Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"Well, I don't know much about treating illnesses, but I'm sure you'll recognize livor mortis. Your daughter's period has been going on for half a month, and she's still bleeding. The amount of bleeding is clearly not right."

"...How did you know that? Yuanyuan actually told you."

Su Chen lowered his voice and said softly, "Don't tell her yet, lest she get too emotional. Go and look after her, calm her down, and wait for the ambulance to come and go to the hospital."

Qin Wushuang nodded and agreed, "Yes, Mr. Yan, Su Chen would never make such a joke. Your daughter's expression is indeed not right."

"Didn't you notice that her face is completely pale and even bluish? And it's her normal period, how could it last half a month?"

Yan Lin's heart was pounding and she was a little scared.

She murmured, "I'm busy with work, so usually it's the housekeeper who takes care of Yuanyuan. Her period has always been longer than others, and every time it comes, she has some anemia. I didn't expect it to be so serious."

"I, I'll go keep her company. Thank you, sir, for your reminder."

"Boss Qin, can we reschedule our cooperation? It's all my fault for wasting your time. I'll report this to headquarters..."

Qin Wushuang waved his hand and said softly, "It's okay, we can make another appointment. If we really can't make it up, we can discuss cooperation in the evening. The safety of the child is the most important thing."

Yan Lin looked at her quickly, then stood up and walked towards her daughter.

Not long after, the ambulance arrived. The nurse came up with a stretcher and entered the conference room. After asking a few simple questions, she walked towards Yuanyuan, who looked confused.

What? Why are these people coming for her?

"Mom, what did you do? I just had a long period and a few bruises on my body. It's not a big deal. I don't want to be hospitalized."

The nurse stepped forward and carefully examined the bruises on her arm. Her hands were shaking with fear and she shouted, "Hurry, someone, take her to the hospital."

Yuanyuan was startled and blinked her eyes: "Sister nurse, what's wrong with you? I just have a bruise. Are you scared? I have had anemia since I was a child. It's nothing serious."

"Shh, don't talk, let's go to the hospital for a check-up."

The group arrived at the hospital and the three of them waited in the corridor.

Qin Wushuang comforted him, "Don't worry, Mr. Yan. This is the best hospital in the capital. The little girl will be fine. It's just that she often suffers from anemia. Didn't you take her for a checkup?"

Yan Lin looked remorseful. "I was busy with work, so I usually left it to his father. I thought there was a housekeeper at home, so nothing would go wrong. I didn't take it to heart even though I knew about it."

"Yuanyuan often had bruises on her body. I thought it was a physical problem, but I didn't expect it to be so serious."

"Luckily, we got him here in time. The doctor said if he had accidentally broken a wound, the bleeding would have been impossible to stop and there would have been no time to save him. Now, all he needs is a platelet transfusion and he'll be fine."

Su Chen sat quietly aside, looking towards the operating room. The death aura was slowly fading. He said calmly, "The patient is out of danger. The death aura is fading."

Upon hearing this, Yan Lin followed his gaze and saw no death energy. She couldn't help but wonder, "Death energy, what is that?"

"Death energy, as the name suggests, is a kind of death energy that only appears on people who are about to die. It usually appears on people who are seriously ill or have a last-minute recovery. It is rare to see it on a little girl."

"I also saw the dead energy coming from the little girl, and I felt something was wrong. I asked her some questions, and luckily she was honest, so I started to suspect that there was something wrong with her platelets."

Su Chen opened his cell phone, found a piece of news, handed the phone over and asked the other party to take a look.

"Look, this is a news story about a person who died from an injury due to a platelet problem. The bruises on the deceased's body are called livor mortis."

"It's exactly the same as on the little girl."

Yan Lin looked through it carefully, a look of fear on her face: "I am really incompetent. She is traveling. If something happens to her, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Su Chen nodded and said seriously: "Since the little girl is born with low platelet count, she should be aware of dietary supplements in the future. This way, it will be safer when she has her period."