Xinwan's body swayed and her voice trembled. "How could it not be? How could it be food poisoning? W-why can't we pump his stomach? Doctor, I-I don't understand what you just said. What do you mean? What do you mean … "
"Wanwan."
Wen Han-woo was still the calmest person in the room. He held Xinwan's hand and asked the doctor, "To put it simply, it's not a normal case of food poisoning?"
"My preliminary guess is that it's not a normal case of food poisoning either."
"There's a way. I want to know."
The doctor nodded. "Although the test results are not out yet and we don't know what kind of poisoning it is, it's definitely food poisoning. Given Little Young Master's condition, I think the best way to treat him is to have a blood transfusion treatment."
Tong Qing Meng felt dizzy and couldn't speak. She sat on the stool, her body stiff and trembling.
Xinwan wasn't any better. When she heard the word 'blood transfusion,' her face turned paler than a sheet of paper. "Blood transfusion treatment?"
She had heard these words in television dramas before. It was easy to understand them literally. Blood transfusion treatment meant that there was something in a person's blood that could threaten his life. If it couldn't be removed, then blood transfusion treatment was the only way.
"This is just a preliminary guess. This is the worst-case scenario." The doctor's answer was more reserved. "How about this, Young Master Wen? Little Young Master's blood test report will be out in ten minutes. I'll make a decision after looking at his blood test report. What do you think?"
What else could they do?
Of course, they had to wait until the blood test report was out.
Wen Han-woo personally went to settle the admission procedures. Xinwan and Tong Qing Meng had been accompanying Tong Yanyu the whole time. The ward was quickly arranged. Wen Han-woo had also just completed the procedures.
Tong Yanyu had been unconscious since he was sent to the hospital. His little face was pale and bloodless. Although he wasn't foaming at the mouth like before, he was now lying quietly on the bed. In the blink of an eye, he seemed to have lost a lot of weight. Xinwan's heart ached for him.
And fear.
This was her life. If something happened to him, what would she do?
Tong Yanyu's attending physician quickly returned with a blood test report. The final result was that he did not know what he had eaten, but there was poison in his blood. Furthermore, it was not discovered in time, so the gastric lavage was not enough to save him from danger. In the end, they followed the instructions of the attending physician — a blood transfusion.
Xinwan felt as if the world had turned dark.
Blood exchange treatment, as the name implied, was to change the blood in her son's body. She didn't know what she had done wrong, but now her baby had to suffer such pain. Tears welled up in her eyes as she walked forward uncontrollably. She grabbed the doctor's hand and asked blankly, "Why must it be like this? Is there no other way? "
"Don't worry too much. The best thing to do now is to get the family member to sign the consent form as soon as possible. Of course, I can't guarantee 100% safety for any surgery, but I'll do my best. Based on my initial estimation, there shouldn't be too much of a problem after the blood transfusion treatment, but this matter can't be delayed now."
The doctor explained, "Young Master Wen, time is of the essence. Do you think …"
Wen Han-woo glanced at Xinwan, who was in a daze. He thought for a moment and finally nodded. "I'm the child's father. I'll go into the operating theater with him."
The doctor nodded. "That's the best. We need the same blood anyway, but Young Master Wen, although you're strong, the blood transfusion treatment still requires a large amount of blood. I'm afraid it'll be difficult for you to do it alone. Of course, you and Young Master both have type A blood, so it's not too special. However, our hospital's blood bank ran out of type A blood yesterday, so I was thinking that if there's a family member with type A blood, we'll get him to come over in case of an emergency."
Wen Han-woo knew that Wu Xiuming had type O blood. Of course, he didn't need to guess to know that Wen Haoxuan had type A. Although he was old, Wen Han-woo thought that it would be good to get him to come over now that the situation was special.
After all, they were all members of the Family Wen. Who wouldn't want to use the blood of someone close to them for a blood transfusion?
Wen Han-woo asked the attending doctor to bring the operation consent form over. He wanted to get Xinwan to sign it. Now, Xinwan was Xiao Yu's guardian. However, Xinwan couldn't even hold a pen. Wen Han-woo had no choice but to sign it himself.
Before he left, he said to Xinwan, "Wanwan, trust me, okay? I won't let anything happen to our son. Actually, it's just a blood transfusion treatment. He'll be fine. I promise you, okay? I'll definitely save him. I'll definitely make sure he's alive and kicking. "
Xinwan's tears didn't stop. She nodded and shook her head. At this time, she really didn't know what else to say. However, she couldn't deny that Wen Han-woo's comfort at this time was the most effective.
At least she wasn't alone and helpless. At least he was by her side. Although the blood transfusion treatment sounded a little scary, she thought that an omnipotent man like Wen Han-woo would definitely save her son.
