Even the doctor in charge of drawing blood couldn't help but be amazed.
"Shen Zhixia and Song Ning's blood is such a perfect match. Are they related by blood?"
Gu Tingzhou and Huo Beian both shook their heads.
"How could that be? Song Ning doesn't have any biological siblings."
At this moment, Song Daqiang, who had been waiting at the door of the emergency room in handcuffs, was shocked when he heard this.
"Blood type matching?"
He immediately walked up to Shen Zhixia and, seeing her face so similar to Song Ning's, burst into tears.
Could this girl in front of him be the daughter he abandoned all those years ago?
Song Daqiang spoke, his voice trembling:
"Yes, Song Ning has a twin sister... Daughter, you are my child..."
His next sentence immediately silenced everyone.
"What? This..." Huo Beian looked at Shen Zhixia in shock.
No wonder he looks so much like his wife.
It turns out she's my younger sister.
Gu Tingzhou was also extremely shocked at this moment.
The girl he liked was actually Song Ning's younger sister.
I thought he would never cross paths with Song Ning again.
Now it seems there's an added layer of kinship.
It really is a cruel twist of fate.
Shen Zhixia stared blankly at Song Daqiang and the others in front of her.
"What?"
She never imagined that she wasn't actually her biological child.
She considers herself to have grown up in a happy family.
Her parents loved her dearly, how could she possibly be adopted?
"Impossible. You must be joking."
“It’s true,” Song Daqiang said, crying. “You and Song Ning have such similar faces, almost 90% similarity, and you also have the rare Rh-negative blood type, and your blood types match. It proves that you are biological sisters.”
A hint of panic flashed across Shen Zhixia's eyes.
She shook her head. "No, you're lying."
She immediately turned and ran away. She wanted to go home and ask her parents if she was really their biological child.
When Shen Zhixia got home, it was already evening.
When Shen Dahai saw her return, he immediately advised, "Zhixia, Gu Tingzhou is a really good person. He's come to propose marriage, so just agree."
Shen Zhixia looked up and asked in a trembling voice, "Dad, tell me the truth, am I your biological daughter?"
"this……"
Shen Dahai was stunned, wondering if Zhixia knew something.
Back then, after Shen Dahai and his wife got married and had their son Shen Hao, his wife's health deteriorated and she underwent surgery.
Later, his wife could no longer have children.
Later, while on a business trip, he picked up an abandoned baby from a trash can outside the train station.
When they found it, it was already on the verge of death.
The elderly couple took them in and supported them.
Although she is not her biological daughter, she has always been treated as her own daughter.
Seeing her father's expression, Shen Zhixia felt as if she had been struck by lightning.
"Father, am I really not your daughter?"
Shen Dahai learned that the child was growing up and there were some truths she should know, so he spoke up.
“Zhixia, actually you are an adopted child. I found you in a trash can at the train station. But we have always treated you as our own daughter.”
Upon hearing this, her mother rushed over, saying, "Yes, Zhixia, you are our own daughter."
Shen Zhixia slumped weakly into the chair.
"No wonder Song Ning and I are such a good match in terms of blood type and appearance. It turns out we really are twins."
^
Thanks to the doctor's emergency treatment and timely blood transfusion, the patient survived.
Song Ning is finally out of danger.
He was transferred from the intensive care unit to a regular ward.
Looking at Song Ning, whose face was ashen on the bed, Huo Beian felt extremely sad and guilty.
The past few days of waiting had made him look much more haggard, with stubble on his face and sunken circles under his eyes.
He sat by the hospital bed, reached out and took Song Ning's hand, placing it on his cheek.
"Wife, please wake up soon. You can hit me or scold me if you want."
Huo Beian felt extremely regretful.
It's all his fault for being too jealous. He accidentally slapped his wife, causing her to miscarry and almost die.
Why is God so cruel to his wife instead of punishing him?
These past few days, outside the emergency room, he's been really worried he'll lose his wife...
If his wife really passes away, he won't want to live either.
Finally, Song Ning's hand trembled slightly, and Huo Beian immediately grasped her hand with delight, "Wife, you're awake?"
Song Ning slowly opened her eyes, looked at Huo Beian in front of her, and softly called out.
"Huo Bei'an..."
Huo Beian nodded quickly, "Wife, I'm here."
On Song Ning's pale face, her eyes appeared listless. She looked around at the white and green walls and suddenly remembered something.
She unconsciously touched her lower abdomen, but could no longer feel the baby's movements. She was stunned.
Where is my child?
Huo Beian murmured sadly, "I'm sorry, wife... the baby is gone..."
"What...my child..."
Song Ning froze, her throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton; she wanted to cry, but couldn't make a sound.
He just stared blankly at the wall, feeling extremely depressed and pained.
Tears welled up in my eyes; it turns out that when people are extremely sad, they really don't shed tears...
"Honey, if you want to cry, then cry. If you want to hit me, then hit me; if you want to scold me, then scold me. You're making me feel bad."
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