chapter 6 blood abnormalities

After the old doctor finished speaking, Breyton Wu asked eagerly, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my blood?"

The old doctor frowned slightly and turned to look at several colleagues on the side. Seeing that they had no reaction, he turned back to Breyton Wu and said, "Don't worry, you are healthy. It's just excessive blood loss that caused hemorrhagic syncope."

"Then why are you asking me if I've had a blood test?"Breyton Wu asked.

"Tell me first, have you had a blood test before?" The old doctor smiled unnaturally.

"A few years ago, I went to have my blood type tested during the physical examination in the village. I have blood type A."Breyton Wu said.

The old doctor nodded, "We know this. In addition to this simple blood type test, have you ever done a more detailed blood routine test?"

"No, I have never been hospitalized."Breyton Wu shook his head. After shaking his head, he suddenly remembered something, "Did you give me the wrong blood transfusion?"

"No, no," the old doctor waved his hand, "We don't dare to lose to you at all."

After the old doctor finished speaking, Breyton Wu's heart tightened again, "Doctor, just tell me the truth. What's wrong with me?"

The old doctor didn't answer, and a female doctor in her forties next to her took over. "I told you, don't be nervous. We carefully checked your blood before the blood transfusion and found that your blood is different from human blood."

"Ah? What does it mean to be different from other people?"Breyton Wu soul appeared.

Seeing that Breyton Wu was frightened, the female doctor hurriedly added and corrected, "It's different from ordinary people."

"What does it mean to be different from ordinary people?"Breyton Wu asked eagerly.

The old doctor who spoke earlier said, "This involves various indicators in the blood test, which is very complicated."

Breyton Wu had just woken up and was frightened again. His head was a little dizzy. "Don't talk about it being complicated. Just tell me how it affects me."

"Your blood is extremely special. Once you lose too much blood, there will be no blood source to replenish it." After the old doctor finished speaking, seeing that Breyton Wu did not understand immediately, he added, "To put it simply, no one can give you a blood transfusion. At present, See, that’s the biggest impact on you.”

"What about the small impact?"Breyton Wu asked again.

"It's not certain yet, but we have sent special personnel to the provincial capital to send blood samples for testing, and the results will be available tonight," the old doctor said.

Breyton Wu did not ask any more questions. At this time, his mood had calmed down. He had indeed tested his blood type a few years ago and knew that he had type A blood. This meant that there was no major problem with his blood, at least it was one of the common blood types. , even if there is a small problem, it will not have much impact.

The old doctor waved to the doctors surrounding the bed, and the doctors took the folders with which they remembered things and left the ward. In the end, only three were left, one was the old doctor himself, and the forty-year-old female doctor. Finally, there is the old nurse with two stripes on her hat.

After everyone left, the three of them took the chairs and sat down beside the hospital bed. The old doctor said, "Young man, can you talk to us?"

"No, I don't have any money and I can't afford to stay in the hospital. I want to leave."Breyton Wu wanted to go to the ground.

"You are getting an infusion, don't move." The old nurse stepped forward to stop her. "Your condition still needs to be stayed in the hospital for observation for a few days."

"What are you trying to observe?"Breyton Wu was a little annoyed.

The old doctor also stepped forward to help dissuade him, "Don't worry, we need to observe whether the abnormality in your blood is caused by head trauma."

There was still a needle stuck in his hand, and Breyton Wu would not remove it himself. He could only look at the old doctor angrily, "What if I don't let you observe?"

The old doctor was very embarrassed, "Don't get me wrong, we are only responsible for your condition. If you insist on leaving, we will respect your opinion."

"I'm leaving now and help me remove the hanging bottle,"Breyton Wu said.

The old doctor nodded helplessly and nodded to the old nurse beside him. The latter got the instruction and helped Breyton Wu pull out the infusion needle on the back of his hand.

Breyton Wu still wore his own clothes and did not need to change into a hospital gown. When putting on his shoes, he looked at the clock on the wall. It was past one o'clock in the afternoon and he had not been in the hospital for long.

"How much does this hanging bottle cost?"Breyton Wu asked.

"No, please go. Make sure to rest when you get back." The old doctor opened the cabinet on the side and took out a plastic bag from inside. "This is your thing."

Breyton Wu opened the bag and found that it contained his pile of old books. Maybe it was too dusty, so the hospital wrapped them in bags.

Carrying the bag and walking to the door of the ward, Breyton Wu stopped, turned around and asked, "Do you really want me to leave?"

The old doctor nodded, "You are a patient in the hospital, not a prisoner of the public security organ. We have no right to restrict your freedom."

After confirming that he was free, Breyton Wu's idea of ​​leaving was not so strong. "You have to pay for medical treatment. How much does this bottle cost?"

"Eighty," the old doctor said.

Breyton Wu took out a handful of change from his pocket and counted it. It was only more than sixty yuan, which was not enough.

"Young man, you don't have to pay for the infusion. Can you chat with us for a while?" The old doctor discussed harmoniously.

Breyton Wu hesitated for a moment and nodded, "But I have to make a call first. I am absent from class. I have to tell the teacher, otherwise they will worry."

"Are you still a student?" The old doctor was a little surprised.

