Xia Xiaonuan staggered a step back.
The bodyguard hurriedly said, "Young Madam, contact the Old Master! Maybe he has the same blood type as the Crown Prince..." Because Mr. Qin was still recovering from his injuries, and now the Young Master was in such a big trouble, the bodyguards' voices were starting to tremble with fear.
Xia Xiaonuan's face also turned pale, she tried hard to calm herself down.
"Call Nangong Feihong, quickly!" she said through gritted teeth.
"Yes, Young Madam!"
After a while, the bodyguard walked up to her: "Young Madam, Young Master Feihong is already on his way. He said he is RH positive type A blood, which doesn't match Young Master's blood type!"
"Nangong Zhongli!"
"..."
"Young Madam... Miss Zhong Li is also on her way, but... but hers doesn't match either! Young Madam, you should call the Old Master!"
Xia Xiaonuan clenched her fists, her eyes fixed on the door of the operating room, tears in her eyes as she nodded.
