Chapter 157 Rhânegative Blood
When Gustave carried Darlene into the hospital, the doctor on duty was Nathen.
Since Darlene was not hospitalized, Nathen had not stayed in the hospital for the past few days and
went straight to the company.
His intention of being a doctor was to get close to Darlene, but now that Martin was old, Nathen had to
spend more effort on company matters.
Therefore, once Darlene left, Nathen naturally wouldnât stay in the hospital.
Today, Nathen suddenly came to be on duty because something had happened.
Kynlee, who had escaped from the station before, was secretly pushed off the cliff by Nathen, but now
she was found by the police.
Kynlee was injured too severely when she was found, and her life was in danger. Her internal organs,
especially the heart, and lungs, were mainly injured. So before the police arrested her and brought her
back to prison, they could only send her to receive
some necessary treatment.
Nathen managed to become Kynleeâs current attending physician through his connections. He went to
look at Kynlee, and it almost scared the shit out of Kynlee.
However, Kynlee did not have the courage to report Nathen to the police. Her intuition. told her that this
man was very scary. However, after Nathen left, she was trembling.
The police and doctors thought that Kynlee had fallen off a cliff and had a concussion, so she was not in
a normal state. No one would know that her abnormality had
something to do with Nathen.
Nathen had just come out of Kynleeâs ward. He was lightly tapping on the medical record folder with a
pen in his hand. He was wearing a white coat with his head slightly lowered and his eyes gloomy. When
he walked forward, he bumped into Gustave, who was rushing over with Darlene in his arms.
Nathen looked over and immediately approached. His face sank. âWhatâs going on?â
Gustaveâs face was serious. Aleena, who was behind him, said anxiously, âDr. Elicott, luckily, you are
here. Darlene was a little stimulated. She might have a heart attack. Hurry up and take a look at her.â
Nathen turned around and walked to the empty ward. On the way, he stopped an empty stretcher
pushed by a nurse. âMake the rounds of the wards. Let her lie on the stretcher and push her over.â
â
Gustave saw that the ward at the end of the corridor was not far away. It was not
troublesome for him to carry Darlene over. âThere is no need to use the stretcher. Letâs go directly to the
ward.â
Nathen stopped walking and said lightly, âMr. Walpole, I am a doctor.â
Gustave had no choice but to quickly put Darlene on the stretcher and push her into the
ward.
Although Gustave could not understand what the difference was between carrying Darlene and pushing
Darlene over at such a distance of two steps.
Nathen followed beside the stretcher and naturally reached out to touch Darleneâs forehead. The nurse
who followed him secretly glanced at the electronic thermometer in the pocket of his doctorâs overall and
did not say a word.
When his hand touched Darleneâs forehead, the temperature he felt was normal. Nathen reached out
and patted Darlene on the shoulder. âDarlene, can you hear me?â
Darleneâs face was pale. She frowned and replied in a barely audible voice, âYes.â
When she was pushed into the ward, Nathen immediately took the instrument to check her, âShe is not
completely unconscious for the time being. Check first and see if she
needs to be sent into the emergency room.â
âThere might be internal bleeding. It might require a blood transfusion. As the patientâs family member,
you have to go to the nurse station to register. Let the nurse go to the
blood bank to check the inventory first and prepare the blood source.â
Aleena immediately said, âIâll go and register. Mr. Walpole, you stay here and see if there is anything you
need help with.â
Gustave nodded. Aleena left the ward in a hurry and went to the nurse station.
There was a middleâaged woman standing at the nurse station. She was wellâmaintained and had an
outstanding temperament. Aleena was an actress. She often looked at people who were like celebrities
out of habit.
The middleâaged woman was also registering for her family. Another nurse helped Aleena register and
asked Aleena, âThe patientâs name, hospital bed number, and which blood type blood should be
prepared?â
Aleena answered carefully, âBed 7, Darlene Garcia, Rhânegative blood. Because of her heart attack, the
doctor said that there might be internal bleeding.â
The nurse nodded, âRhânegative blood, itâs rare. It should be prepared early.â
The middleâaged woman next to Aleena was Dakota.
Dakota had not paid much attention to a strange little girl, Aleena, but when she heard what Aleena said,
her heart inexplicably rippled.
Rhânegative blood, heart disease, what a coincidence. Dakotaâs daughter was also the
same.
When her daughter was born, Dakota found out that her congenital heart disease was inherited from
Lucian.
Because of this matter, Dakota was distressed and complained that her husband passed the disease to
her precious daughter.
Dakota wondered if the Darlene that Aleena was talking about was the Darlene that she
knew.
Dakota could not help but ask, âMiss, is the Darlene that you are talking about Mr. Averyâs wife?â
Aleena did not like Avery, especially when the matter of the court had just happened. When she heard
Averyâs name, she felt disgusted.
However, she still replied out of courtesy, âYes. Madam, do you know Darlene?â
Dakota unconsciously clenched her fists and nodded with a smile, âMy husband is a friend of the Gallard
family. I am quite familiar with Ms. Garcia.â
Dakota had wanted Aleena to take her to see Darlene. But judging from Aleenaâs words,
she knew that Darlene should be sick.
And Dakota saw that Aleena was obviously a little anxious and on guard, so she only
said, âI wonât disturb you, then.â
Aleena nodded and instructed the nurse to help her check the amount of blood stored earlier before
rushing back to the ward.
Dakota felt that she had really lost her daughter for too many years. Now, whenever she heard some
information that sounded related to her daughter, she could not help but
think about it.
Rhânegative blood was rare. Thinking of what the nurse had just said, Dakota took out a business card
from her bag and handed it to the nurse.
âMiss, this is my business card. I happen to have Rhânegative blood. If the patient called Darlene needs
blood, you can contact me here. I can donate my blood for free.â