As soon as these words came out, the onlookers also found reasons not to donate blood - in fact, during this Chinese New Year, there were too few people who did not drink at noon. There were even some injured people who were still bleeding loudly at home, saying

What kind of blood donation?

However, District Chief Chen took the initiative to donate blood and played a very good role in taking the lead. A man and a woman took the initiative to ask for a blood test - both of them had not drank at noon, but neither of them knew what their blood type was.

Both of them are sick. The hospital said that the blood test is OK, but it is absolutely impossible for you to donate blood. There is also a man who has an injury on his arm, but insists on donating blood. He said with certainty, "I have type A blood. I will not donate blood at noon."

Not drinking."

"You are injured yourself," a little nurse next to you muttered. Unexpectedly, the man's eyes widened, "I was injured but didn't bleed much, but I have a lot of blood."

But it was very regrettable that the doctors took a look at his wounds - when this man was holding a magic bomb and setting it off, the bottom of the magic bomb fell off and flames spurted out from behind, burning his arm.

The wound is suppurating and inflamed, so you cannot donate blood. Dean Geng immediately stated that the mother's resistance is extremely weak. If you transfuse this blood, I don't know whether it will save or harm others.

Speaking of which, type A blood is relatively rare in mainland China. It also coincides with the Spring Festival, so many people drank alcohol at noon, and this is a hospital. Most people come here because they are sick, so for a while,

I can't find anyone suitable to donate blood.

At Chen Taizhong's insistence, 600 cc of blood was drawn from him. The nurse in charge of drawing blood looked unbearable and repeatedly told him not to drink alcohol at night.

After donating blood, someone from the hospital brought hot egg custard, chocolate and eight-treasure porridge, which were meant to supplement nutrition. However, District Chief Chen stood up and left, "If you don't want to eat, you can share it with me."

There is something else."

"Slow down, slow down," Dean Geng, regardless of his superiority or inferiority, chased after him and shouted, "I just donated blood, walk slower, and avoid strenuous exercise."

Before she finished speaking, District Chief Chen disappeared from sight, and a word came from the corner, "If the blood is not enough, just call me."

"How dare I call you again?" Dean Geng stood there in a daze, and after a long time he sighed quietly, turning his head to look at District Mayor Ge, "Director Ge, can the people from the TV station do this to the pregnant women?

A tracking shot?”

"I have no objection," Ge Baoling nodded. After a moment of hesitation, she added, "We need to do a good job of disinfection and sterilization."

"We will not let District Chief Chen's blood flow in vain," Dean Geng nodded heavily, and then emphasized, "I would like to ask the cameraman to take pictures step by step. District Chief Chen dedicated his blood to the people of Beichong.

"

Are you afraid of taking responsibility? Ge Baoling glanced at her calmly. Now that she knew the hospital's selfish motives, she couldn't hide this little idea from the deputy district chief. However, she didn't care. As long as the general direction was correct, a little selfishness would be fine.

What?

I hope this mother can be saved, right? District Chief Ge felt that it wouldn’t mean much if she couldn’t be saved, so she warned, “As for the mother’s condition, the county hospital must maintain timely communication with the TV station.

"

Before she finished speaking, a nurse hurried over and shouted happily, "The mother's vital signs have gradually stabilized..."

"I'm going to take a look." Dean Geng immediately became happy when she heard this. Then she took a step forward and turned to look at the cameraman. "You can come with me too."

They left, and the crowd watching became excited. The man who was determined to donate blood laughed when he heard this. "Look, I know that it is difficult for the people District Chief Chen cares about to die."

"That's right, I think it's nonsense to say that type O blood is not good," someone on the other side agreed. Although the mother's life and death has little to do with the onlookers, at this moment, people's hearts are for the good.

"District Chief Chen has great luck, and his essence and blood must also have great luck. It has nothing to do with blood type," the man with glasses hanging his arms said.

"Nima, are you two saying that my blood is bad?" The man who was determined to donate blood stopped. People in Beichong are like this. They will fight if they disagree. He stared and asked, "You are still making fun of me.

Donate blood…”

In the following time, the hospital mobilized various connections and found another qualified A-type blood donor. District Chief Chen’s 600 cc, plus this person’s 400 cc, finally ensured that the mother arrived in a special car

Blood was used before.

The special car from Yangzhou Blood Bank arrived at Beichong Hospital at 6:40. At this time, the mother's condition has initially stabilized. Although it cannot be said that she is completely out of danger, but with enough blood supply, if there is no recurrence,

If so, it is only a matter of time before his life is out of danger.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Beichong TV station broadcast Beichong news. The first article was that Sui Biao, secretary of the district party committee, cordially expressed condolences to the fire officers and soldiers, saying that they were on full alert during the festival and were ready to attack at any time to escort the masses to celebrate the Spring Festival.

Made a high degree of affirmation.

The second article is that Chen Taizhong, deputy secretary of the district party committee and district chief, inspected the sanitation team. District chief Chen not only expressed condolences to the hard-working sanitation workers, brought them cigarettes and other condolence items, but also worked with the sanitation workers to clean up the garbage.

Not many people like to read these news. They are just a show by the leaders during the holidays, but some people watch it with gusto. For example, Wang Hong, the former deputy secretary of Linyun Township, drank and chatted with the visiting township chief Liang Zhongkui while looking at the north

Chong news.

Township Chief Liang knew that even though Secretary Wang had resigned, he was still on the lines of District Chief Chen. Thinking that the oilstone in Linyun Township could finally be developed, he intended to consolidate his relationship with Secretary Wang.

"The same goes for Xiao Chen. His bald head has affected his image a bit." Secretary Wang made an exception and drank some wine and pointed at the TV screen. "He also sweeps garbage...it's easy for people to misunderstand him."

"Old Secretary, this is what District Chief Chen left behind when he put out the fire. This bald head is a medal," Township Chief Liang did not dare to agree. After all, Wang Hong had already retired, but he was not yet forty. He must consider the consequences of speaking casually.

.

But the next moment, the two of them stopped talking and looked at the third news in a daze. Beichongtai did not say that District Chief Chen had adjusted the ward. This was not very harmonious news. It only said that District Chief Chen had gone to the district.

The hospital inspected and paid attention to the medical workers who stayed at their posts during the holidays. They also talked cordially with the injured and emphasized the need to pay attention to safety when setting off cannons during the Spring Festival.

Immediately after the camera turned, it was directly to the scene of District Chief Chen donating blood. The female announcer's voice was sweet and slightly excited, "When District Chief Chen learned that an elderly woman was dying due to excessive blood loss, he did not hesitate to donate blood."

Roll up your sleeves without hesitation...I have type O blood, so I draw my blood. As a parent, I should treat the people like my own children."

"Six hundred cc, a full 600 cc of blood was taken out. Since District Chief Chen resolutely stopped the TV station from filming, our photographer had to use abnormal means... As a result, the shooting effect was not very good."

"Damn it, six hundred cc," Wang Hong took a deep breath when he heard it, "Is this Xiao Chen dying? No... I have to make a phone call and scold him severely."

"Six hundred," Township Chief Liang was stunned for a long time before he smiled bitterly, "District Chief Chen is really not an ordinary person." (To be continued)
Chapter completed!