Chapter 2167 Kind Doctor

"Eat it," the doctor placed the bun in front of the child. This is a little girl, a very beautiful little girl, only about three or four years old. The clothes on her body are all dirty, and they have not been changed for several days. It was covered with blood and dirt, and the little girl's body was very dirty. She only had a pair of big eyes, which were also very beautiful.

The little girl took half of the bun, put it to her mouth and started to bite.

With a bang, the door outside was pushed open. The doctor quickly stood up and pushed the little girl inside so that she could carry someone on her back.

Su Muran walked in, a little impatient, "How about it, have you checked everything? When can you give me a blood transfusion?"

And when she saw the child on the ground, a wave of undisguised disgust burst out from her eyes.

"Miss Su, I want to check you first." The doctor had already taken out all the things he was going to use, and then took out the syringe. Su Muran knew what he was going to do, and he was going to draw her blood again. And now she hates having blood drawn. There isn't that much blood in her body, so if it's all drawn out for her, what else can she live for? But in the end she stretched out her arm. The doctor took the needle and drew some of Su Muran's blood.

Su Muran withdrew her arm. She didn't like this kind of thing very much. Although she had been doing this for the past few years, she had blood tests like this every few days, and her blood was drawn like this. Gone.

The doctor put the tube in place and pointed at the dirty little girl hiding in the footrest.

"The injury on the child's head also needs to be taken care of."

Su Muran narrowed her eyes, "What do you mean?" She still cares about that little kid. What she wants is her blood. What does her injury have to do with her?

"Miss Su, have you stayed in the hospital for a long time?" The doctor asked the expressionless Su Muran, and Su Muran felt some anger coming out of his nostrils and twisted his face, not liking the answer. The problem.

"Then you must also know that if a person is injured, he or she may become infected, have a fever, or develop a series of diseases, right?"

"If this is the case..." the doctor explained in his own professional terms, "there will be a certain amount of virus in her blood, and it will be impossible for her to transfuse it to you."

Su Muran felt a little unhappy as she listened, but she couldn't deny that what the doctor said was completely normal. It was impossible for her to want the poisoned blood. She wanted to save lives, not commit suicide.

"You have to figure it out yourself."

Su Muran stood up, turned around and left. She covered her arms and glared at the child huddled in the corner.

"Also, Miss Su..." The doctor still had something to say, "I need to give her better food."

"Why?" Su Muran frowned. She had spent so much effort and laid the plan for so long. Not only did she have to reform Yang Keke, but she also had to find a way to dig out Lu Qin from prison. This little brat has been brought out. Don't tell her. She brought people here just to provide them with good food and drink.

"This child is seriously underweight." The doctor was just talking about the matter and did not mean anything else. "She is too underweight and cannot draw much blood. It will not be of much use to Miss Su's body."

In fact, the doctor has always wanted to say

Even if ten such children were brought in and the blood on Su Muran's body was replaced several times, Su Muran would still not survive in the end, because her disease had nothing to do with blood, but with organ failure. Even if she replaced the blood on her body All the organs have been replaced, and it is impossible to survive.

He originally wanted to leave, but he was unwilling to accept this patient. This was not a physical illness, but a mental illness.

But...he turned back to Sha and glanced at the little one hiding in the corner.

How old is this child? Three or four years old, or younger.

He walked over and squatted in front of the child. The child was not afraid of him, but he just opened his beautiful big eyes. This child was really good-looking.

He reached out and picked up the child, placed her on the hospital bed, and then took a box of medicine.

"Baby, uncle is going to treat your wound. It may hurt, so don't cry."

The doctors were very helpless. Even adults couldn't bear such a big child, let alone a small child.

The child sniffed his little nose gently and sobbed from time to time.

The injury on the child's head hurt when touched. The doctors could clearly feel that the child's small body was constantly shaking, but in the end they did not move away.

The injury on his forehead was treated with good medicine, but the child's arms and legs were small and there were many injuries on his body.

However, Su Muran still knew something. At least the food for the child was better, and he no longer abused her. However, the child was always reluctant to talk, and just huddled in that small corner. Don't know what to think.

"When can the operation be performed?" Su Muran asked again. She was extremely uncomfortable and impatient now, and her body felt much worse than before. She now urgently needed blood and needed to live.

"Miss Su, there is nothing wrong with your body, but the blood is not very clean now, so it still takes a certain amount of time to remove the toxins, otherwise the blood will still be poisonous after blood transfusion."

The doctor had been talking to Su Muren for a long time, and his words were very clear.

She was not sick, but there was no cure. Now she was desperate and tried all kinds of treatments, but unfortunately, the current medical science could not save her life at all. Of course, he was just doing these things for money. He would not tell Su Muren the truth. Even if he told her, she would not believe it. At that time, she would desperately try to grab some life-saving straw, but this straw was too thin and weak. He scratched the child, and the child was very beautiful.

The child blinked his eyes, and a small hand suddenly held the doctor's finger. The small hand was soft and small. In an instant, he knew what was wrong, and the doctor's heart trembled.

It was like the softest part of the heart was stabbed hard, and then there was an indescribable feeling. Children are little angels given by God to adults. This little angel is beautiful and cute, and those big eyes seem to be able to speak. To be honest, he felt that no matter how cruel a person is, he would become soft and kind because of this little face.

Who would be willing to give up such a beautiful child.

"Don't be afraid," the doctor put the child on the table. She was really too small. He had to squat to let her raise her little face to look at people.