Super Detective in the Fictional World

Luke didn't stop him.

The temperament of this man is very gentle, and his mind communicates that he is not malicious.

Moreover, he has no weapons, no strong muscles, no trace of training, just an ordinary person, or a frail otaku.

Selena came up at the same time. When she saw Bruce, she asked strangely, "Is this a doctor?"

Bruce was awakened by her words and turned her head: "She lost too much blood, which is dangerous. Where are the emergency personnel? She needs surgery as soon as possible, not temporary hemostatic measures."

Luke was silent and looked at Dustin.

"Dr. Banner, I heard Jennifer mentioned you." Dustin saw Bruce's anxious look, and patted his hands with two severe blows on his face: "The ambulance has arrived, with professional first aid Doctor, but they cannot fly over. "

Bruce also saw Dustin's nervousness and helplessness, and the ambulance was also coming, saying it was useless.

He could only walk around, "Hurry up, Jennifer's situation is not great."

Luke was beside him, silently took the first aid kit that Selena had handed over, took out a few shots and checked.

If there is a problem later, he can rely on these first aid drugs to delay time.

More importantly, the bullion quietly followed.

He pulled the dog's head into the room next to it and quickly typed it on his mobile phone to show it.

When the dog's head saw the request made on the mobile phone, the dog's head suddenly shook: What a joke! Uncle Gold Nugget repaired the body, it all recovered in seconds, how could it only repair large blood vessels.

But under Luke's gaze, it could only type a simple phrase on the phone: "Uncontrollable."

Luke also scratched his head, and the nuggets could save Jennifer.

Jennifer's bleeding was cold, but Dustin and her cousin Bruce saw it firsthand.

When the emergency personnel came over and found that her wounds were all gone, how could this be explained?

It can heal and die from serious injuries instantly, which is something that many big guys pay close attention to.

Suddenly, he heard Dustin outside crying, "what? Isn't she type B blood?"

Bruce suddenly said: "She is RH-negative blood, type B blood. Wait, don't you just match her with ordinary type B blood?"

Dustin was annoyed: "I've heard her say she's type B blood before."

Bruce: "It's very troublesome to popularize blood types to people who don't know how to do it. We generally only say that we are of type B blood if it is not necessary."

Luke stepped out and frowned. "Boss, first ask what blood bag the ambulance has."

Dustin called again, looking ugly: "They are carrying ordinary type B blood. In addition, RH-negative blood is in short supply recently and there is not much inventory in the hospital."

Having said that, his phone rang again.

After saying a few words, Dustin turned black: "I'll let the person pass immediately."

Hanging up the phone, he said: "The ambulance was outside two streets and collided with a few suspected drunk driving cars. The ambulance was stopped."

Luke rolled his eyes. "Selena, bring an ambulance over here, don't delay."

Selena turned and left.

Other police officers are likely to persuade the warning.

Luke also let her go, that is, do not beep directly.

As a **** Dustinian, of course, at this critical moment, he must fully support him.

Luke winked at the bullion, and the dog's head immediately followed.

Without this guy, Selena is not safe to go out, and it is hard to guarantee that she will not encounter a neuropathy and swat.

After doing this, he looked at Bruce: "Mr. Banner, did you just say" you generally say you are of type B blood? "

Bruce nodded.

"So, you are also RH-negative blood?" Luke asked.

Bruce nodded again.

Luke buried his head in the first aid box and took out the infusion tube: "Ask first, do you have any contagious diseases?"

Bruce shook his head: "No, it was only a month since my last physical examination."

"Now, are you ready to donate your blood urgently to save your cousin? Mr. Banner," Luke asked, looking at this stern face.

Bruce: "what?"

After a while, Bruce lay down on the sofa next to his cousin Jennifer. She had a needle and an infusion tube in her hand, and her blood was transferring to Jennifer.

Dustin finally relaxed a little, hesitated, and motioned to Luke.

The two walked to the outside corridor, Dustin looked around, and motioned the black shoulder bag raised in his hand: "A huge and hot trouble. I want to ask you first, whether to take the case."

Luke reached out his hand, took the shoulder bag, and pulled out a thick file from the bag: "You almost got killed, can I not answer?"

Dustin looked around, lowering his voice: "They're here to kill Jennifer, not me."

Luke said, "So how do you ..."

Dustin knew what he meant and smiled bitterly: "When I went out for dinner today, I received a call from Jennifer saying that she had made a major discovery in this case and wanted to consult me."

Luke nodded, indicating that he understood, and continued to look at the file in his hand.

After a moment, he looked up and asked in the same low voice: "Esworth?"

Dustin nodded slightly: "Do you know how Jennifer knew me?"

Luke shook his head.

"Because of you," Dustin said. "Last time you packed Dylan Isworth, she noticed you and wanted to reach you through me."

Luke: "..." Now how did it become your hero to save the beauty?

They simply returned to the room after the transfer.

Luke found the copy machine in Jennifer's house, copied the dossier, put the copy in the dossier cover, stuffed the black shoulder bag, and threw it into the corner of Jennifer's room.

The original dossier was naturally packed in his own backpack.

...

Five minutes later, emergency personnel rushed into the room with the stretcher bed: "Where is the patient?"

Everyone pointed to Jennifer on the sofa ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ A doctor stepped forward and checked quickly, and saw the simple blood transfusion device, and was suddenly shocked: "What are you messing with? This direct blood transfusion will Do you understand, dead? "

Luke: "We understand! She's been shot for more than ten minutes and has RH negative blood. This gentleman is her cousin with the same blood. Doctor, what you need is to start emergency work as soon as possible.

The doctor was dumb.

They didn't prepare RH-negative blood in the car. The sentence just now was just a subconscious reaction.

The words came out, and the doctor responded.

At first glance, this kind of emergency blood transfusion is a battlefield method. It is a temporary life-saving means under limited conditions. Of course, it will not fully comply with hospital emergency rules.

The woman may not be able to survive until she is transfused after being taken to the hospital.

"Take her downstairs." The doctor said briefly, and looked at Bruce again: "This gentleman had better go together, we don't have blood bags for RH negative blood."