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Xu Damao's mother didn't hear it accurately. When she heard that Xu Damao was suffering from ischemia, she turned pale with fright.

"What's going on? It can't be heavy bleeding, right?"

"It's not a massive bleeding, it's just a bit too much blood loss. In order to prevent something bad from happening, I need a blood transfusion." The nurse explained patiently: "There is no suitable one here in the hospital."

"Auntie, you are too old and are not suitable for this blood."

"Does the patient have any brothers, sisters, or children over the age of 18? You can check the blood type, and if appropriate, you can have a blood transfusion."

"Oh, his son is not very old, he is only in his teens, not even eighteen years old..." Xu Damao's mother patted Xu Jizong and asked the nurse, "Is this okay?"

"Actually, it's not that big of a problem. Children at this stage need blood transfusion very quickly, so a blood test is enough."

The nurse looked at Xu Jizong and saw that he was not sallow, skinny, and lacking in nutrition, and said, "Let's check his blood type first. If the blood type is OK and there's no big problem, then we can draw some blood and give it to his father."

"After all, if his father loses blood and passes out, the situation will not be good."

"It's enough to go home and stir-fry pork liver for your child to replenish it."

"Okay, okay, I will listen to you." Xu Damao's mother pushed Xu Jizong to have his blood type tested.

Xu Jizong didn't react at first, but when he saw the nurse holding a needle to prick him, he jumped up with a cry and started to run.

"I don't give injections, I don't give injections!"

Xu Damao's mother quickly held him down with all her strength and comforted him: "Good boy, good boy, I will fry pork liver for you when I get home. You can eat as much as you want, okay?"

"This is not an injection, this is drawing blood for your father. The blood is drawn so that your father can recover as soon as possible and make money for you to buy delicious food."

"I won't draw blood! I won't draw blood!"

Xu Jizong screamed so hard that the patients, nurses and doctors who came and went looked at him.

"Hey, you kid, this is to save your dad; think about how good your dad is to you? Whatever you want to eat or drink, your dad will definitely buy it for you as long as he has money, don't you think so?"

"I won't draw blood, you big idiot!" Xu Jizong opened his mouth, howled, and struggled desperately.

Xu Damao's mother felt so tired that her heart ached and she kept panting violently.

The blood test nurse came out, helped hold Xu Jizong down, and took some blood like killing a New Year pig, and took it for testing.

Seeing that the blood was temporarily drawn, Xu Damao's mother felt relieved.

As soon as he let go of his hand, Xu Jizong immediately ran out, cursing you idiot, and disappeared into the hospital corridor.

Xu Damao's mother felt very uncomfortable. She took out the Jiuxin Pills she had brought with her and took them, and then she felt better.

At this moment, the nurse came over and said, "Your grandson is really disobedient."

Xu Damao's mother forced a smile: "I was fine at home before, but I never had any injections. Maybe I was scared by the injections."

"Okay, go find your grandson. Your son Xu Damao's blood type is type A, and your grandson's blood type is type B. The blood of father and son is not compatible, so there is no way to use your grandson's blood." The nurse said.

"Oh, then my son... his life is not in danger, right?"

"The doctor said, don't go into coma and shock. There shouldn't be any big problems." The nurse smiled and reassured Xu Damao's mother, "Auntie, don't worry. When I went over just now, he was in good condition."

"The blood transfusion is also worried about any accidents. Unless there is no blood, it will definitely not work."

Xu Damao's mother nodded, seeming to understand.

But her attention was attracted by another thing.

"That's not quite right, is it? My son and my grandson are two biological fathers. As the old saying goes, blood is thicker than water."

"According to what is sung in the play, two drops of blood used to blend together in a bowl. How can these blood types be different?"

The nurse smiled and said: "Auntie, you don't know that with the advancement of science now, what was said in operas in the past was not accurate. It is normal for the father and son to have different blood types."

"Look, his father has blood type A, and he has blood type B, so his mother must have blood type B."

"This kid has whatever fucking blood type he has."

Xu Damao's mother nodded: "So that's what happened..."

"But damn, I remember that she also has type A blood. I heard her say that once."

Both the father and the mother have blood type A, but the child has blood type B?

The smile on the nurse's face gradually disappeared and she smiled dryly: "Well, Auntie, you can go look for the child. I have something to do first!"

After speaking, he left in a hurry.