Wen Han-woo agreed to the doctor's suggestion. He asked Wen Haoxuan to come over because he still respected his elders.
Although he didn't want to let the Family Wen know that something had happened to Xiao Yu, he didn't want to hide the current situation. If there was really an accident, it would be more troublesome. At least he could control the situation now.
Moreover, the operation was about to start and the hospital's blood bank was out of blood. If he entered the operating room alone, what would the two women outside do if something really happened?
He thought about it again and again and still called Wen Haoxuan's mobile phone.
At two o 'clock in the morning, Wen Haoxuan had long fallen asleep. His mobile phone rang for a long time before he woke up in a daze. Wu Xiuming, who was lying beside him, didn't move at all. When she was sleeping, even the eighth typhoon might not be able to wake her up.
Wen Haoxuan turned on the bedside lamp and put on his reading glasses. Only then did he feel for his mobile phone. He glanced at it and saw that the number was from his son, Wen Han-woo. He directly picked it up.
"Hanwoo, why are you calling me so late at night? What's the matter?"
Wen Han-woo didn't beat around the bush and said directly, "Father, I'm in the hospital now. Can you make a trip over?"
Wen Haoxuan's heart tightened and he hurriedly sat up straight. Just as he was about to say something, Wen Han-woo said, "Don't worry, if I called you, then it's not too serious. How about this, make a trip over first? Mother must still be sleeping now. Don't inform her, lest she frets over nothing."
Wen Haoxuan asked anxiously, "Hanwoo, what happened? You have to tell me first. Otherwise, how can I be at ease? Tell me, what's going on? It's so late at night, why are you in the hospital? "
Wen Han-woo knew his father's temper. He had to get to the bottom of everything first. In order to save time, he avoided the main issue and said, "It's not my problem. Something happened to Xiao Yu and now he needs a minor operation. I have to give him a blood transfusion, but I'm afraid there won't be enough blood when the time comes. Coincidentally, the hospital's blood bank is also out of stock, so I asked you to come over just in case. Father, I still have to trouble you."
Wen Han-woo felt that it was not too much to ask for such a request.
Wen Haoxuan's health was quite good, because Wen Han-woo had already made a name for himself in the business circle in his early years. Under his management of the Wen Corporation, Wen Haoxuan did not have to worry about anything at all. He retired relatively early and had very good daily habits. Therefore, even at his age, if he really wanted to give some blood, there would definitely be no problem.
Wen Han-woo had always been very filial to his parents, so before he made this request to Wen Haoxuan, he had also carefully considered these factors.
However, after he said it, there was no response from the other end of the line for a long time.
Wen Han-woo thought that his father did not hear clearly in the middle of the night. After a moment of silence, he said again, "Father, did you not hear it? Xiao Yu's situation is more critical and needs an operation immediately. Do you think you can get up now? Or I can get the chauffeur to pick you up. "
"No, no need," Wen Haoxuan said hurriedly.
His voice was a little hoarse, but after all, it was night and Wen Han-woo did not think too much about it. Soon, he heard his father say, "Hanwoo, then wait for me. I'll be there in a while."
"Father, it's too late. I'll get the chauffeur to pick you up."
"Isn't it more of a waste of time to go back and forth? Wait for me, I'll drive myself. "
Wen Han-woo thought about it and agreed. Family Wen had a personal chauffeur, but it was too late now. If the chauffeur rushed over to pick his father up, the time wasted would be at least one or two hours.
"Okay then, Father. Drive carefully at night."
Wen Han-woo thought about it and said, "Mother is sleeping. You don't have to inform her. I'm afraid that if she knows, it will be more troublesome. I'll tell her personally tomorrow."
No matter what, Wen Haoxuan was definitely more open-minded than Wu Xiuming. He knew what his son's purpose was. These few days, Xiao Yu had been at Family Jiang. Originally, Wu Xiuming had been making a lot of noise because of this matter, but because of Hanwoo's relationship, of course, she did not dare to look for Xiao Yu again. Now that something had happened to Xiao Yu, if she knew, she would really make a big fuss.
"I know."
Wen Haoxuan hung up the phone, but he was worried.
He did not know what to do, but he really did not think of waking Wu Xiuming up.
His wife had too many shortcomings. In such a situation, she would definitely not be of any help to him. When the time came, it would be easy for her to cause more trouble.
However, he had to go to the hospital. Wen Haoxuan frowned, turned over, and got out of bed. He walked to the cloakroom, picked a set of comfortable casual clothes, and took a jacket. After putting it on, he stood in front of the mirror, thought about it, and finally took out his phone. He found a phone number. He still hesitated for a moment, but after careful consideration, he felt that he could not continue to dawdle like this.
Some things could not be exposed, but Xiao Yu's situation could not be delayed.
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