"Of course he's my own son!" Cheng Lanru wiped away her tears, spread them on the ground, beat her chest and cried: "Kai Rui's rh negative blood gene is inherited from the Duan family ancestor, but Zhengwu's generation is not inherited, and his blood type is different from Kai Rui!" ”

Although Rh-negative blood is a hereditary gene, as long as the ancestor has this blood type, the next generation will always pass it on, but this inheritance is not necessarily passed down from generation to generation, and in many cases it is passed on from generation to generation.

This means that children with Rh-negative blood do not necessarily have both parents who have Rh-negative blood; Similarly, even if both parents are Rh-negative, it is likely that the child is not.

Duan Kairui belongs to the former, he has passed down the ancestral genes from generation to generation, and Duan Zhengwu is only a recessive Rh-negative blood gene carrier, not a real Rh-negative blood.

"I see, so what should I do now?" When Aunt Feng heard that the situation was so complicated, she was so anxious that she wiped her tears.

She dialed Duan Zhengwu's mobile phone several times, but it was all a prompt tone that was not in the service area and could not be contacted.

Duan Zechen looked at the chaos in front of him, and couldn't help lowering his head and rubbing his eyebrows, although he was blood type B, he was not RH negative.

Duan Hong's blood type is the same as Duan Kairui, but his body is so weak, where can he still donate blood, I am afraid that as soon as he hears that Duan Kairui has an accident, he will have to faint directly!

And even if he can offer it, when he comes from the imperial shang, there will not be enough time.

Adi and Xiao Feng, after looking at each other, also shook their heads, obviously, they are not this rare blood type.

When everyone was at a loss, An Ran, who had been silent, suddenly stood up.

"Pump mine! I am rh negative blood type B. ”

As soon as her words came out, Duan Zechen's brows immediately sank!

An Ran's resume, he had already checked it, and he clearly remembered that the blood type she filled in was the same as his, it was all type B blood, but it was not RH negative at all!

After being stunned for half a second, he immediately raised his hand to support An Ran's shoulder, and reminded in a deep voice: "An An, I know you want to save Kerry, but blood transfusion is not a joke!" Your blood type is not worthy at all! ”

An Ran bit his lower lip and nodded affirmatively: "No! I'm the same blood type as him! ”

"And what's on your resume?" Duan Zechen reflexively asked.

"I made a mistake on purpose!" An Ran's cheeks were slightly red, and he lowered his eyes and whispered: "Grandma said that I am panda blood, and I am afraid that people will ask me to donate blood, so every time I fill in my resume, I am not allowed to fill in the real one." ”

Duan Zechen's frowning brows loosened slightly, it is understandable for Grandma An to do this, after all, rh negative blood is too scarce, and her starting point is also a kind of protection for An Ran.

"Miss, are you RH-negative blood type B? If so, come with me! ”

The nurse couldn't wait, and immediately stood in front of An Ran, and quickly reminded: "According to the patient's current situation, 200cc of plasma will be used up soon!" ”

"I'm rh-negative blood type B!" An Ran took Duan Zechen's hand away, turned his head to look at the nurse, and said with a firm gaze: "What should I do now?" Please take me there! ”

Seeing that An Ran really left with the nurse, Duan Zechen immediately chased after him.

Cheng Lanru was stunned for a long time before she came back to her senses, watched An Ran's back disappear into the elevator, and looked at Aunt Feng with some uncertainty and asked, "Aunt Feng, what did the dead girl say just now?" Is she the same blood type as Carrey? ”

"That's right! The young lady said yes! Aunt Feng was grateful to An Ran in her heart, and she didn't call her so mean.

Cheng Lanru leaned back in her chair and whispered suspiciously: "In the entire Nangang, there are very few people with rh negative blood, how could she be so coincidental that she has the same blood type as the people of the Duan family......"

"Not really! Prove that our young master Jiren has his own natural appearance! Aunt Feng looked happy, and after lying on the door of the operating room and looking at it for a while, she clasped her palms together and prayed: "Bodhisattva gods, I beg you, bless our young master to be safe and sound!" ”

[Mo-da! Seeing Wang dahuanTEL, I have the support of my family, and I am always grateful! Everyone's tickets and messages have been seen, and I bowed lightly and thanked them! 】