffed in the gaps of the elevator advertising column. A young man who handed out cards on our floor told me that the doctors knew that some people were selling blood, but generally 'neither encouraged nor stopped'. "Stop", patients really can't wait. "

"There are many such cases. In the north, the Lu Daopei Hematology and Oncology Center, the situation is even more serious. It is a well-known blood disease treatment center in the state. There are patients with leukemia and other blood diseases from all over the state. Compared with us, the blood supply is more tense. "

"Last December, a patient was diagnosed with acute myeloid leukemia while working in Lexington. After four courses of chemotherapy in the city, the effect was not ideal. He was transferred to Lu in September. Dopey Hematology and Oncology Center for treatment. Before coming, the city's doctors told patients that the center was in short supply of blood and they had to be mentally prepared.

For this reason, he could only apply for two therapeutic doses of platelets in the city, but when it came time for treatment, his platelet count dropped sharply again, and the hospital's blood bank was empty, so he could only find someone to "donate blood together." "The whole of Terra is in a blood shortage, and it has not been solved yet." "It will be solved." William Ned's expression was not as sad as Emily's. Instead, he looked confident, or sure. "The solution to the blood shortage has been found." "What is that?" Emily asked curiously. William stretched out his hand, pointed at himself, then at the nurse, and then at the blood bag that had just been donated. "You and me, and even all of humanity."