CHAPTER 8*GOLDEN BLOOD*
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“Dr Stance, get the MRI ready. I want a TBCT done on the subject in the EAD room and I want results within the next hour. Have a lab technician bring me the chart results of the recent blood test done and please take the serum vial to the micro lab for re-evaluation.”
Dr Oscar instructs his assistant as he goes through the recent charts of the regenerative blood they had on the label, looking for any similar traits it had with the other bloods.
It’s been a week since his last encounter with Delisha and the poor scientist has done nothing but work endlessly.
Carrying out various research and blood tests on the subject, nothing so far has pointed doctor Oscar in the direction he wants to go.
He is hoping he finds something helpful with the blood test results and also with the full body scanner.
If Delisha keeps her promise about bringing the chemist, enhancing the serum would become a lot easier and faster for the scientist.
But first he needs to know why Cillians’ body rejected the serum and what type of wolf the blood belongs to.
“Dr Oscar, I have the blood report.”
“Bring it and please get on with the TBCT.”
Dr Oscar instructs as stance walks in, dropping the file with the blood report on the table.
The head scientist drops the chart data in his hand and picks up the file with the blood result.
Dr Oscar flips through the report, and he slumps in his seat, heaving a breath. The doctor didn’t know if to be happy that he now knows the reason for the reject or if sad with the blood result.
The reports now have given him a way out an insight into what areas to develop the serum, but that also means more workload for him and on the test subject.
If Dr Oscar ever wants the experiment to become a success, then he is already seeing a lot more than he bargained on his plate and that weighed down on the scientist.
The revelation with the blood test result means the entire procedure of the experiment would drag longer than planned, if Delisha provides the right sources.
“Doctor?”
Dr Oscar lifts his head from the desk at the sound of his name and he looks wearily at his assistant doctor, who stood at the entrance of his office.
“Yes?”
Dr Oscar responds, tiredly.
“We did the TBCT, you can come look at the snapshots.”
Assistant Dr Stance says and Oscar sighs.
“Is there anything unusual about his body’s anatomy?”
Dr Oscar asks, and Stance shakes his heart.
“No, his heart, lungs and pelvis look normal.”
Stance answers, and Dr Oscar frowns.
“He should have some sort of abnormalities given his blood type.”
The head scientist says, going through the blood report again.
“You know what, carry out a nuclear imaging procedure on him.”
Dr Oscar instructs.
“Do you think he has a bone disease? Shouldn’t we just do an x-ray?”
Stance suggests and Dr Oscar shakes.
“That won’t show me what I want to see. Proceed with the bone scan, and make it fast.”
Dr Oscar instructs, putting on his lab coat and he exist the office.
“How is the development of the serum coming?”
Dr Oscars the medical technologists walking into the section booth in the lab.
“Oh, we are waiting on the clinical pathology to give us a report on the chemical constituents of blood before we proceed with the next step of the serum preparation.”
The medical technologist in charge says.
“Okay. In the meantime, I want you to stop production on the serum and the development. I’ve just discovered something new with the test subject and this discovery would take a while before we can proceed with serialising the blood again. You can continue with doing more research on the biopsies or anatomy or anything you need answers on but put production on hold.”
Dr Oscar informs, and the lady nods, pushing her glasses up her nose.
“No problem, perhaps we should try enhancing the other bloods in the meantime, see if we can find anything useful.”
“Yes, that’s also a good idea, thank you.”
Dr Oscar tells her, leaving the booth, and he makes his way back to his office.
“I’ve been waiting here for some minutes.”
Delisha says, sensing the doctor as he makes his way into the office.
“Welcome, master. I had to pass out some instruction to the medical technologist.”
Oscar responds, taking the seat before Delisha.
“What instructions?”
“With the serum production, I told them to put it on hold for now.”
Oscar responds, and Delisha frowns.
“I hope you have a good reason for that, because if you don’t...”
Delisha paused as the heads scientist passes her a file and she flips it open.
“What is this?”
The witch asked, waving the file in her hand.
“That’s the blood test result carried out on the subject.”
Delisha tilts his head at his response before throwing the file at him.
“So.. Is there a way you expect me to know what any of those means? You are the professional here, not me. Your duty is to explain whatever the report says and not hand me the file, so get on with it and stop wasting my time.”
Delisha snaps and the Dr gulps, nodding his head.
“Right... The results show he is has a rare blood type, Rhnull and that is why his body rejected the serum.”
Dr Oscar says, and Delisha leans back in her seat.
“What is that? Isn’t the blood types ABO, what is Rhnull?”
