Cen Zhiqiao grabbed her collar: "Fang Manrou, if anything happens to my dad, I will never spare you!"
"Who is Cen Shanfang's family member?" At this moment, a nurse came out of the operating room and shouted to the people who were pulling her. Cen Zhiqiao immediately let go of Fang Manrou.
"I am his daughter, how is my father?"
"The patient has lost too much blood, and the blood reserve in the blood bank is insufficient. Blood transfusion is now needed." The nurse said calmly.
Cen Zhiqiao immediately stretched out his arm: "I am his daughter, whip me."
The nurse raised her eyebrows: "What's your blood type?"
"Type A, I am type A."
She answered hastily, but the nurse just looked at her strangely and then looked at the person behind her: "Which of you has blood type B?"
Ga--
Cen Zhiqiao froze there, and until Gu Nianchen followed the nurse from behind to draw blood, she still froze there without moving for a long time.
If she remembered correctly, her mother should also have type B blood, so she always thought that her type A blood was inherited from her father. However, Cen Shanfang is neither type A nor type AB, but actually has the same type B as her mother.
Blood, what's going on?
"What's wrong with you?" When Gu Nianchen came out, Cen Zhiqiao was still in a daze, feeling extremely uneasy. When he heard Gu Nianchen's movements, he slowly raised his head and said in confusion: "Gu Nianchen, blood type B
With type B blood, is it possible to give birth to a child with type A blood?”
Her face was pale, even worse than his face, which had just been drawn, and Gu Nianchen couldn't help but feel worried.
"Qiaoqiao you..."
"I'm fine. You must be hungry. You've drawn so much blood. Just wait and I'll buy you something to eat."
After saying this, Cen Zhiqiao grabbed the bag in his hand, turned around and ran out quickly.
The whole person was in a state of confusion, almost unable to think. There was only one thought in his head - what's going on, what on earth is going on?
"Qiao Qiao--" How could Gu Nianchen not worry about her running out alone, and followed her out. Seeing her running very fast, he couldn't help but become more anxious, quickened his pace, and grabbed her arm: "What's going on?
?”
Only then did I realize that the glint in her eyes had not fallen, but was only spinning in her eye sockets. Her little face looked completely helpless.
Looking at Gu Nianchen, she slowly opened her mouth: "Gu Nianchen, I have type A blood, but my father and mother are both type B. How is it possible, how is it possible?"
As if muttering, Gu Nianchen only realized the seriousness of the matter at this time. No wonder she was so confused. If Cen Zhiqiao remembered it correctly, then something big was really going to happen.
"Are you sure your mother has blood type B? Could it be that you remembered it wrong?" I asked cautiously.
Cen Zhiqiao was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "I remember it was, but...when you asked me this, I'm not sure anymore."
"Since you're not sure, don't panic, be good!" Gu Nianchen reassured, reaching out and patting her shoulder. Cen Zhiqiao was stunned and said, "How about...ask my aunt?"
As he said that, he took out the phone, but his hands were shaking so much that he couldn't hold it. Gu Nianchen took it over and found Song Pingyu's phone number.
"I'm here to ask, don't be afraid, I'm here."
Inexplicably, his voice sounded gentler than usual. Cen Zhiqiao's frantic heart finally calmed down a little. He stared at him and pressed the number, holding his hand tightly.
"Hello--" The call was quickly connected, and Song Pingyu's voice came over the phone. Gu Nianchen glanced at Cen Zhiqiao, and then said calmly: "Hello, aunt, I am Gu Nianchen."
The other end seemed stunned for a moment, as if he was thinking about who this man named Gu Nianchen was. A few seconds later, Song Pingyu suddenly exclaimed: "Are you Qiao Qiao's fiancé?"
"Yes, it's me." Gu Nianchen remained calm.
"Then what do you want from me? Did something happen to Qiao Qiao?" His tone was a little anxious.
"No." Gu Nianchen hurriedly spoke: "That's it, Qiao Qiao and I made a bet at home. I said that if Mother Cen is really as elegant and dignified as she said, she must have blood type A, but Qiao Qiao didn't.
I insisted that Mother Cen is type B, so I called you to ask."
"You are talking about my sister."
She didn't expect that she would make a special call because of such a thing. Song Pingyu couldn't help but smile. These young people are playing this in the middle of the night...
"I don't remember exactly what her blood type is, but my wife's words are always right no matter what. Mayor Gu, just give up."
Cen Zhiqiao felt that his hanging heart suddenly dropped. Instead of feeling relieved, he felt relieved.
"Auntie, nothing happens anymore. Let's hang up first."
After saying that, without waiting for Song Pingyu to react, she hung up the phone, folded her hands on her chest, and panted.
"Qiao Qiao--" Gu Nianchen looked at her with a deep look, but Cen Zhiqiao stood up quickly: "Maybe I really remembered it wrong, forget it, don't think about it, go in and take a look at my dad's
How did the surgery go?"
After saying that, he stopped looking at Gu Nianchen and turned around to enter the building of the inpatient department. Gu Nianchen was left standing frozen in place, looking at her hurried back, his eyes dimming little by little.
Qiao Qiao...
The operation lasted for two hours. I don't know how Cen Zhiqiao spent these two hours. It wasn't until the nurse pushed her out of the operating room and sent her to the general ward that she let out a long breath.
"Thanks to the timely blood transfusion, the patient's life is no longer in danger. However, he needs to be carefully observed in the next 24 hours. If anything goes wrong, we must be notified as soon as possible."
The doctor left after giving these instructions, and Cen Zhiqiao just walked into the ward.