MTL - A Rural Life in the 70s-Chapter 3

Looking at this little bit of thought, Xiaoqiu's footsteps subconsciously turned a direction, and followed those people back to the laboratory.

The wounded rescue situation is more critical, the blood test type is faster, less than ten minutes in total, and the blood types of five young men have been experienced -

"The blood of all five of you can't be used. The wounded are type A. None of you are type A!"

A type of Xiaoqiu's eyes brightened.

She pressed her heart full of excitement, took a few steps, tried to calm her voice, and said: "Auntie Hu, do they have type B?"

Hu Qiuju looked at Xiaoqiu with surprise and immediately understood the meaning of the little girl. She nodded: "There are two!"

Xiaoqiu’s eyes are bright and bright like a star, and his face is full of joy: “That’s my blood, my A type!”

Five young and strong people are annoyed, ready to send people to pick up people to check blood, suddenly heard the words of this little girl, ten eyes at the same time brushed over to look over, watching this dark and small little girl really dare not dare Believe, such a little bit of a little girl, actually let the doctor pump her blood?

Hu Qiuju is both distressed and moved, taking the initiative to come forward with the explanations of the young and strong. The few people knew that Xiaotoutou’s initiative to donate blood was to save the mother’s life and could not help but sigh. The two B-type blood men did not say anything, and rolled up their sleeves to let Hu Qiuju collect blood. Xiao Qiu also insisted that Hu Qiuju took 300ml of blood from her body.

Xiaoqiu, according to the needle eye of the blood on his arm, respectfully respected the two blood-stained men. "Thank you for the two uncles... I am Sanhe Village, I am called Wang Limin, and I am also working on the project! Which village is the uncle, what is the name, and when I come back, I will tell me."

"It turned out to be the niece of Wang Limin's family. Wang Limin is blessed. There is such a good niece!" The man who was a little taller praised the sentence plainly, but did not report his name. He just waved his hand and jumped onto the tractor and hurried back. The project went up.

The wounded person who just sent lost too much blood. The 300ml blood provided by Xiaoqiu can only be emergency, but it is still worse. They have to rush back, and find someone to test blood transfusion!

In any case, the problem of Song Xiulian's blood transfusion is solved. As for the two enthusiastic helpers, they can only slowly inquire about it later.

Xiaoqiumu sent the tractor to run out suddenly. When he turned back, he wanted to go back to the tent where his mother lived. He had just walked a few steps, but he felt that his eyes were black and he lost consciousness.

In the faintness, Xiaoqiu had a dream, and the blue and white bowl that the mother accompanied was not broken. She was held in her hand in good condition... Hey, this blue-and-white bowl was once before, Song Xiulian found a bowl. The smith gave it up, and Xiao Qi’s impression of the copper has never been there... The smooth bowl is the same as the new one!

"Xiaoqiu, Xiaoqiu..." Someone called her name and awakened her from her dreams.

Open your eyes, Xiaoqiu actually saw the thin but soft face of Dr. Ke Hu.

"Auntie Hu, I..." Xiaoqiu struggled to get up from the bench, but was held down by Hu Qiuju.

"You, this child, just took the blood and walked around, and it was normal to faint for a while... Come, I rushed some glucose water, you rushed to drink, lay down for a while, feel that your head is not dizzy and get up again!" Hu Qiuju handed over an enamel tank.

I took a bite from the enamel jar, the glucose water was slightly sweet, it was not cold or hot, just drinking... She woke up from last night, and rushed to half a noon, almost no water, no teeth, this time a common pass The glucose water actually gave her the feeling of drinking the syrup.

A cup of glucose water into the stomach, Xiaoqiu felt a lot of waking spirit, she got up, went to the water tank at the door to wash his used cylinder.

This little movement has increased Hu Qiuju's affection for her. The clean and diligent people are popular everywhere, not to mention that Xiaoqiu is an eight-year-old child, which is even more rare.

"I feel much better, thank you Hu Auntie!" Xiaoqiu handed over the clean cylinder and thanked Hu Qiuju.

Hu Qiuju didn't pick up the jar. Instead, she put half a bag of glucose powder into the jar and stuffed it back into Xiaoqiu's arms. She smiled and licked her unkempt little scorpion: "This gives you a flush of water, you have collected blood, you have to add it properly. Some nutrients. I heard that you didn't bring home, you used this tank first... and then there is something, come to me, I have been there for two days."

Song Xiulian does not have milk, this half of the glucose is just enough to save the emergency, temporarily feeding the younger brother of premature birth. The tank is also needed for Xiaoqiu... She did not refuse Hu Qiuju's kindness, holding a cylinder and glucose, and gave Hu Qiuju a deep bow.

Going back to the ward tent, waiting for the small autumn action, the tent curtain picked up from the inside, Yuhua scorpion walked out quickly, almost hit Xiaoqiu: "How does this girl stand here... oh, don't say next Come on, come in and see, your mother woke up!"

"Hey, hey!" Xiaoqiu reacted and smiled and followed the Yuhua scorpion into the tent.

Song Xiulian has been awake. There is a glucose bottle hanging above her bed, but it is not the drug liquid, but the red blood. Looking at a drop of blood into the Song Xiulian body, her cheeks seem to have a touch of blood.

"Xiaoqiu..." Song Xiulian's voice was dry and hoarse, but the breath was obviously stronger than before.

I didn’t think much about it before, but Xiaoqiu suddenly had a kind of excitement. In the last life, she lost her mother early, and then she grew up, fell in love, became a relative, and had no mother’s participation. Once again, I am concerned about the mother’s loving concern, and I hold my mother’s hand and feel the slightly rough warmth.

"Mother..." Xiaoqiu only screamed, putting his mother's hand on his cheek, and his tears had already squinted.

In this life, my mother must be good... sure!

Infusion and anti-inflammatory, but also lost blood, Song Xiulian's state has improved significantly, burned back, the spirit looks much better. Xiao Qiu first gave her a cup of glucose water to drink, and went to the canteen to fight two cabbages and a cabbage stewed noodles back, Song Xiulian ate a hot dish with a hot soup.

Grandma Wang smiled and said: "It’s good to eat, to eat and drink, and to have talent!"

Xiaoqiu naturally rejoiced, and Song Xiulian said: "Mother, you should eat more, get better soon, so that we can go home!"

Looking at her mother, Xiaoqiu could not help but remember her sister Xiaoxia. In the last life, after my sister was robbed by the aunt, she cried home every day. After two or three days, she became ill, had a high fever, hit a streptomycin needle, and then became a drug-induced deafness... originally Xiaoxia Xiaozui Speaking is very good, oh, oh, oh, because of deafness, language function is gradually degraded, and finally lost almost completely language ability.

However, Xiaoqiu is confident that in this world, she can take back the life of her mother and her brother, and she will be able to return to her sister and keep her sister's hearing!