Delisha asks, confused, and Oscar sighs.
“Rhnull is a rare blood type, often referred to as golden blood. It’s one of the rarest and most precious blood type, it’s like a needle in a haystack and less than fifty people in the world have it....”
“Oscar, I am not here to know which people have what blood type. Get to the point and tell me what I need to know.”
Delisha snaps, cutting him off, and the doctor sighs. If only she knows that everything he is saying has its own importance.
“People who have the golden blood type lacks Rh antigens and there are sixty-one Rh antigens. It means their DNA lacks the genes responsible for building RBC protein complexes. These people don’t just lack one, two or three of the 61 Rh antigens, they actually lack all of them. That means the test subject lacks all sixty Rh antigens and people with Rhnull blood type have abnormal RBCs.”
Dr Oscar explains and Delisha nods, even though she didn’t understand any of the things she said.
“So how does all this translates to his body rejecting the serum?”
Delisha questions. Because that was her only concern, Collin could be whatever blood type. Her major focus is the success of the experiment.
“This is it. Rare blood types make it difficult or nearly impossible to get a blood transfusion. People with Rhnull blood type are universal live savers, why they call it golden blood, if donated, it can save life but the down part. People with Rhnull can only receive Rhnull themselves, even if they receive an O-negative blood the presence, of other Rh antigens on the RBCs may trigger a severe immune response.”
Dr Oscar says, and he paused seeing if Delisha is getting the grasp of what he is explaining.
“I am understanding this, continue.”
Delisha responds and the doctor nods.
“That happened with the test subjected, the reaction his body gave after being injected with the serum. The serum still contains the DNA of the regenerative blood with the test subject having a Rhnull blood type, the Rh antigens present in the serum triggered an immune response within his body.”
Dr Oscar explains and Delisha stress sighs.
“So this means you cannot inject him with the serum again? because his body would trigger or something?”
Delisha asks, and Dr Oscar nods.
“No, there has to be a way. He is the perfect candidate for this experiment.”
Delisha says, standing up on her feet and she paces the room.
“Well, there is a way out but it almost impossible.”
Dr Oscar says and the grabs Delisha’s attention.
“There is nothing impossible, if you try. I’m all ears.”
The witch says, leaning over the desk just then Dr stance walks into the office.
“Sir, the result of the bone scan is out. You should have to have a look.”
The assistant doctor says, and Dr Oscar ushers for Delisha to follow him.
Stance leads them to another glass section cubicle of the laboratory and Dr Oscar enters standing before the screen with the x-ray scan results of Collins.
The doctor moves closer to the screen, and he sighs.
“I knew there had to be an abnormality in his body anatomy.”
“Why?”
Delisha questions.
“Lets go back to my office.”
Dr Oscar says, leading the witch back to his office, and they take their seats.
“His bones are deformed. It looked like someone broke it and it healed after a while or replaced. It might have also mutated in a way.”
Dr Oscar explains and Delisha sighs.
“Does this help the solution in any way?”
“It might if we get the right resources. We have to perform some intensive blood transfusion on him and he needs a bone marrow transplant before we can proceed with any of the experiment procedures.”
Dr Oscar informs.
“Okay, so what’s stopping you?”
“We need donors, people whose blood type contains Rh antigens. We have to conduct a full blood transfusion on him, including plasma, platelet, and red blood cell transfusion. Exchange transfusion, this would take a while because we can only remove 5-20 ml at a time and replace with fresh blood. To get the process done thoroughly, we need an extensive amount of blood, a high number of donors.”
Dr Oscar explains and Delisha hums.
“Like how many number of donors do you need?”
The witch asks, and the scientist did some calculations on his pad.
“To avoid running at risks about One hundred and fifty. It’s a lot but for precautions’ sake and they all have to be O-negative.”
Oscar informs, and Delisha nods.
“I’ll have some delivered by next week. You can start with fifty, can’t you?”
Delisha asks, and the scientist nods, smiling.
“Good.”
Delisha responds, standing on her feet, preparing to take her leave.
“I forgot to add, since the experiments lead from werewolves and the serum from a werewolf blood. I’ll suggest the donors should be werewolves, precisely omegas. The DNA of the regenerative blood is dominant and, with the test carried out so far, the omega bloods in the vials aren’t dominant. Transfusing omega blood into his body would prevent any immune attack on the serum when next we inject it.”
Dr Oscar adds, and Delisha nods, a sweet sick smile now gracing her face.
“I’ll have my men see to that.”
Delisha replies, before leaving the doctor’s office, and Oscar sighs in relief at her absence.
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