Chapter 1139 Guy thought of how Charmine might have a migraine anytime, thus he took good care of his body and was very cooperative when Nial examined him.
Inside the medical laboratory on the third floor...
As Nial examined Guy, Charmine contacted Uncle Sam to inquire about the blood-replenishing medication.
Uncle Sam replied, [Dear me, I forgot to tell you. Even though it's effective, it takes at least ten days to be effective. It doesn't work right away. Within these ten days, he must take good care of his body and living environment.]
Charmineâs heart sank.
Ten days?
Guy would suffer from severe anemia for the next ten days?
If the medication would work in ten days, he should get better.
Anyone would not be able to feel well after having 60 milliliters of blood extracted from them every day.
She prayed inwardly that things went well on Anthony's end. Hopefully, he could convince many people to donate blood.
She prayed that Guy's situation was not severe.
Unfortunately...
Guy seemed solemn as the test result came out.
"It's not an optimistic result. Since weâre taking blood from him every day, Mr. Grangerâs body had a strange alteration. His bodyâs immunity and blood -replenishing system had some serious malfunctions due to the large amount of sudden blood deficiency.
This caused his body to go from healthy to having severe anemia. This is the first time Iâve seen something like this happening...â
Charmine frowned. "What can we do?" "Currently, the only thing we can do is to transfuse four hundred milliliters of blood into him and wait for the result to show," concluded Nial.
Charmine frowned. He needed 400 milliliters in one go.
Those with this rare blood type would not give out such a large amount of blood in one go.
She wondered if those coming to Burlington were willing to donate blood...
The wait lasted until night, and Anthony returned with unsavory news.
There were 16 of them arriving in Burlington today... Half of them would not donate their blood no matter what.
Those who were willing either caught a cold or had some chronic disease. In the end, only two volunteers met the requirements.
To top that off, both of them were only willing to donate 200 milliliters of blood. They were afraid that something might happen to themselves.
Charmine looked at the special medical box that Anthony had brought back. She frowned.
There were 400 milliliters in total. What about tomorrow? What else would they do?
Nial smiled optimistically. "Donât worry; others should be arriving tomorrow. At least we have some for now. Who knows, maybe heâll get better?â âYeah, donât worry. Iâm fine. Anemia is nothing severe," Guy reassured them. 1 Anthony saw how Charmine frowned and how Guy had to reassure her-it did not sit well with him. He said to Nial, "Why donât you transfuse blood into him now?â 'Yes, right away!" Nial went ahead to prepare the bed and everything else." Here, Mr.
Granger," he gestured toward him.
Guy went over and sat down.
Nial prepared all kinds of advanced blood transfusion devices.
Anthony instructed Yvonne, 'Take good care of Mr. Granger. He helped us a lot." "Of course." Yvonne thought of her mission, thus she pulled out a stool and sat down, asking with concern, "Mr. Granger, is there something youâd like to eat? Do you want to tell me anything?"
Guy was speechless.
All he cared about was for his body to recover quickly. He did not want to worry Charmine and drag her down.
He hoped he would get better after this blood transfusion...