Siheyuan: Starting from Saving Qin Huai Ru

Chapter 687 Your blood type is wrong.

"what?"

Xu Damao's mother didn't listen too well, she turned pale with fright when she heard that Xu Damao was out of blood.

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

"It's not heavy bleeding, it's just a little bit more blood loss. In case something bad happens, a blood transfusion is needed." The nurse explained patiently: "There is no suitable one at the hospital."

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

"Does the patient have brothers, sisters, or above-mentioned children? You can check the blood type, and if it is suitable, you can have a blood transfusion."

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

"Actually, it's not a big problem. Children in this period change their blood quickly, and a little pumping is fine."

The nurse looked at Xu Jizong, saw that he was not yellow and thin and lacked nutrition, and said, "Take a blood type test first. If the blood type is OK and there is no big problem, then draw some blood for his father."

"After all, if his father couldn't sustain the blood loss and passed out, then the situation would not be very good."

"It's fine to go home and fry pork liver for the child to supplement."

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you." Xu Damao's mother pushed Xu Jizong to test his blood type.

Xu Jizong didn't react at first, but when he saw the nurse trying to stab him with a needle, he jumped up with a groan and was about to run away.

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

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

"This is not an injection, it's a blood draw for your father, so that your father can recover as soon as possible, and it will give you money to buy delicious food."

"I don't draw blood! I don't draw blood!"

Xu Jizong yelled, and the patients, nurses, and doctors who came and went were all watching.

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

"I don't draw blood, you idiot!" Xu Jizong opened his mouth, screamed, and struggled desperately.

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

It was the blood test nurse who came out and helped hold down Xu Jizong, got a little blood like killing a pig, and took it for a test.

Seeing that the blood was drawn temporarily, Xu Damao's mother relaxed all over.

As soon as he let go of his hand, Xu Jizong rushed out, cursing a big idiot, and disappeared into the hospital corridor.

Xu Damao's mother felt uncomfortable, took out the heart-saving pills she carried with her and ate 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: "It was fine at home before, but I haven't had an injection, maybe I was scared by the injection."

"Okay, you can 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 cannot be used in the same way. There is no way to use your grandson's blood," the nurse said.

"Oh, then my son...is there no danger to his life?"

"The doctor said, don't go into coma and go into shock. There should be no big problem." The nurse smiled and comforted Xu Damao's mother, "Don't worry, Auntie. When I passed by just now, he seemed to be in good condition."

"Blood transfusion is also worrying about any accidents, not to mention that it will not work if there is no blood."

Xu Damao's mother nodded, half understanding.

But her attention was attracted by another matter.

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

"According to what is sung in the opera, two drops of blood in the same bowl can be combined together. How can this blood type be different?"

The nurse said with a smile: "Auntie, you don't know, the science has advanced now, and it used to be inaccurate to sing and say. It's normal for the blood types of father and son to be different."

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

"This kid's blood type depends on his mother."

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

"But damn, I remember it's also type A blood. I heard her say it once."

Both father and mother are blood type A, and the child is blood type B?

The smile on the nurse's face gradually disappeared, and she gave a dry smile: "Then, Auntie, go find the child, I'll be busy first!"

After speaking, he left in a hurry.

Xu Damao's mother looked at the nurse strangely: "How can you change your face when you change your face? Just now, I was talking to each other with a smile on my face..."

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

Worried that Xu Jizong was lost, she hurried out to look for him.

Although Xu Jizong scolded him as an idiot again, Xu Damao's mother still cared about this precious bump in her heart.

Walking around to the entrance of the hospital, there happened to be a sugar blower not far away. Xu Jizong and a group of children surrounded the sugar blower.

Xu Damao's mother breathed a sigh of relief, but felt inexplicably sad.

The child's father was lying in the hospital, for whom? He just didn't want his precious son, Xu Jizong, to be snatched away by Yang Dahong, a bitch who killed thousands of knives, so he got the knife!
Look at Xu Jizong again, just like a person who has nothing to do, he still looks at the sugar blower.

He also refuses to cooperate with the blood drawing in a sensible manner, and more than once scolded himself as an idiot. The child now is really... Sighing, he bought two candies for a dime, and coaxed Xu Jizong back to the hospital .

Xu Damao was also safe and sound. Not long after, he lay in the ordinary ward and began to rest, sleeping soundly.

He Yuzhu and other people in the rolling mill also visited and left after confirming that nothing happened.

Xu Damao was injured at work, and the rolling mill must have reimbursed his hospitalization expenses.

For Xu Damao's family, this is also a blessing in misfortune.

After waiting for a long time to work, it was already night.

Xu Damao's mother bought delicious food for Xu Jizong, and made him fall asleep on the side of the bed. She couldn't sleep by herself, and remembered what happened during the day.

I always feel that there is no answer, and I feel a little disturbed.

Walking out of the ward, seeing two nurses chatting, Xu Damao's mother leaned over.

"Well, hello, I want to ask you something."

The two nurses were very talkative: "Okay, Auntie, you can ask."

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

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

"Why is it wrong?" Xu Damao's mother asked.

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

"For example, let's say that such a couple planted a piece of land. The husband planted carrots, and the wife planted white radishes. When harvesting in autumn, they may all be white radishes, or both may be carrots, or they may be mixed with red and white radishes. Mixed."

"But what you said, the husband grows carrots, and the wife grows carrots..."

Xu Damao's mother raised her heart: "Then the field received white radishes?"

"Hey, that's what you mean, auntie." The nurse said with a smile, "Where do you think the white radish comes from?"

