Chapter 89 Blood Donation

What?

Qin Feng?

Upon hearing the name Qin Feng, He Chenguang's gaze immediately shifted to the television screen beside him.

The television was broadcasting scenes of Qin Feng rushing into the burning building repeatedly to rescue people.

"It really is Captain!"

Although the image was a bit blurry and Qin Feng's face was blackened by the smoke, his back and movements were very similar to Qin Feng's, and Qin Feng's military identity had already been confirmed.

Immediately, He Chenguang stood up and sprinted towards the door, saying as he ran, "Grandma, I'm going to the hospital, so I won't be home."

"Why don't you eat dinner first!" his grandmother called out worriedly.

"We can't eat anything now!" He Chenguang said, grabbing his clothes hanging by the door and rushing out.

His grandmother looked at the rich dishes on the table and could only sigh deeply.

Even though Wang Yanbing, Li Erniu, Xu Tianlong, and Song Kaifei hadn't seen the news, He Chenguang had informed them all. The moment they received the news, they all rushed to Donghai City with their hearts full of worry.

Donghai City, First People's Hospital, Emergency Room.

"Heartbeat weakening..."

"Kidney failure progressing rapidly, lungs, stomach toxins difficult to clear, toxins are spreading faster..."

"Not good! The burned cells and muscles all over his body have become infected..."

"He's almost out of breath!"

In the emergency room, nurses and doctors were rescuing Qin Feng while reporting data on his condition.

Every doctor and nurse was moving quickly.

However, even so, they were overwhelmed.

"Quick, notify the hospital administration, we urgently need internal medicine doctors, neurology doctors, and orthopedic doctors to assist in joint efforts! Hurry!" the chief surgeon shouted!

"Yes!"

A nurse rushed out quickly.

"Nurse! How is my grandson? Is he alright?" As soon as the nurse went out, Chen Yi and Qin Guotao and a few others quickly surrounded her, their faces full of tears and their voices hoarse with anxiety.

"Please don't worry, we are still working on the rescue and will do our utmost!" After speaking, the nurse quickly ran off to make a call.

Hearing this, Chen Yi immediately threw herself into Qin Guotao's arms, praying and worrying...

Inside the operating room.

"Not good! He's severely short of blood! Our hospital's blood bank is running out!"

"How can there be no blood at this critical juncture?" the chief surgeon asked urgently.

"Besides the young hero, many burn victims at the fire scene also need blood transfusions. Coupled with the numerous car accidents in the past two days, the blood bank was already tight, and with today's demand, it's basically depleted!"

"Immediately tell the young hero's family to donate blood!"

"A little bit won't be enough! In his current condition, he needs a large amount of blood to maintain his vital signs!"

"Then let the hospital find a way, let the hospital transfer it from other hospitals! If that doesn't work, let our hospital's doctors and nurses donate blood! Do I need to say more? We absolutely cannot let the young hero die! Absolutely not!" the chief surgeon roared.

"Yes!" Another nurse rushed out.

"Who is the family of the young hero Qin Feng?" the nurse called out quickly.

"We are! We are!"

"The young hero is severely short of blood, and our hospital's blood bank has no O-type blood! If any of you are O-type blood like the young hero, we need you to donate blood to him to save him!"

"I am! I am! I'm O-type blood! Take my blood! Quickly!" Chen Yi shouted.

"Just one person is definitely not enough, we need more blood!" the nurse said anxiously.

Jiang Guotao's face was full of worry; he was B-type blood.

O-type blood can be matched with A/B type blood, but A and B type blood cannot be matched with O-type blood!

At this moment, the mayor of Donghai City, standing nearby, quickly stepped forward and said, "Nurse, take the young hero's relatives to donate blood first! Leave the rest to me! I'll handle it! I am Wu Wenbin, the mayor of Donghai City, and I promise you that I will procure enough O-type blood for the young hero as quickly as possible!"

"Okay!" the nurse replied and quickly took Chen Yi to donate blood.

Wu Wenbin, on the other hand, quickly pulled two or three nurses and rushed out of the hospital entrance.

At this time, outside the hospital entrance, many media outlets and a large number of citizens were still gathered, inquiring about Qin Feng's condition and that of other burn victims from the hospital doctors and security guards.

"The mayor is out!" Some recognized Wu Wenbin and immediately said so.

The next second, all the media reporters swarmed towards him.

Before the media reporters could speak, Wu Wenbin, with a very serious expression, shouted loudly, "Everyone, please be quiet for a moment! Hello everyone, I am Wu Wenbin, the mayor of Donghai City. There is an urgent situation now that requires everyone's help! The young hero is still in critical condition, but currently, the hospital's blood bank is in dire need, and the young hero urgently needs a blood transfusion. The hospital's blood supply is insufficient. Is there anyone here who is O-type blood and is confirmed to be healthy? I hope you can donate some blood to our young hero and save him! I beg you all!"

After speaking, Wu Wenbin bowed deeply to all the media reporters and the citizens present.

"I am O-type blood! My blood is fine! I'll go donate blood!"

"I am also O-type blood! Let the hospital take as much as they need, I can do it!"

"Me too!!"

"..."

As soon as Wu Wenbin finished speaking, many people at the scene, including some media reporters, raised their hands and shouted loudly.

Seeing the enthusiastic help from so many citizens, Wu Wenbin bowed again in gratitude. As the mayor of a city, he could not escape responsibility for such a major fire.

If Qin Feng had not rushed into the fire today to rescue dozens of trapped civilians, his tenure as mayor would have been over. Now, Qin Feng was not only a hero to the people but also Wu Wenbin's benefactor.

With the blood donation from the public, Qin Feng's situation had finally resolved one problem, but his current physical condition remained precarious.

His superficial skin and muscles were almost entirely scorched and dead, more than half of his fat and moisture had been burned away and evaporated, many capillaries were severely blocked and damaged, and throughout his body, due to the severe burns and lack of timely treatment, infection was rampant.

Most importantly, he had inhaled too many toxic gases, and all his internal organs had begun to fail.

"How is it?" Soon, Fan Tianlei and the others also arrived.

Just as He Zhijun and the others arrived, Gao Shiwei came shortly after. He had also seen the news and rushed over immediately. After all, Qin Feng was a soldier under his command, and a capable one at that.

"Greetings, Commander!" Fan Tianlei and He Zhijun stood at attention and saluted quickly upon seeing the military region commander arrive.

"That's enough, no need for salutes at a time like this. How is Comrade Qin Feng?" Gao Shiwei asked immediately.

"We just arrived too," Fan Tianlei replied.

Following that, He Chenguang and the others also arrived at the hospital. Seeing the military region commander present, they immediately saluted.

At this moment...