Blood Donor And Receiver Chart Novels & Stories

The doors slammed shut. I was left in the corridor, shaking, drenched in his blood, my breaths ragged and broken. Minutes bled into each other. A doctor appeared, his expression grave. “We’ve stopped the bleeding, but his blood pressure is unstable. He’s lost more than we like.” My legs buckled. “Do whatever you need—take mine—take all of it—” He shook his head. “His type is extremely rare. AB negative. We don’t have enough in our bank.”

Again, I was thankful for him being here because I never would have known it. “Let’s hope that they have it stocked. She’s a universal donor, but can only receive O negative blood,” the healer said as she checked Elle’s pulse one last time. “I’m O negative, so I’ll donate to her,” I said. Honestly, I did not trust any blood that was stored here. I also wanted to be the one to provide for my mate. The thought of anyone else doing it did not sit right with me for some reason. I supposed it was an Alpha territorial issue. If she needed more than I could give then I would not have a problem with it. We would just see how much she needed first.

He looked at Genevieve who's jaws dropped and then he looked back at Lucas, pretending to motion with his eyes whether they should take the conversation outside, man to man. " You can say whatever you want to say here. I keep no secrets from my wife" he said and glanced at her. " Alright then sir" the doctor continued. "Now tell me why can't I donate blood to my daughter? You said that I am a universal donor. What is her blood group and why can't I donate blood to her? He asked as if he had not known the answers to the questions he was asking. "There was a Rhesus factor mismatch sir. You are O+ while she is AB-, the Rh factor mismatch will prevent the donation but if we're to go one with it,

“Ma’am we are speaking from the Memorial Hospital. You come here for your regular check-ups, right?” “That’s right. But my next check-up isn’t due for about a month.” “I know ma’am. This isn’t about the checkup. Actually, we have an urgent need for AB-negative blood for a patient here and we are out of supply. We keep a database of the general information of our customers and you are the only one in the area with this blood group. Do you think you could come here and we could do a checkup after which you can donate some of yours? It would be a great help.”

The doctor said. “What do you mean by that? Do you know my DNA?” I challenged him. “Hannah is AS and I don’t even know what your DNA is. Only AA is available to donate for her and nothing else.” “Ohh damn!!!” I shouted. “What’s wrong Aaron? Are you not AA? Or what?” Doctor Peter asked out of curiosity. “Yes I’m not. I’m also AS and it’s not possible for me to donate blood to her because she need a blood that is more stronger and more stable than ours.” I said to him.

“I will take a test of the two of you and see who among you is suited for her” and after taking the samples, he tested and brought out the result. He said to Rohan, Mr. Bon-Hwa, your blood does not match with that of the woman, but your friend here is a universal donor, so we will be taking two pants of blood from him now.” Dan nodded and followed the doctor. Rohan sat dejected and feel faint. After sometimes, Dan came out beaming as if nothing was taking out from him.

Watching his restless state, I remembered how he had kept watch by my bedside all night when I was injured while gathering herbs in the mountains. "Alpha Kieran!" The healer suddenly burst through the curtain. "Ms. Donati is hemorrhaging badly! The blood bank doesn't have her blood type. We need an immediate donation!" "Take mine!" Kieran immediately said. The healer exclaimed urgently, "That won't work! You're Type A, and Ms. George is Type O. Given her weakened state after the injury, she might not be able to handle the violent energy in an alpha's blood. It has to be human blood."

Soon, all these pain will come to an end after I ruin him and let them enjoy their marriage in hell. Inside, a nurse ran a quick scan and drew blood for testing. When the results came back, her expression shifted into something more careful, more measured. “Your iron levels are very low,” she said, studying the chart. “You’ll need a transfusion. But we’re short on your blood type right now. Do you have a general donor available? Someone we could call in?” I thought of Kael immediately. He was a general donor, his blood compatible with nearly anyone in the pack, a fact I’d known since the day I joined it. I pulled out my phone and dialed his number.

" A dead silence fell over the hospital room. The doctor looked at Ms. Ritter, his gaze filled with undisguised fury. "Ms. Ritter, as a nurse, you should know that 400 milliliters is the absolute maximum for a single blood donation. That's the most basic rule. Yet, you drew 500 milliliters from someone with severe anemia. What exactly were you trying to do?" Ms. Ritter burst into frantic sobs and suddenly pointed at Dad.

While the nurse gave her an assessing look and glanced at the doctor, the doctor looked from her to Brian and back, then asked, "And you are?" "Elizabeth West. What's his blood group?" "His girlfriend," Brian supplied. Recognition dawned on both their faces. "He is a rare AB negative, ms, West. We are contacting--" "I am a B negative. Can I donate?" While the doctor and nurse shared a look, the doctor's asking and the nurse's hopeful, Beth waited with baited breath. Nodding once, the doctor turned to them and said, "We'll carry out a few tests and--"