Xu Damao's mother looked at the nurse strangely: "How do you say that you change your face when you change your face? Just now, you were talking about an auntie, and she was talking with a smile on her face..."

After muttering, seeing He Yuzhu, security department colleagues, drivers and other people from the steel rolling mill were still there, Xu Damao's mother quickly stepped forward and said a few words, thanking the leaders for their concern and colleagues for taking care of them.

Worried that Xu Jizong had escaped, she quickly went out to look for him.

Although Xu Jizong scolded her as a fool again, Xu Damao's mother still missed this precious baby in her heart.

We walked around the entrance of the hospital and happened to see a candy blower not far away. Xu Jizong and a group of children gathered around to watch the candy blower.

Xu Damao's mother felt relieved, but also felt inexplicably sad.

This child's biological father is lying in the hospital. Who is he doing this for? He just doesn't want his precious son Xu Jizong to be snatched away by Yang Dahong, that bitch who kills a thousand people, so he got stabbed!

Let’s look at Xu Jizong again. He is just as good as a charlatan.

She also refused to be sensible and cooperate with the blood draw, and even called her grandmother a fool more than once. The child now is really... Sighing, he took out a dime and bought Liangtang Rener, and coaxed Xu Jizong back to the hospital.

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Xu Damao also had a near miss. Not long after, he lay down in the general ward and began to rest, soundly asleep.

He Yuzhu and other people in the steel rolling mill also paid a visit and left after making sure everything was okay.

Xu Damao suffered a work-related injury, so the hospitalization expenses will definitely be reimbursed by the steel rolling mill.

This is also a blessing among misfortunes for Xu Damao's family.

After waiting for a lot of busy work, it was already night.

Xu Damao's mother bought Xu Jizong delicious food and let him lie down on the bed and fell asleep. She couldn't sleep herself because she thought of what happened during the day.

I always feel like I don’t have an answer, and I feel a little disturbed.

When she walked out of the ward, she saw two nurses chatting, and Xu Damao's mother came over.

"Well, hello, let me ask you something."

Both nurses were very easy to talk to: "Okay, Auntie, you can ask."

"I have a relative. His son has blood type A, his daughter-in-law has blood type A, and his grandson has blood type B. Is this okay?" Xu Damao's mother asked.

"This..." Both nurses smiled inexplicably, "The blood type you mentioned is wrong!"

"What's wrong?" Xu Damao's mother asked.

A nurse said: "Auntie, how can I explain this to you..."

"For example, let's say a couple farm a piece of land. The husband grows carrots and the wife grows white radishes. When harvested in autumn, they may be all white radish, they may be red radish, or they may be mixed with red and white radish.

Miscellaneous."

"But what you are talking about, the husband grows carrots, and the wife also grows carrots..."

Xu Damao's mother was worried: "Then that piece of land harvested white radish?"

"Hey, that's what you mean, auntie." The nurse said with a smile, "Are you wondering where the white radish comes from?"

Xu Damao's mother twitched her lips: "Others planted it?"

The two nurses nodded together.

Xu Damao's mother felt like the world was spinning. She stumbled back two steps, took out the Jiuxin Pill and stuffed another one into her mouth.

"Auntie, are you okay? What's wrong?"

"It's okay, it's my old problem, dizziness." Xu Damao's mother said, "I just need to take a rest, you guys are busy with your work."

Inside the ears, it was as if there was a dog playing a drum, making a constant buzzing sound.

The skin around his heart was trembling violently, as if his heart was overwhelmed and was about to jump out of his chest at the next moment.

After finally returning to the ward, Xu Damao's mother looked at Xu Damao and Xu Jizong sleeping soundly, feeling really sad.

If I had known that Yang Dahong was a piece of shit, why didn't I think that she was pregnant with Xu Damao?

It's all Xu Damao, who has repeatedly emphasized that he is good at dealing with women, and is convinced that Yang Dahong must be hell-bent on trying to please him.

So I never doubted other possibilities!

However, the fact is that the Xu family’s radish field grew other people’s seeds!

After sobbing quietly for half the night and taking another Jiuxin pill, Xu Damao's mother finally stabilized her mind.

Xu Damao is still lying on the hospital bed, and the wounds on his body cannot be opened.

If he told him that Xu Damao was not his son, he would have fainted on the spot.

I still have to cover it up...
To be continued...