Isn't it Ironic?
Lu asked around in the labs for who paged her.
"Dr. Delgado." She turned to see a short balled man she knew as George calling her name.
"George, did you page me?"
"Yes, come here I have to show you something."
George threw Lu a manila folder. The front had a large red stamp on it that read another hospital's name.
"What's this?"
"Well, I was flipping through some paper work from last week, when I came across something. Last week, their best lab tech was out on vacation." George was referring the other hospital. "So, a buddy of mine from over there asked me to do some blood test results. They were more on the personal side for him, because they were for himself and not a patient."
"Yeah, so what? What does this have to do with me?"
"Oh not you Doctor, your Anemic patient. This guy, he has the same blood type as your patient. The rarest type."
"AB negative." Lu finished his sentence. Then she snapped back to reality. "But what makes you think he is going to want to help?"
"Oh, I donno, Doc, maybe you should open up that folder in your lap and figure it out yourself."
Lu opened the folder and looked straight under the category of "Patient's Name". As Lu read the name she felt stunned and laughed a bit at the irony.
"And the best part is, he wants to help."
"He wants to help? Does he know-"
"Yup, I filled him in, after he agreed to help, and he only seemed to want to do the procedure more."
Lu opened the folder again just to check to see if she was right. She thanked George and began to quickly walk down the RWHC.