"Mrs. Xie, your blood is different from Mr. Xie's blood and cannot be used."
According to the medical book in space, there are only four blood types for millions of people in the world. The first step in blood transfusion is that the blood types of two people must match. Otherwise, the two blood types will be mutually exclusive, which is not the case. It saves lives, but it kills lives.
But Mrs. Xie didn't know this. She widened her eyes and shouted, "How could it be different? Ming'er is my biological child, he is a piece of flesh that fell off of me!"
The flesh that fell from her body was actually different from her blood... Does this mean that the son is not her biological son!
Mrs. Xie couldn't understand.
Shen Qiqi saw her face flushed with excitement, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice in her heart.
Fortunately, Xie Ruze was not allowed to come first. If the blood test of the old man was different from that of his son, the old man would be so angry that he would vomit blood on the spot.
Because everyone in the world thinks that a child's blood must be the same as that of his parents. Unless the child is not the biological child of his parents, how can there be a saying of blood recognition?
When she drew a turtle on the door of Xie's house, Xie Ruze was so angry that he vomited three liters of blood. If Xie Ruze mistakenly thought that his son was not his biological child but someone else's child, Xie Ruze would be so angry that he would die.
Fortunately, Mrs. Xie was the first to go into battle, and Shen Qiqi organized some speeches to explain the truth to everyone.
Everyone in the room, except Yu Xinglin, was all dizzy after hearing this. They only grasped one key point: even two people who are father and son may have different blood types, and two completely unrelated people may have different blood types. Even if they are strangers, their blood types may match.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion. They understood in their heads, but couldn't accept it in their hearts. Especially Xie Ruze, who stated his position firmly: "It's a bunch of nonsense!"
Shen Qiqi looked at him and blinked a few times, thought for a while, and suggested, "If Sect Leader Xie doesn't believe it, I can give you a test on the spot."
"How to test?"
"Simple." Shen Qiqi raised the silver needle in her hand, "Thank you, Master, for providing me with some fingertip blood..."
Before he finished speaking, Xie Ruze gathered his spiritual power and without hesitation made a bloody cut on his fingertips, then stretched out his bloody finger forward: "Take it."
Shen Qiqi: ...Why didn't I realize that Xie Ruze was still impatient before?
She hurriedly took a drop of blood from the "blood waterfall" flowing out, then looked at Jiang Guiyuan, "Sect Leader Jiang, can I lend you some blood from your fingertips?"
Jiang Guiyuan was stunned. He didn't expect that he was involved in this. Before he could speak, his son picked up one of his hands and cut a bloody gash unceremoniously.
"My dad is strong and has a lot of blood. Miss Shen, you're welcome, just use it." Jiang Xiyan took his dad's hand and walked him forward.
Sect Master Jiang was stunned and stared, almost doubting that this son was not his biological son!
Shen Qiqi didn't expect Jiang Xiyan to come. She secretly glanced at Jiang Guiyuan's doubtful face. She was afraid that he would be angry and didn't dare to delay any longer. She quickly stepped forward to take a drop of blood and left, thanking her earlier. If so, put the drop of blood taken from the body into the same water bowl.
Everyone was busy and looked around again.
I saw two drops of blood in the water bowl colliding with each other, and then slowly dispersed. After a while, the two scattered drops of blood began to gather together again, and finally merged into one.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Shen Qiqi said: "You see, Sect Master Jiang and Sect Master Xie are not related by blood, but their blood can blend together. This shows that the idea that biological father and son must have a compatibility of blood is not reliable."
Judging from the age, Jiang Guiyuan is nineteen years older than Xie Ruze, so he can also give birth to Xie Ruze... But is this possible?
impossible.
Shen Qiqi glanced at Xie Ruze, who was in a sluggish state, and couldn't bear to hit him again. She removed the water bowl, took out a new serum from the storage bag, then bit her fingertips and dripped them. A drop of blood went in.
While doing experiments just now, she had already tested Xie Ruze's blood type, and the result was: inconsistent.
The only ones left in the house were Jiang Xiyan, mother and son, and she and Yu Xinglin.
Jiang Xiyan stopped talking. According to how much the Jiang family valued him, even if the blood type was finally tested to be consistent, the Jiang family would not be willing to draw his blood to save people.
As for Mrs. Jiang... Mrs. Jiang is too thin, and she looks a little short of energy and blood.
As a doctor, Yu Xinglin naturally knew this better. Seeing Shen Qiqi test her blood, he also asked for a serum.
Coincidentally, their blood types match Xie Beiming's.
The two looked at each other and Shen Qiqi said: "Doctor Yu, you are the attending doctor and you have to maintain enough energy and physical strength. Therefore, use my blood first. If it is not enough, I will draw yours."
Yu Xinglin also wanted to say that she was a man, strong and with a lot of blood. Shen Qiqi had already taken out a full set of blood drawing equipment, and Yu Xinglin's eyes were immediately attracted to her.
He thought, since Miss Shen said so, he would use Miss Shen's first, and if it wasn't enough, he would top it up.
Mainly because he couldn't wait to try this treatment regimen that he had never used before!
For a medical idiot like Yu Xinglin, he was simply unable to resist such temptation.
Therefore, before anyone could react, the specially made hollow needle had been inserted into the blood vessel on Shen Qiqi's arm.
The bright red blood was adsorbed into a transparent sheep intestine tube, and then flowed continuously into a special jar. Everyone saw the blood in the jar rising slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Soon most of the jar was filled.
We are all practitioners, and it is inevitable to get injured and bleed in daily life, but injuries and bleeding are two completely different concepts.
One is forced.
One is proactive.
Blood is the foundation of essence, essence is the source of blood, and what people live is a stream of essence and spirit.
In other words, giving blood to others is equivalent to giving away your own life.
At least that’s how Mrs. Xie understands it!
Seeing that there was more and more blood in the jar, and looking at Shen Qiqi's increasingly pale complexion, Mrs. Xie couldn't help but have red eyes - even a blood relative might not be able to do such a life-saving help.
These two children obviously seem to have affection for each other. Why did they call off the marriage in the first place?
Thinking of the marriage, Mrs. Xie couldn't help but glared at Xie Ruze.
Isn't it just a turtle painted on the door, just ask the servants to wipe it off? How could it have reached the point of getting angry?
He is so grown up, yet he still gets angry with a child.
No, she has to renew the marriage!
Mrs. Xie rolled her eyes and sighed: "Oh, this child Qiqi still has a good nature. If her mother had not passed away early and there was no one around to teach her, she would not have done those stupid things."
After saying that, she glanced at Xie Ruze and saw that the other party was unmoved. Mrs.