Shen Qiqi took a glance and gave the answer.
"Madam Xie, your blood is different from Master Xie's blood and cannot be used."
According to the medical book in the space, there are thousands of people in the world, but only four blood types. The first step in blood transfusion is that the blood types of the two people must match, otherwise the two blood types will repel each other, and that would not be saving lives, but killing them.
But Madam Xie didn't know this. She widened her eyes and cried out, "How can it be different? Ming'er is my biological son. He is a piece of flesh that fell from my body!"
The flesh that fell from her body was actually different from her blood... Does this mean that her son is not her biological son?
Mrs. Xie couldn't understand.
Seeing her face flushed with excitement, Shen Qiqi couldn't help but feel secretly glad in her heart.
Fortunately, Xie Ruzhe was not allowed to come first. If the test results showed that the old man's blood was different from his son's blood, the old man would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood on the spot.
Because everyone thinks that a child's blood must be the same as his parents' blood. Unless the child is not his parents' biological child, there would be no such thing as blood test to identify kinship.
When she painted a turtle on the gate of Xie's house, Xie Ruze was so angry that he vomited three liters of blood. If Xie Ruze mistakenly believed that his son was not his biological son but someone else's child, Xie Ruze would be so angry that he would die.
Fortunately, it was Madam Xie who took the field first. Shen Qiqi organized her words and explained the truth to everyone.
Everyone in the room, except Yu Xinglin, was confused by what they heard and only grasped one key point: even father and son could have different blood types, and two completely unrelated strangers could also have matching blood types.
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. They understood what he had said, but their hearts couldn't accept it. Xie Ruze, in particular, stated his stance firmly, "That's nonsense!"
Shen Qiqi looked at him and blinked a few times. After thinking for a while, she suggested, "If Sect Master Xie doesn't believe me, I can give you an experiment right here and now."
"How do you test it?"
"Simple." Shen Qiqi raised the silver needle in her hand, "Thank you, Sect Master, for providing me with some fingertip blood..."
Before he finished speaking, Xie Ruze gathered his spiritual power and without hesitation cut a bloody wound on his fingertip, then stretched out his bloody finger and said, "Take it."
Shen Qiqi: ...Why didn't I realize before that Xie Ruze is still impatient?
She hurriedly took a drop of blood from the "blood waterfall" that was flowing out like water, then looked at Jiang Guiyuan, "Master Jiang, can I borrow the blood from your fingertip?"
Jiang Guiyuan was stunned. He didn't expect that he was involved in this. Before he could say anything, his son held up one of his hands and cut a bloody wound on it without any hesitation.
"My father is strong and has plenty of blood. Don't be polite, Miss Shen, just use it." Jiang Xiyan pulled his father's hand forward.
Sect Leader Jiang was stunned with his eyes wide open, almost suspecting that this son was not his biological son!
Shen Qiqi had not expected Jiang Xiyan to do this. She secretly glanced at Jiang Guiyuan's face, which was full of doubt about life. Fearing that he would be angry, she did not dare to delay any longer. She hurried forward and took a drop of blood and put it in the same bowl of water as the drop of blood she had taken from Xie Ruze earlier.
Everyone leaned over to look again.
The two drops of blood in the bowl of water collided with each other, and then slowly dispersed. After a moment, the two drops of blood began to gather together and finally merged into one.
Everyone was stunned.
Shen Qiqi said, "You see, Sect Master Jiang and Sect Master Xie are not related by blood, but their blood can mix. This shows that the saying that the blood of biological father and son must mix is not reliable."
Judging from age, Jiang Guiyuan is nineteen years older than Xie Ruze, so he could have given birth to Xie Ruze... But is this situation possible?
impossible.
Shen Qiqi glanced at Xie Ruze, who was in a dazed state, and didn't have the heart to hit him again. She took away the water bowl, took out a new serum from the storage bag, then bit her fingertip and dripped a drop of blood into it.
Just now, while doing the experiment, she had tested Xie Ruzhe's blood type, and the result: it didn't match.
The only people left in the house were Jiang Xiyan and his mother, as well as her and Yu Xinglin.
Not to mention Jiang Xiyan. Given how much the Jiang family treasures him, even if the blood type test shows a match, 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 even looks a little short of energy.
As a doctor, Yu Xinglin naturally understood this better. Seeing Shen Qiqi taking a blood test, he also asked for a serum.
Coincidentally, both of their blood types matched Xie Beiming's.
The two looked at each other, and Shen Qiqi said, "Doctor Yu, you are the attending physician, you must maintain sufficient energy and physical strength, so use my blood first, and if it is not enough, I will draw yours."
Yu Xinglin wanted to say that he was a man, strong and healthy, with plenty of blood, but Shen Qiqi had already taken out a full set of blood-drawing equipment, and Yu Xinglin's attention was immediately drawn to it.
He thought, since Miss Shen said so, he would use Miss Shen's first, and if it was not enough, he would make up for it.
The main reason was that he couldn't wait to try this treatment plan that he had never used before!
For a medical enthusiast like Yu Xinglin, he was simply powerless to resist such temptation.
So, before anyone could react, the specially made hollow needle had already been inserted into the blood vessel in Shen Qiqi's arm.
The crimson blood was absorbed into a transparent sheep intestine tube and then flowed continuously into a special jar. Everyone saw the blood in the jar slowly rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Soon the jar was half full.
We are all practitioners, and it is inevitable to get injured and bleed in daily life. However, getting injured and bleeding and bleeding are two completely different concepts.
One is forced.
One is proactive.
Blood is the basis of essence and energy, essence and energy are the source of blood, and human life depends on essence, energy and spirit.
In other words, donating blood to others is equivalent to donating your own life.
At least that’s how Mrs. Xie understood it!
Seeing more and more blood in the jar, and then looking at Shen Qiqi's gradually pale face, Madam Xie couldn't help but redden her eyes - even blood relatives might not be able to do such a thing as risking their lives to help.
These two kids clearly seem to have feelings for each other, so why did they call off the marriage in the first place?
Thinking of the marriage, Mrs. Xie couldn't help but glare at Xie Ruze fiercely.
Isn't it just a turtle painted on the door? Just ask the servants to wipe it off. Why are you so angry?
He is such a grown-up, yet he is still angry with a child.
No, she has to renew this marriage!
Mrs. Xie's eyes turned and she sighed, "Alas, Qiqi is a good child. If her mother hadn't passed away early and there was no one around to teach her, she wouldn't have done such foolish things."
After she finished speaking, she glanced at Xie Ruze. Seeing that the other party was unmoved, Madam Xie was not discouraged. She raised her sleeves to cover her eyes and said in a tearful voice, "If it weren't for Qiqi's sacrifice of her life today, our Ming'er might not have survived. Wuwuwu..."
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