Soon a nurse came to take Ran Xiangsi for a blood test.
During the process, the nurse asked routinely, "Do you know your blood type?"
"I don't know." Ran Xiangsi shook her head. Over the years, although she often had minor illnesses, honestly she never paid attention to her blood type.
Upon hearing this, the nurse frowned slightly, "Okay, then please rest here for a while."
Following the nurse's instruction, Ran Xiangsi moved aside, holding the spot where the blood had been drawn.
She turned her head to look at another area of the corridor, where the operating room was.
Ran Zhonghai was still undergoing surgery; she had heard the nurses inside discussing in low voices when she had her blood drawn, saying that Ran Zhonghai's condition was not optimistic this time.
After all, it was still a matter of kinship. Although they hadn't lived together for years, and even when they were together, they often didn't get along well, but...