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

The two nurses nodded together.

Xu Damao's mother felt dizzy, stumbled back two steps, took out the heart-saving pill and stuffed one in her mouth.

"Auntie, are you okay? What's the matter?"

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

In the ear, it seems that there is a dog playing a drum, and it keeps ringing.

The skin around the chest was shaking violently, as if the heart had been overwhelmed and was about to jump out of the chest in the next moment.

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

If I had known that Yang Dahong was a rotten crotch, why hadn't I thought that she came here with Xu Damao while pregnant?
It's all Xu Damao, who has repeatedly emphasized that he is good at dealing with women, and firmly believes that Yang Dahong must be desperate to please him.

So never doubted other possibilities!

However, the fact is that the Xu family's radish field has grown other people's seeds!
After weeping softly in the middle of the night and taking another heart-saving pill, Xu Damao's mother finally stabilized her mind.

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

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

Have to cover up...

Xu Damao's mother forced a smile on her face, served Xu Damao, took care of Xu Jizong, and tried not to show her flaws as much as possible.

When He Yuzhu came another day, Xu Damao's mother called him aside in private.

"Director He, I want to inquire with you."

"That Yang Dahong, what blood type is she, do you know?"

"Well, how would I know..." He Yuzhu laughed, "Although Yang Dahong is a criminal now, I don't care about her blood type, do I?"

"Can you ask me?" Seeing that He Yuzhu didn't agree, Xu Damao's mother changed her words again, "Can you let me see Yang Dahong once?"

He Yuzhu nodded: "It's only today, and tomorrow it will be handed over to other departments, and then wait for the prosecution and sentencing."

"Public prosecution and sentencing? What crime can Yang Dahong be convicted of?" Xu Damao's mother asked.

"Her unrepentant behavior is very serious, and she is a major member of a hooligan gang, hurting cadres and the masses." He Yuzhu said, "I think it should be the death penalty."

Xu Damao's mother gritted her teeth and said, "Okay! If the death penalty can be imposed, I will go to see her shot that day!"

"By the way, I really need to trouble you, take me to meet Yang Dahong."

"I have one thing. If I don't understand before Yang Dahong dies, I won't have this chance in the future. I won't be able to close my eyes until I die!"

He Yuzhu nodded and didn't say much. He took Xu Damao's mother back to the rolling mill by car and asked Yan Jiefang to bring Yang Dahong up.

Yang Dahong was a little surprised when he saw Xu Damao's mother.

"Damn old woman, what are you doing here? Don't tell me, you want to bail me out, bail me out?"

Having said that, Yang Dahong is really looking forward to it; if Xu Damao's mother's head is kicked by a donkey, will he really do it?
Xu Damao's mother remained calm: "You gave my son a hole in his stomach, and I bailed you out? Do you think such a thing is possible?"

Hearing what she said, Yang Dahong immediately snorted: "Mom, you're so boring!"

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Xu Jizong is your son after all, right? His blood type is whatever you want, and he's also type A..." Xu Damao's mother was talking, and seeing that Yang Dahong didn't object, she lost the last bit of luck in her heart. "But his blood type doesn't match my son Xu Damao's." .”

"Yang Dahong, Xu Jizong, was this child born to you and Xu Damao?"

Yang Dahong sneered: "Are you an idiot? I fucked so many men, and it's not your son alone. How could it be your son's?"

Finally, I got the answer I wanted.

It was as brutal as I expected.

Xu Damao's mother's face was flushed red, he slapped the table and stood up, pointing at Yang Dahong: "You have hurt our family!"

"Grass your mother!" Yang Dahong replied, "My old lady calls Yang Meili now."

"I just gave birth to a little bastard, let your Xu family raise it, how about it?"

"My old lady just asked you to raise a bastard! Xu Damao is useless, and he can only rely on this bastard in the future!"

Xu Damao's mother trembled violently, fell backwards, and fell unconscious.

The people from the security department hurried forward and escorted Yang Dahong back.

He Yuzhu sighed slightly, and told Yan Jiefang: "Pry open her mouth and give her a heart-relief pill, otherwise, she will most likely die here."

After Yan Jiefang did so, Xu Damao's mother's face gradually improved.

After waking up, Xu Damao's mother cried uncontrollably while sitting on the ground. Tired of crying, she tidied up and continued to serve her son Xu Damao.

From the very beginning, he wished he could strangle this evil Xu Jizong to death.

Later, when I went to the hospital, I thought about it again and again, and Xu Damao's mother was also stable.

Yang Dahong's mouth was full of dung, and he couldn't hear a few words, but one of them was really right.

When Xu Damao is no longer fertile, how will he provide for the elderly in the future?
Not to mention inheriting the Xu family's bloodline, it is already impossible. The Xu family must have no descendants.

The key is that Xu Damao and Xu Damao's mother have raised Xu Jizong for so long, who else can they raise so that they don't lose money?

It seems that the best way is to continue to raise Xu Jizong, let Xu Jizong grow up to be a man, and be filial in the future.

With this in mind, another month passed.

Both Xu Damao and Xu Damao's mother knew a piece of good news that made them happy.

Yang Dahong and Brother Sanyan were sentenced. As the main criminals, they carried out hooligan activities and criminal activities, harmed cadres and the masses, and endangered their lives.

death penalty.

Xu Damao's mother said it hard, but she didn't actually watch Yang Dahong's execution.

Finally, there is no such person as Yang Dahong in the world!

The Xu family has been freed from the quagmire of the past——probably so.

(End of this chapter)