Chapter 67 is definitely an act! Foreign netizens break down the defense

Chapter 67 is definitely an act! Foreign netizens break down the defense

Foreign netizens are completely confused!

What's going on in China? Although the previous rescue of the bus was shocking, considering that China has such a dense population, it is barely acceptable to have dozens of great people who sacrificed themselves for others.

But what is going on now? Why are so many people queuing up to donate blood to this old man?

"Don't they know how much blood they're going to have to draw? Why are they so enthusiastic about such a dangerous thing?"

"It's just talk. If you believe it, you're stupid. There are indeed a few enthusiastic people who took the initiative to speak up. They are great angels, but they also make others feel embarrassed. If you were in that situation, you couldn't say to my face that you don't want to donate blood, right?"

“Indeed, even if everyone agrees in their heart that a point of view is immoral, it is impossible to express it openly. This will bring oneself into big trouble.”

"I just think that this one in a few hundred thousand chance is unlikely to happen to me, so it's no big deal to just take a blood sample. If I really find someone who matches me, then it will be fun."

Those who cannot understand this scene try their best to make excuses for themselves and make it conform to their own views that "selfishness is human nature."

Afterwards, the blood donation activity began to be arranged in an orderly manner in the gymnasium.

During the time when Lin Yan was diagnosing the patient, volunteers came from all directions one after another. Although there was still a lack of regular doctors and nurses, it was not a big problem for them to help with sampling after Lin Yan's brief explanation.

Everyone's face was very serious. For a moment, the thousands of people in the entire stadium seemed as quiet as a needle, and only the old man's increasingly intense coughing seemed a little "noisy".

What is the probability that there is a blood sample that matches the old man among the thousands of people in the stadium? Even if there is, what if he happens to be at the back of the queue, delaying the golden rescue time for the old man? Or what if he is in poor health and cannot draw blood at all?
Everyone has their own anxieties in their hearts, and they worry about what will happen in the future - but among all the things they worry about, the only thing that doesn't concern them is whether they should refuse if they really find the right match!

Lin Yan even took the initiative to "kick away" a "troublemaker"!
"Sir, you are going too far. How can you draw blood at your age? I appreciate your kindness, but this is absolutely not allowed!"

"Hey, you youngster, you think I'm too old and useless, right? I can still run a few kilometers every morning and do dozens of pull-ups. You youngsters may not be stronger than me. Stop talking nonsense and take a sample!"

"...Someone please ask this gentleman to go down and have a rest and stop making trouble. Next one!"

Seeing an old man with white hair and a youthful face, almost 80 years old, so enthusiastic to donate blood, everyone in the Huaxia live broadcast room couldn't hold it in for a moment.

This is the old man of our China!

Perhaps God felt that the "joke" he had played on Chang'an City today had gone too far, and needed to give some compensation to this unfortunate city. When the sampling team was halfway through the queue, a scene that excited everyone actually happened!

"Yes! Yes!! Yes!! Brother, your blood sample matches. You can donate your blood to the old man!"

Looking at the test results in front of them, not only Lin Yan, but the whole audience became excited!

Not only was it a one in a hundred thousand miracle, but even more amazing was that the subject's objective condition was very ideal. He was a strong young man in his late thirties, and he must have done a lot of exercise, so he had a very strong body!
This means that as long as he is willing to donate blood, he alone is very likely to provide enough blood!
Hou Pingmeng was so excited that he knelt down in front of the strong young man!
"My benefactor!! My benefactor!! Please be kind! Just tell me how much money you want. You are the benefactor of me and my dad, no, you are the benefactor of our whole family!"

His response made the entire stadium boil:

"Uncle, what are you talking about? When my father was seriously ill, he was helped by an anonymous kind-hearted person in society. Although my father was not blessed enough, I will always remember this kindness in my heart. Now it is my turn to have the opportunity to help others. Is this the time to ask for money? Doctor, just draw as much as you want! I am in good health and can handle more, come on!"

Chen Yifeng, an ordinary office worker in Chang'an City, has no bad habits. He likes to exercise and play games. He is an ordinary person who is very inconspicuous among the tens of millions of people in Chang'an City.

However, ordinary people can also have their own heroic moments!
Five years ago, his father was seriously ill and his family was of average financial situation, so he had no choice but to ask for help from the society. Although the money raised in the end could not save his father's life, he never dared to forget the kindness shown by the society to his family!
Now, it's time for him to contribute his little bit to others!

Seeing him stretch out his arm without saying a word, the live studio was naturally in an uproar. "How is it possible? Did they actually find a suitable blood sample for them? And it just happened to be such a healthy young man?"

"This is such a coincidence! It's so coincidental that it seems fake!"

"He didn't even hesitate when he reached out his hand. It was so fake. The comments were that the acting was so fake!"

"Fuck you guys (Chinese swear words), didn't you see that the blood sampling device was working properly? What came out was not tomato juice! Are you blind or what, you even suspect this is an act?"

"Brother Yan is really cruel. I remember that normally I donate about 300cc of blood. This time, Brother Yan donated almost 600cc without stopping. Could he have donated more than 1000cc? Not to mention humans, even cows can't bear this, right?"

"The theoretical limit of blood draw is 1400-2000, but that is based on the standard of drawing blood until death. We definitely can't draw so much. It's just... considering the old man's current condition, it's better to have more than not enough... But, I'm sorry to trouble this brother."

"Such a strong man, his face turned pale from the beating, but he didn't say a word!"

"He even asked Brother Yan if this was enough, and whether he could still bear it! This is real, I am crying so hard!"

The macho man cried.

And they are not the only ones crying.

At this moment in the gymnasium, there were several whimpers and sobs. Although they realized their loss of composure every time after making a sound and tried to hold back their emotions, there were more than ten or a hundred people who were moved to tears by this strong young man Chen Yifeng.
Afterwards, Lin Yan anesthetized the old man, prepared enough blood bags and tools, and then chose a lounge in the gymnasium to start the operation.

Such crude conditions and simple surgical tools would make any doctor shake his head. Only Lin Yan could try such an extreme treatment environment.

It is definitely impossible to broadcast the surgical scene live, so Martha waited outside the "operating room" with the live camera, and at the same time helped with some volunteer service work.

The tear marks on her face never disappeared.

"Yan, must succeed, must succeed..."

The entire stadium and the entire live broadcast room were praying like this.

They didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear of disturbing the "operating room" which had extremely poor soundproofing but required absolute silence. Everyone waited silently for the result.

The days passed like years, and every minute and every second seemed like a silent torture.

They are scared!
What if the surgical conditions are too poor and the operation cannot be continued halfway through?
What if this young doctor lacks experience in surgery and makes a mess of his steps?
What if we don’t have enough blood packs? What if the old man’s physical condition is too weak to handle it and something unexpected happens?

There are too many heart-wrenching worries!

But, we can only wait!
They thought they were powerless to help the two people in the operating room, so they could only wait outside, keeping as quiet as possible, and giving Lin Yan the least disturbed environment! This was the only way they could help now!
They waited for the result with hope in their hearts.

After an unknown amount of time, under the watchful eyes of everyone, that tired figure slowly walked out of the "operating room".

He clenched his fist, raised it high, and shouted the loudest in the stadium so far:

"We won!"

(End of this chapter)