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, checked it carefully, and then motioned 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 in the past few months? Or puncture and other activities that may affect blood donation?”
Finally, she seemed to have thought of something and explained it specifically:
"This is not discriminatory 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, blood-borne infections may occur. Infections of diseases such as AIDS, hepatitis B, hepatitis C, etc. Although regular and hygienic tattoo shops will take appropriate disinfection measures, the risk of infectious diseases still exists during the initial infection. There may be no obvious symptoms, but the virus can lie dormant in the body. Therefore, even if the person with a tattoo feels healthy, he or she may still be carrying the infectious virus."
"Not only in the federal government, but also in most countries and regions. After getting a tattoo, you need to wait for a period of time - usually ranging from 6 months to a year - before you can donate blood."
Xia Xiu listened carefully for a while after listening to Emily's tactful words. , I could only hear these words from the cracks in the words - unclean.
"I'm a good, clean person, and I don't have that kind of thing."
Xia Xiu said, raising his right hand that would show the [Seal of Ion] when practicing the Sarkic Art, and said to the nurse, signaling the other person It's okay for you.
"Then go over there and do a simple physical examination."
The physical examination is very quick, including body temperature, heartbeat, blood pressure, blood sugar, and hemoglobin.
Xia Xiu was very cooperative during this period. Of course, the test data above 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.
Later, 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 have 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 tied it to his upper arm skillfully.
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 tremble slightly.
She took out a slender needle and said softly, "Now we are going to perform a venipuncture. You may feel a little sting, but it will disappear soon."
< br>“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 his other veins. The skin on your hand opens automatically and wraps around the needle.
At the same time, [Flesh Shaping Technique] began to generate a whole blood body more suitable for human physique.
What this needle draws is not his real blood, but the blood still includes red blood cells, white blood cells, platelets and plasma.
If all the Sarkic believers didn't go too far in the path of flesh reform, 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 are even more distrustful than those blood bags donated by tattoos.
“These blood packs are typically delivered to blood center personnel, who manage resources, oversee project execution, ensure financial stability, and communicate with stakeholders. Although the goal of our Bluegrass State Blood Center organization is not to make a profit , but we still need 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 asked frequently, Emily added almost instinctively. One sentence:
"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."
< br>While speaking, she had fixed the needle and connected it to a transparent blood transfusion bag, and the bright red blood began to slowly flow into the bag.
The blood transfusion bag was hung on a metal bracket, 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, squinting his eyes slightly.
"Mr. William Ned." Emily replied enthusiastically, "He always said that voluntary blood donation is a great discovery for mankind. Blood socialism is often mentioned by him, and we people have heard it a lot. Just remember that a large part of what I just told you is Mr. Ned’s actual words.”
“So, this Mr. Ned is also a good person.”< br>
Xia Xiu sighed authentically, but there was some kind of teasing in his sigh that was not easy to detect.
“Yes, Mr. Ned is a very good man, and he is also a very inspirational man. I heard that he left his parents at the age of 17 and came to the Bluegrass State from the Frontier State alone. After completing college with a degree in biomedical engineering, he began his career at a small biotech company and quickly rose through the ranks with a strong understanding of medical technology and management. President of the Grass State Blood Center.”
Emily recounted William Ned’s experiences as a template for the protagonist.
"It's amazing." Xia Xiu nodded in admiration.
He has been exposed to such inspiring story characters since his debut until now.
Xia Xiu didn't know whether these people wanted to contact him or not.
After all, if they are the protagonist, then he is a villain who likes to trample everything on the protagonist.
The blood collection process lasted about 10 to 15 minutes, and the blood transfusion bag gradually filled up.
Emily watched the counter carefully, 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 sterile cotton ball to prevent bleeding.
She fixed the cotton ball with medical tape, and then 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 softly.
Xia Xiu nodded, stood 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 has a detailed label showing the donor's information and the time of blood collection.
Academically, these blood packs 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 specialized refrigeration equipment lined up.
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 location and opened the door of the refrigeration unit.
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Xia Xiu took his hat and cane and started walking in the lounge.
The lounge area is spacious and comfortable, with soft seats and a coffee table stocked with a variety of drinks and snacks.
He chose a seat by the window, sat down, leaned his cane on the back of the chair, gently placed his hat on his knees, and then closed his eyes.
He took a deep breath and slowly relaxed his body.
The sun shines on his face through the window, bringing a touch of warmth. His expression looks calm and relaxed, and his hands are naturally placed on the armrests, as if he is enjoying the tranquility of this moment.
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On the other side, where Emily cannot detect, strange things are happening.
The blood bag of Xia Xiu in her hand began to bubble tiny bubbles.
These bubbles may look insignificant, but if you magnify them hundreds of times, you'll see that there are tiny things crawling inside them.
