Super Bad Luck System

Chapter 263
"But uncle, you have lost a lot of blood. If you don't get timely treatment, you will die!" Zhang Yang turned his head and said repeatedly.

However, An Yongquan has lost his voice, obviously because of excessive blood loss and went into shock.

"Brother, do you want to go to the hospital or not? There is an intersection ahead. You'd better make a decision quickly!" The driver also ignored the speed limit, fearing that someone would catch up from behind, and drove forward at full speed, while asking Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang lowered his head and thought, Uncle An would provoke such a group of people, his identity must not be simple, he must not want to attract others' attention if he doesn't want to go to the hospital.

"Don't go to the hospital, go back to the neighborhood where you drove me in the first place, hurry up!" After Zhang Yang pondered for a while, he decided to take him directly back to An Rou's house.

An Rou is a nurse. I saw her have a medicine box in her room before at her house. She must be able to stop Uncle An's bleeding.

When the taxi was driving at full speed, Zhang Yang's cell phone rang suddenly, and it turned out to be a call from He Xi.

"Brother Yang, don't tell me that you have another party tonight!" On the phone, He Xi's voice was slightly bitter.

"Xiao Xi, I'm really sorry, you and Sister Wang will make do with it tonight, I have something urgent, I really don't have time to go back... Be careful!"

Zhang Yang was on the phone when he suddenly found a large truck approaching on the right with its horn honking. The driver was also in shock and lost his mind. Hearing Zhang Yang's reminder, he suddenly came back to his senses, turned the steering wheel violently, and wiped the side of the large truck. Stopped on the side of the road.

"What happened, Brother Yang? Brother Yang!" On the phone, He Xi also heard the sound of a rumbling truck, and asked in a rather eager tone.

At this time, Sister Wang noticed He Xi's urgency, and posted it on the phone: "Zhang Yang, hurry up and talk, what happened?"

Fortunately, Zhang Yang was wearing a seat belt, otherwise something would really happen, but An Yongquan, who was lying in the back, was thrown from his seat.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. I'm really in a hurry. Hang up first. I'll let you guys know when I'm done!"

Without waiting for Xiao Xi and Sister Wang to respond, Zhang Yang hung up the phone and immediately opened the car door to check the situation of An Yongquan behind.

"I'm really sorry, I was too nervous, I was distracted for a while..." The driver also got out of the car and followed Zhang Yang to check An Yongquan's situation, feeling very self-blaming.

Zhang Yang shook his head lightly, asked the driver to help An Yongquan back to the seat, checked his condition again, and found that he was still breathing and heartbeat, but it was already very weak.

"He's fine, you don't have to blame yourself, I know you're nervous."

Zhang Yang took a deep breath, and then patted the driver's shoulder lightly: "But I don't think he can last long, we have to hurry back as soon as possible while he is still alive!"

The driver nodded emphatically, then immediately got into the car with Zhang Yang, concentrated on it, and galloped away.

With the lessons learned, the driver was extremely attentive and fast this time, and Zhang Yang was also controlling the road conditions for him. They rushed back to An Rou's neighborhood in less than 10 minutes.

"Master driver, you have run through a lot of red lights this trip!" Zhang Yang chuckled, got out of the car immediately and dragged An Yongquan out.

"Human life is at stake, points deduction is just a trivial matter!" The driver also quickly got out of the car, and helped Zhang Yang to help An Yongquan upstairs.

An Rou was sitting in the room waiting impatiently. He wanted to call Brother Yang to confirm the situation, but he was afraid of missing Brother Yang's affairs, so he had to wait patiently for news from Zhang Yang.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and An Rou stood up reflexively, and immediately ran to open the door.

As she expected, it was Zhang Yang who knocked on the door.

Before An Rou could get excited, she was frightened by the scene in front of her.

Brother Yang and someone she didn't know helped her father, who was covered in wounds and covered in blood, inside, and she could tell that his father had fallen into a coma.

"Xiao Rou, hurry up and get the quilt and spread it on the floor. Uncle has lost a lot of blood and needs to stop the bleeding!"

An Rou is still a nurse after all, she has seen more bloody scenes in the hospital.

Although it was her father who had to deal with this time, An Rou still managed to calm down, and immediately followed Zhang Yang's instructions, took out a quilt from the room, and quickly spread it on the floor of the living room, so that he could lie down.

Afterwards, An Rou brought the medicine kit from her room to stop the bleeding for her father urgently.

Although An Yongquan had many wounds on his body, he did not hurt the arteries. It was only because some of the wounds were too large, coupled with the pain and bursting of the wounds caused by strenuous activities, which led to increased bleeding and lack of physical strength.

An Rou quickly and carefully disinfected An Yongquan's wound according to the procedure, but even though An Yongquan passed out, his body was still shaking violently due to the burning sensation of alcohol, and sweat continued to flow down from his forehead.

After finishing cleaning the wound, An Rou spent another 10 minutes bandaging the wound, which stabilized An Yongquan's condition.

"My dad has lost a lot of blood. I don't know if he can survive it. We should take him to the hospital for regular treatment immediately!" An Rou wiped off her sweat, stood up, and said anxiously to Zhang Yang .

Zhang Yang frowned slightly: "Uncle insisted not to go to the hospital before he fell into a coma. I think he must have his own concerns, so I brought him back directly."

"Then what should I do?" An Rou was trembling anxiously: "I don't even know how much blood he lost, what if he can't make it through tonight?"

Zhang Yang lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then asked, "Do you have blood transfusion equipment here? I have type O blood. It shouldn't be a problem for you to transfuse part of my blood to uncle, right?"

An Rou thought for a moment, then nodded, and quickly ran back to the room to take out the blood transfusion equipment from the cupboard.

Originally, An Rou prepared this for her mother just in case, but unexpectedly, it was used by her father.

"Brother Yang, are you sure you have type O blood?" An Rou wiped iodine on Zhang Yang's arm, and then confirmed to Zhang Yang again.

"I donated blood five times in college, I remember it well!" Zhang Yang nodded emphatically.

An Rou took a deep breath, and then inserted the thick needle into Zhang Yang's elbow.

Following a slight tingling sensation, the blood from Zhang Yang's body flowed into An Yongquan's body along the infusion tube.

After a while, An Yongquan's pale face gradually turned rosy. Seeing that it was almost done, An Rou stopped the blood transfusion just now and pulled out the needles on Zhang Yang and An Yongquan.

"Brother Yang, are you alright, do you feel unwell?" An Rou was full of gratitude to Zhang Yang at the moment, and asked with a concerned face.

"I'm not that weak, don't worry." Zhang Yang smiled lightly, and gently pressed the tampon against the pinhole.

Seeing that the situation had stabilized, the taxi driver breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay brother, I can only help you here, it's getting late, and I have to repair the car tomorrow morning, so let's go first!"

Just as the driver was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly found a large number of people rushing up the stairs.

(End of this chapter)