Mad Cow Disease Blood Donation 소설 & 이야기

I immediately asked, "So what's the problem?" "The problem is that Daisy has Type A blood. Type A blood is common in human society, but it's rare among werewolves. In recent years, due to the protection of Type A blood genes, not many hospitals have been allowed to store this kind of blood. If Daisy bleeds excessively during surgery, our hospital's blood bank may not have enough blood to help her. So, the best solution is to find a healthy werewolf with Type A blood. This person can donate blood to Daisy in case of an emergency during surgery."

he explained. "His mother should be O negative so she's in the best position to donate blood to Lucas," Dr. Grooves chipped in. My dad's expression became grim as he looked over Dr. Grooves' shoulder and stared at the doctors who were attending to me. "Malia's asthmatic attack started again last night," my dad said, his head hanging low in despair. "I can donate my blood to Lucas," a soft familiar voice said, interrupting the two men. It was Veronica.

"The kidney and liver are not able to filter the toxins and there is not enough blood to do hemodialysis." I started to turn him around so we could remove the bandages around his waist. "We can't put him on the transplant queue, because it would be losing an organ." Miriam completed very worried. “In addition, he also appears to be allergic to silver.” The news only got worse, when we finished changing the bandages I went back to the tablet. “Hum…” I started to analyze the information in the database, mainly from the blood bank. “We have 65l of blood from the Bombay team.” I whispered. “I can donate about 500ml, but I would still need to do a complete cycle.”

He almost dropped to his knees, tears streaming down his face as he pleaded: "You donated at our blood station before—don't you remember? I was there too! You and my son share the same blood type!" My wolf growled inwardly, furious: "So what? Does sharing the same blood type mean I'm supposed to donate endlessly until I collapse?" I bit back the rage and forced myself to speak calmly: "I physically can't donate again. You'd better contact your Medical Center—they're supposed to have plenty of that blood type. It's a common one across packs." But instead of understanding, James slammed his hand on my desk and exploded with anger: "How dare you push this trivial matter to the Medical Center?!

The needle punctured her vein, and her dark red blood slowly flowed into a bag. As the blood trickled out, Mable’s already pale face became even paler. She leaned against the chair with one hand on her abdomen, feeling dizzy. An average person typically donated 200 to 400ml of blood, so donating 300ml was generally safe. However, Mable’s current physical condition was not good, so donating 300ml was too risky. She could not afford to endanger her unborn child’s life. Thus, when the amount reached 200ml, she removed the needle.

Mary replied with pursed lips. " Why? What happened to her? " " Hm... Boss, at that point where you were in dire need of blood. Madame was the only one available to donate blood to you. " " How...? " " She's AB negative. " " I know... But why...? " For some reason, Aiden felt very guilty knowing that Malisa had to donate her blood to him... " Well... She was the one who insisted on donating her blood to you... "

I let out a breath of relief but I noticed he wasn't looking too happy, "concerning the man who helped with Alpha Draven's blood, he's currently unconscious, we're grateful that you have the rarest wolf blood if not, he might have been dead already." "Did you just say rarest wolf blood?" I asked, completely confused, "I thought it was normal to have type A negative blood." "Only 0.001 percent of the world have that blood, maybe you and the man are related or something," the doctor continued, he took a bow about to leave. "Doc, is it possible to get a DNA test with I and the mysterious man?" I asked softly. "Yes it is, just meet with the nurse that took your blood and she would run it for you

Gwen did not notice Jared because she left through another corridor. On the other hand, Jared stopped the nurse and asked, “What infusion is she getting?” “Are you referring to Miss White?” The nurse answered honestly, “A while ago, our hospital had an accident patient, whose blood type was rhesus negative*. The surgery required a considerable amount of blood for the blood transfusion, but our blood bank lacked that blood type, and the other hospitals couldn’t transfer us more blood in time. Luckily, Miss White was at the hospital that day. She offered to donate her blood after hearing about the matter, and she donated nearly 400 cc* of blood. In the end, she passed out before she was able t

"I know. That's why I didn't hang up." Chris was probably the only person with integrity in the Carlton family. Olivia didn't mock him. Instead, she politely listened to everything he had to say. "Olivia, I forgot to tell you this. Donating bone marrow won't affect a healthy person. They will recover in about 10 days. "It's not the same as donating kidneys, which can bring irreversible harm." Olivia replied, "Mr. Carlton, I learned medicine before. I understand everything you talked about." "Then …"

Raine said, “That’s because you need iron. I’m not kidding about the blood.” “I’m not kidding about the steak,” Darrell smiled. “I’ll be fine.” He couldn’t tell her that human blood transfusions weren’t a good idea. This might just be a myth, but it was believed that with non-wolf-borns, mixing in human blood could take away their gift. He wasn’t about to test it. It wouldn’t take more than a few days of weak limbs and ravishing hunger to endure for him to get better. His blood also couldn’t be inspected in a lab. One test and they’d know something was up, that he had mixed DNA. A shit-storm would erupt that would undoubtedly end with his pack leaving New Crossia City forever. Probably after