These things twist in the bubbles as if they have a life of their own.
If you look closely, you will find that these wriggling things are actually tiny eyeballs.
With a strange light, they are constantly squirming in the bubbles, as if they are spying on every corner of the world.
These tiny eyeballs, in the red liquid of blood, look particularly scary, bringing an indescribable uneasiness.
The nurse knew nothing of this.
When I closed the door of the refrigeration equipment, put away the blood bag and prepared to leave, the door of the storage room was pushed open and a person walked in.
It was a middle-aged man. His hair was dark brown, slightly gray, showing signs of age.
His body is tall and straight, giving people a feeling of reliability and trustworthiness. Wearing a well-tailored dark suit with a simple white shirt and silk tie, he wore a small brooch engraved with the Bluegrass State Blood Center's logo on his chest.
His eyes glanced around the storage room, and then stopped on Emily.
He smiled and nodded, showing his white teeth, giving people a warm and friendly feeling.
"Good morning, Emily." His voice was low and strong, with a hint of cordial care, "Is everything going well?"
Emily looked up at him and smiled. He replied: "Boss, good morning, everything is going well. A new batch of blood collection has just been completed."
William Ned nodded, walked a few steps closer, and his eyes fell on the freshly stored blood. There was a hint of professional scrutiny in his eyes.
“That’s great, we’ve had an increase in blood demand recently and every bag of blood is precious.”
Emily nodded in agreement, and then asked: "Do you need me to do anything more?"
William shook his head slightly, "No, you have already done a good job. Keep up the good work. In this way, the residents of the Bluegrass State will appreciate your hard work."
"Yes." Emily nodded as if inspired.
Then, she seemed to think of something, and then took out a piece of paper from her folder. The piece of paper was a small advertisement commonly seen on the road. It read: "Mutual blood donation: 400cc, 400 CAD , a regular tertiary hospital, distributing blood donation funds on the spot..."
Emily held up the paper in her hand and whispered to William Ned: "This is outside the Lexington South Central Road subway station A small advertisement, blood intermediaries such as Xuetou appeared again, and the hospital acquiesced. ”
A blood head refers to a middleman or organizer who engages in the illegal blood trade.
These people earn intermediary fees by recruiting blood sellers and taking them to patients or hospitals who need blood.
They usually recruit blood sellers through advertisements or word of mouth, and then arrange for these people to buy and sell blood in the name of "mutual blood donation."
The blood head takes 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 conduct illegal activities and make huge profits.
William frowned slightly, took the note and looked at it carefully.
The texture of the advertising paper is rough and the handwriting is slightly messy, but the message is clear and unmistakable.
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 concern in his tone. “These blood intermediaries not only disrupt the normal blood donation order, but may also pose a threat to public health.”
Emily nodded, with a hint of worry on her face. "I know that the activities of these bloody heads are getting more and more rampant."
"But, there is really nothing we can do."
"Now the blood supply and demand are getting worse. My friend told me that a liver cancer patient's surgery has been scheduled, but it can only be postponed because there is no blood. The tumor is growing every minute, and we can't wait to die. Well. The patient's condition was so bad that the hospital couldn't apply for blood, and my friend had no other relatives or friends to help, so she had to donate 400 ml of blood herself and buy an additional 400 ml of blood from the blood shop. The 'blood heads' have to be paid 1,800 US dollars."
"My friend is both grateful and angry that they have solved the urgent problem, but on the other hand, the treatment has already cost so much money. , and having to pay an extra fee to buy blood is really exhausting."
She sighed and continued: "In the ward where my father is hospitalized, there are people selling blood every day. You can see advertisements stuffed between the cards and the elevator advertising boards. A young man who handed out cards on our floor told me that doctors know that some people are selling blood, but they generally don't encourage or stop them. Patients do. I can’t wait.”
“There are many things like this. The situation at Lu Daopei Hematology and Cancer Center in the north, where blood can only be used through the ‘blood head’, is even more serious. The center has patients with leukemia and other blood diseases who come from all over the state for treatment. Compared with ours, the blood situation is more tense.”
“Last December, a patient was killed while working in Lexington. The patient who was diagnosed with acute myeloid leukemia was transferred to the Lu Daopei Hematology and Cancer Center for treatment in September after four courses of chemotherapy in the city. The blood is very tense, so be mentally prepared
For this reason, he could only apply for a transfusion of two therapeutic amounts of platelets in the city, but when it came time for treatment, his platelet count dropped sharply again. The hospital's blood bank was empty, and he could only find someone to "donate blood for mutual assistance." "
"All of Terra has fallen into a blood shortage, and it has not been able to solve it. "
"It will be solved. "William Ned's expression was not as sad as Emily's. Instead, he looked confident, or in other words, convinced.
"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 mankind."
(End of this chapter)