Novel & Cerita Blood Saya

Kyle frowned at looked at Nova with a questioning look. "Boss lost a lot of blood because of the accident. The hospital had only one bag of blood available in their blood bank. But it's not enough. They need more. His blood group is Rh negative. It's a very rare blood group. We are trying for the donors, but we didn't find any until now" Nova explained. Kyle's fists clenched with worry and concern. "I can give the blood. My blood group is Rh negative" Serra's soft voice rang, making everyone look at her with surprise and relief.

As soon as the car arrived at the hospital gate, I put money into the driver's hand, opened the car door, and ran inside. “Caily.” “Bella.” Caily's face was still wet with tears. Her voice was weak. Before I had time to ask about Richard's condition, the nurse quickly pulled my hand into the room when she knew I was the one who would donate blood for him. He has blood type O and so do I. I am very afraid of needles, but right now I am not afraid anymore, I just hope the nurse will quickly draw my blood so that he can complete the surgery.

I exhaled a deep breath and nodded. "Your daughter Nesha, has a considerably rare blood group and at this moment we don't have that blood in the hospital so please try and understand." "Yes sir.", I said feeling panic rise terribly. "So do you have B- blood?", He asked as I felt a hope rise within me. "Yes! I have! Please let's get this done fast.", I said as I was taken inside immediately. Akansha's Point Of View °°° I sat as tears ran down my eyes continuously. Unconsciously.

Everyone heart was beating rapidly,none of them could believe they just had a close death collusion,Natalie cover her mouth sighting Stuart,his body was wet with blood ,his own blood. The others rush outside to help Stuart out of the car while Natalie remained in,surprisingly stuck. "He's bleeding really bad." Natalie cried finally getting out of the car. "I'm fine" Stuart cough and wrap his arm around Jason neck as they all pull him out. "I'm sorry." "Hey,it's okay,you're bleeding Stuart,We've to find a way to stop that."Jason help the limping Stuart to a safe distant.

The male doctor asked. "I'm his mother." Mrs. Sarah said. "What's wrong with my son, doctor?" She asked worriedly. "The patient has dengue fever." The doctor answered. "Dengue?" Mrs. Sarah was stunned. "Yes, his platelet count is quite low, so we need to give him a blood transfusion or his life will be in danger." Mrs. Sarah’s and Jessica's faces were pale. The two of them looked at each other with worried expressions. "But, his blood type is rare, it's AB+. Our blood bank doesn't have this blood type available. Does anyone in your family have the same blood type as him?" The doctor asked Mrs. Sarah.

Everly, "AB group." "The patient needs A negative type blood right now. I've informed the blood banks already. Do ask your friends and family for the blood quickly. The patient has lost so much blood because of the impact, which may lead him to go into a coma if we didn't get the blood type in time." And left. Everly started to cry after hearing Bernie's condition from the doctor.

I am such an irresponsible mother. “I doubt that because we need a blood donor who has an AB- blood type and that is a rare blood type so you need to find a blood donor if you are not AB- so that we can do the blood transfusion right away before her platelet will drop lower. So I will leave you now and check her again,” the doctor said, explaining to us and then went back to Alexa’s hospital room. My knees are getting weak, that is why Brian helped me to sit down on the bench.

He immediately removed his hands from her shoulder and stepped back. Her hazel eyes shone under the bed light as she stared at him silently. "At least tell me now, why did Sahana call you at this time?", she asked him in an anxious tone. "Someone related to her ran into an accident and the person bled heavily. The blood group is rare and couldn't be found at the hospital. Luckily his blood group and mine are the same so she called me for blood donation.", he explained calmly. His arm was aching a bit but he didn't show it on his face.

I closed my eyes, and her smiling face appeared in my closed eyelid. "Please be okay, please, Mara." My tears kept rolling down my face. I don't know why I'm feeling like this, but I feel so scared right now. After thirty minutes, a doctor stepped out of the operating room. I quickly stood and went to him. "How is she?" "Sir, we need blood, and we need it now, but the hospital's blood bank doesn't have a stock of her blood." "What is her blood type?" "AB negative." "What AB negative? Me, I'm AB Negative. Take my blood."

I slid a single, crumpled business card across the battered wooden table, My fingers trembling just enough to make the red ink smear slightly. My heart thudded unexpectedly—curiosity, mixed with a strange flicker of unease. I reached out and carefully lifted the card, eyes narrowing at the bold, blood-red letters that seemed to pulse with life: Bloodmatch. Beneath the name, a smear of fresh-looking blood still glistened, as if it had just been spilled moments ago, and Shelby’s fingertips had left their mark. “What is this? I asked, voice barely above a whisper, my eyes darting from the card to Shelby’s tense face. His voice cracked, softer than I’d ever heard it, as if he was offering an ol