Breyton Wu knows where the old doctor is

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Seeing Breyton Wu frowning, the old doctor hurriedly took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and handed it to him.

"I'd better use the landline to make the call."Breyton Wu did not answer the old doctor's cell phone.

The latter nodded in agreement and took him to the nurse's station outside to make a call. Three minutes later, the two returned to the ward.

Back in the ward, Breyton Wu was in a good mood. The head teacher did not criticize him or mention the beating of the security guard. This showed that the security guard had a guilty conscience and did not dare to call the police even after being beaten. Also, even with the flowery shirt, he didn’t call the police, otherwise the police would have found the school long ago.

"director Wang, thank you."Breyton Wu thanked the old doctor. When he went to the nurse station to make a call, the nurse shouted like this, otherwise he would not have known that this old doctor was the dean here.

"You're welcome,"director Wang waved his hand, then pointed to the other two people and introduced to Breyton Wu, "This is Director Li from the Department of Internal Medicine, and this is Head Nurse Zhang."

Breyton Wu nodded politely to the two of them, and they nodded in response. Nurse Zhang helped Breyton Wu back to the hospital bed and helped him get an IV drip.

Breyton Wu did not lie down, but sat on the bedside, looking at director Wang, waiting for him to speak.

This time, director Wang did not speak in the tone of a doctor to a patient, nor did he mention Breyton Wu's blood abnormalities again. He just talked about common things.

It seemed like they were just gossiping, but Breyton Wu knew that director Wang was not aimless. director Wang wanted to find out the cause of his blood abnormality by understanding his origins and what he had experienced.

Even if he knew director Wang's intention, Breyton Wu did not hide it. He was adopted by his master when he was very young. The master did not tell the details. The master only said that he was not weaned when he was adopted.

As for the details of the adoption, Master never mentioned it, nor did Master Wu say why.

director Wang asked about the master's situation again, and Breyton Wu also briefly said that the reason why he did not hide it was because director Wang asked whether your master was a Taoist priest, not what your master did. The reason why director Wang was like this When asked, he undoubtedly saw the bundle of Taoist scriptures he carried with him. Since they had already guessed it, there was no need to lie.

Then director Wang asked about his growing up experience, and Breyton Wu also said that his growing up experience was similar to that of ordinary people. He went to elementary school, junior high school and high school. The only difference was that he never went to kindergarten. His master taught him how to read at home. Literally.

Breyton Wu's answer obviously failed to answer director Wang's doubts. Afterwards, director Wang asked him if he had eaten any special food, if he had been to any strange places, and if he had any special experiences.

After carefully recalling it, Breyton Wu shook his head.

director Wang was a little disappointed when he couldn't find the problem.

"I can also do some kung fu."Breyton Wu said proactively. In fact, not only director Wang, but he himself was also eager to find out the reason why his blood was different from ordinary people. After all, no one can guarantee that he will not be injured and bleed in the future. It is very dangerous to not accept blood transfusions. things.

director Wang shook his head, "Practice martial arts to strengthen your body will not cause changes in your blood."

Breyton Wu stopped talking. He said everything he could think of without deliberately hiding it, but there was really nothing special about his growing up experience.

In the silence, Breyton Wu suddenly remembered something, "Master once said that when he adopted me, I was already dying and kept coughing up blood. It took Master several years to cure me."

"Has your master ever told me what medicine was used?"director Wang asked.

"It's an herbal remedy for coughs. He has used the same recipe for others."Breyton Wu said.

"How about a full-body T-shirt?"director Wang discussed.

Breyton Wu nodded in agreement.

The hospital director wanted to do the surgery. There was no need to pay or queue up. The results came out very quickly. No abnormal lesions were found. To put it bluntly, the patient was healthy and had nothing wrong with him.

After struggling for several hours, the hospital was about to close and Breyton Wu wanted to leave.

Seeing that Breyton Wu wanted to go back, director Wang immediately agreed and called the driver to ask him to drive downstairs.

After making the call, director Wang suddenly remembered something, "When did you get the tattoo on your body?"

Breyton Wu shook his head, "I don't know, I had it when I was very young."

director Wang was very surprised, "When your master adopted you, this tattoo was already there?"

Breyton Wu nodded.

"Can I take a closer look?"director Wang discussed.

Breyton Wu was not very happy, but seeing that director Wang insisted on sending him a car, he could not refuse, so he unzipped his clothes and exposed the tattoo on his chest.

The dragon-shaped tattoo on Breyton Wu's chest is not a complete dragon shape, but only the dragon head. It is located in the middle of the chest. The shape is irregular and the diameter is about fifteen centimeters. Both the facial features and the color are similar to those of common dragon-shaped tattoos. differ greatly.

"Can I take a photo?"director Wang asked Breyton Wu for his opinion.

Breyton Wu wanted to refuse, but after a second thought, he changed his mind. This tattoo may be related to his life experience. If director Wang can find clues, he may be able to find his biological parents.

With Breyton Wu's approval, director Wang took out his cell phone. Just as he was about to take a photo, his cell phone rang.

director Wang pressed the answer button and walked to the window, "Um, um, um, what? 24 pairs."