I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 964 - 696 configuration

Chapter 964: 696 configuration

Rh-negative blood, though rare, isn’t unique.

After all, even pandas can be found across the nation in considerable numbers.

With tens of millions of people in East Sea, even if those with this blood type were one in ten thousand, there should still be thousands of people in the entire East Sea.

Of course,

there was another factor: not everyone’s genes were included in the medical system’s database, yet thanks to the relentless efforts of the hospital, a week into the chemotherapy, Jiang Chen received some good news.

They had found a donor with the same blood type.

"Madam, thank you for your cooperation. Please rest assured, bone marrow donation will not cause significant harm to your body. We will notify you as soon as the compatibility results are out."

After the examination, the attending physician reassured the hard-to-come-by hospital donor.

This was a middle-aged woman, probably in her forties, not a local from East Sea, but she had been working in East Sea for many years, currently working as a nanny, with no history of malignant diseases.

It won’t cause significant harm.

Everyone understood the implication of those words.

It won’t cause significant harm; in other words, it meant it would cause some harm.

Even if one’s educational level was low and they had no medical knowledge, everyone should have a basic understanding of the importance of bone marrow to the human body.

Even regular blood donation could cause dizziness and fatigue, let alone bone marrow donation.

It might not be as severe as sacrificing an organ, but it definitely couldn’t be without any impact on health.

However, this woman didn’t seem much concerned about her health, hesitated a bit, then said, "Doctor, I wanted to ask..."

"Go ahead,"

the attending physician kindly said.

The plainly dressed middle-aged woman hesitated and finally asked haltingly, "Is the two million reward you mentioned real?"

There are selfless people in the world, but their number might not be much higher than the proportion of Rh-negative blood; the probability of both these rarities overlapping is even slimmer.

Even blood relatives might stand by in such situations, let alone complete strangers.

This woman, also with "Panda Blood," wasn’t making this sacrifice merely out of goodwill.

The attending physician glanced at Jiang Chen beside him, then nodded at the woman, "Of course, once the compatibility is successful, you will receive a gratitude payment of two million from the patient’s family."

The woman breathed a sigh of relief as if a weight had been lifted from her heart, "Alright, I’ll wait for the notification then."

The attending physician nodded and smiled, "Take care."

The woman walked towards the elevator, her steps light, not just without worry, but her plain face even showed anticipation.

Indeed.

For ordinary people, in the face of two million, the so-called "health risks" seemed trivial.

"When can we expect the results?"

After the woman left, Wei Chuyin asked eagerly.

"About two hours."

Wei Chuyin’s expression brightened, some vitality finally appearing on her tired face.

"General Jiang, I’ll go and get busy then."

Jiang Chen nodded.

The attending physician turned and left.

"I’m going to tell Ai Qian!"

Wei Chuyin excitedly wanted to share the good news.

"Don’t rush,"

Jiang Chen stopped her.

Wei Chuyin paused, confusion in her eyes.

"The results aren’t out yet, we can’t guarantee the compatibility will be successful."

The most painful thing isn’t the absence of hope.

It’s the false joy after glimpsing hope and then being let down.

Thus, Jiang Chen hadn’t informed Ai Qian of the news in advance.

"That lady has Rh-negative blood too, right?" Wei Chuyin said instinctively.

Jiang Chen could understand her feelings and patiently explained, "Having the same blood type doesn’t guarantee compatibility success. Blood type is just a basic requirement or a precondition for compatibility; the final result depends on many other factors."

Wei Chuyin’s expression began to fade, "Then what’s the success rate?"

Jiang Chen shook his head.

He wasn’t a medical professional and couldn’t answer that question.

"We’ll know in two hours."

Wei Chuyin fell silent.

"How’s she doing?"

Jiang Chen inquired.

Wei Chuyin’s expression was complicated, she pursed her lips, wanting to say something but seemingly not knowing how.

Finally, she tried to sound casual: "She’s alright, I guess. She’s in good spirits, but she’s lost all her hair."

"Has she been in pain?"

Wei Chuyin shook her head, smiling, "You wouldn’t believe how brave she’s become. If it were me, I’d probably be scared to death."

There’s no such thing as truly feeling another’s pain.

Yet seeing Ai Qian’s pale face, her thinned hair, and her shaky, elder-like steps, Wei Chuyin’s heart felt as if it were being stabbed, despite Ai Qian always smiling. Wei Chuyin had almost burst into tears several times.

"Why don’t you go home and rest for a day?"

Jiang Chen understood the other’s mental and physical exhaustion.

Since Ai Qian had been hospitalized, even though nursing staff had been arranged, Wei Chuyin had stayed constantly by her side at the hospital, never leaving.

"No need, I’m fine. The hospital room is more comfortable than the room I rent."

Wei Chuyin laughed nonchalantly, then paused, hesitating, "Do you... want to see her?"

"Does she want to see me now?"

Jiang Chen softly asked.

Wei Chuyin fell silent for a moment, then smiled.