A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 157 Rh–negative 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 wouldn’t 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 Kynlee’s 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 Kynlee’s 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. “What’s going on?”

Gustave’s face was serious. Aleena, who was behind him, said anxiously, “Dr. Elicott, luckily, you are here. Darlene

was a little stimulated. She might have a heart attack. Hurry up and take a look at her.”

Nathen turned around and walked to the empty ward. On the way, he stopped an empty stretcher pushed by a

nurse. “Make the rounds of the wards. Let her lie on the stretcher and push her over.”

”

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. “There is no need to use the stretcher. Let’s go directly to the ward.”

Nathen stopped walking and said lightly, “Mr. Walpole, I am a doctor.”

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 Darlene’s forehead. The nurse who

followed him secretly glanced at the electronic thermometer in the pocket of his doctor’s overall and did not say a

word.

When his hand touched Darlene’s forehead, the temperature he felt was normal. Nathen reached out and patted

Darlene on the shoulder. “Darlene, can you hear me?”

Darlene’s face was pale. She frowned and replied in a barely audible voice, “Yes.”

When she was pushed into the ward, Nathen immediately took the instrument to check her, “She is not completely

unconscious for the time being. Check first and see if she

needs to be sent into the emergency room.”

“There might be internal bleeding. It might require a blood transfusion. As the patient’s 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.”

Aleena immediately said, “I’ll go and register. Mr. Walpole, you stay here and see if there is anything you need help

with.”

Gustave nodded. Aleena left the ward in a hurry and went to the nurse station.

There was a middle–aged woman standing at the nurse station. She was well–maintained and had an outstanding

temperament. Aleena was an actress. She often looked at people who were like celebrities out of habit.

The middle–aged woman was also registering for her family. Another nurse helped Aleena register and asked

Aleena, “The patient’s name, hospital bed number, and which blood type blood should be prepared?”

Aleena answered carefully, “Bed 7, Darlene Garcia, Rh–negative blood. Because of her heart attack, the doctor said

that there might be internal bleeding.”

The nurse nodded, “Rh–negative blood, it’s rare. It should be prepared early.”

The middle–aged 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.

Rh–negative blood, heart disease, what a coincidence. Dakota’s 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, “Miss, is the Darlene that you are talking about Mr. Avery’s wife?”

Aleena did not like Avery, especially when the matter of the court had just happened. When she heard Avery’s

name, she felt disgusted.

However, she still replied out of courtesy, “Yes. Madam, do you know Darlene?”

Dakota unconsciously clenched her fists and nodded with a smile, “My husband is a friend of the Gallard family. I am

quite familiar with Ms. Garcia.”

Dakota had wanted Aleena to take her to see Darlene. But judging from Aleena’s 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, “I won’t disturb you, then.”

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.

Rh–negative 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.

“Miss, this is my business card. I happen to have Rh–negative blood. If the patient called Darlene needs blood, you

can contact me here. I can donate my blood for free.”