Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 246

Chapter 246: Chapter 242 Wasn’t It Supposed to Be a Major Bleed? [-14 More]

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Little sister, she was in a car accident?!!

When Yan Jinhao hurriedly arrived at the hospital, he immediately saw his mom looking extremely pale, sitting there dazedly in a rest chair, staring blankly at the emergency room’s resuscitation light.

Next to her were the Crown Prince from the big courtyard, Zhou Zhenghui, and his assistant, Wan Song.

"Brother Zhou, you..." Yan Jinhao first glanced at his mother, then turned to Zhou Zhenghui. After nodding in greeting, he calmly asked.

"Yan Yi, your sister had a quarrel with that girl Yu Xue’er. I don’t know how it escalated, but they ended up fighting and both fell down. Your sister, angered and rushed, didn’t see a car speeding past behind her when she turned to run and got hit in the thigh. Both girls are at fault here, but since your little sister got injured, it’s really Yu Xue’er who’s more to blame." freēwēbnovel.com

Fortunately, the driver reacted well. He assessed the situation on the spot, knew it was at most a moderate collision, with relatively more lacerations - possibly a lot of blood loss. With her big brother here, there shouldn’t be any problems.

He heard it was just regular A-type blood... such a common blood type that the hospital will have stored blood bags even if relatives aren’t around. But considering what he knows about the Yan Family’s blood types—never mind, it’s not his family affair.

"Brother Zhou is too kind, my little sister’s temper isn’t all that great either," Yan Jinhao frowned and then relaxed his facial expression, firmly stating.

Zhou Zhenghui is well-known for his capabilities in the big courtyard, although his methods might be unique, he is upright and honest. He always says what he means, a real honest-to-goodness upright gentleman.

Zhou Zhenghui didn’t linger for long, nodded courteously, and left with Wan Song.

"Mom, how are you feeling?" Yan Jinhao saw that his mother hadn’t reacted at all despite his being here for quite a while, and touched her shoulder gently, worried he might startle her.

"Hao, Haohao..." Qi Chunlan finally snapped back to reality. Seeing her eldest son, she grabbed his arm tightly, crying: "Haohao, it’s all my fault, otherwise Xianxian wouldn’t have been so impulsive!"

"What happened?" Yan Jinhao, confused, gently asked, "Mom, what did you say?"

"All I did was see Shishi in so much pain and I wanted Xianxian to go for a test at the hospital... She got so angry, accused me of favoritism, said I only care about Shishi and don’t care whether she lives or dies, and ran out in a fury like that."

Qi Chunlan’s slender fingers clenched tightly once more as she shook her head, crying:

"Haohao, I’m not biased, really I’m not! They are all my children, and even though my heart aches for Shishi, who’s been sick since childhood, I love her the same!

Shishi has had so many episodes over the years, and I never had the heart to get her blood drawn for testing... If it weren’t for her sudden illness before New Year’s, I wouldn’t have thought to get her blood tested! Wuu wuu..."

"Mom, it’s okay, don’t cry, it’s just the little sister being willful, it’s not your fault. Were you so anxious because the hospital ran out of blood supply?"

All the Yan children inherited Yan Dongsheng’s rare blood type, so with the little brother’s illness, the father and two brothers would occasionally donate a bit. Thankfully, they’re all healthy men, and donating twice a month isn’t a big deal.

"Shishi’s condition is getting worse, and the hospital has already consulted with all around, but blood supplies are inherently scarce, and I heard the capital just added two more cases in need, so..."

For more than a decade, her two sons have been donating blood each month, but she’s never had the heart to have her only daughter, who was frail and often sick since childhood, undergo regular blood tests to sustain her little brother!

The flesh of both palms and the backs of hands are tender; the little girl has always had strong reactions, and in order not to further aggravate her resentment, Yan Jinxian has never even had a blood test.

"Why didn’t you tell us?" Yan Jinhao frowned, "How’s the little brother’s condition? I’ll go draw some blood right now to tide him over."

"No, not enough... The doctor said that with Shishi’s current condition, the best option would be marrow..." Qi Chunlan cried out in pain.