The richest man's parents were kidnapped, and his adorable son captivated the entire family.

"Is there a problem with Mengmeng's test results?" Gu Shiyu asked timidly.

Hearing this, Gu Jingsi frowned. "What?"

"Don't hide it from me!"

With a slap, Gu Jingsi raised his hand and slapped Gu Shiyu's shoulder, coldly scolding, "You brat, what did you say?"

"Isn't there a problem with Mengmeng's medical report?" Gu Shiyu countered.

Gu Jingsi slapped him again, "You brat, don't you know your mouth is sharp? You keep muttering to yourself, as if you're afraid Mengmeng will be alright?"

Staring blankly at the listlessness on Gu Jingsi's face, Gu Shiyu realized that he had misunderstood.

"Who is that?"

"Sweetie, you're in the emergency room now. Your parents just went to get their blood tested."

"What's up with her?"

Looking at the lights on in the emergency room, Gu Shiyu didn't show much emotion.

Gu Jingsi walked to the chair next to him and sat down. "I'm not really sure why."

Gu Shiyu didn't ask any more questions and sat down with him in the chair to wait.

Hematology Department.

"Doctor, what are our blood types?" Gu Yinshen asked.

Looking at the results in his hand, the doctor said, "One is type A, and the other is type O. Both of you are eligible to donate blood."

"Matches?" Gu Yinshen asked in shock. "But she has type B blood. Are you sure our blood types can produce a child with type B blood?"

He didn't understand why DNA testing could show they were related despite their blood types not matching.

The doctor glanced down at the form in his hand and asked in confusion, "What, type B? Your child has type OA blood. So both of you can donate blood to her."

At this moment, Gu Yinshen's brain seemed to have a bug. If he remembered correctly, the nurse in the emergency room told him that he had type B blood. How did it become type OA blood here?

"Doctor, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"There's no mistake, this is information from the emergency room."

The doctor handed the report to Gu Yinshen.

It's clearly written in black and white that Tian Tian is indeed blood type OA.

Gu Yinshen still didn't understand why, if it was type OA blood, the emergency room nurse would have said it was type B blood when she came out. Even if she was too busy and made a mistake, it shouldn't have been this blatantly wrong.

Ruolan, who was standing to the side, had already rolled up her sleeves. "Doctor, can we start drawing blood now?"

"Okay." The doctor placed the report on the table and turned to prepare the blood-drawing equipment.

Both of them were eligible to donate blood, but Gu Yinshen did not understand why, but he could not take Ruolan's blood.

"Doctor, take mine." Gu Yinshen pulled Ruolan behind him. "Your body is still weak, it's not suitable for you to donate blood for her."

Ruolan insisted on walking forward, "Yinshen, I can do it. I would feel guilty if I couldn't donate blood for her."

“There’s nothing to feel guilty about. We can’t let this affect your health any further.” Gu Yinshen strongly objected to Ruolan donating blood.

The doctor, holding the blood-drawing equipment, said to the two of them, "The emergency room urgently needs blood. Both of you need to have 300 milliliters of blood drawn."

"Doesn't the hospital blood bank have any?" Gu Yinshen asked.

Money was the last thing he lacked. He'd rather spend it than have Ruolan donate blood.

The doctor explained, "The blood bank is currently short of the blood she needs, which is why we need the patient's family to come and donate blood."

"Yin Shen, Tian Tian can't wait any longer. Don't stop me anymore." Ruo Lan said, her voice trembling with tears, as she pulled Gu Yin Shen away from her.

Ruolan's tears were more powerful than guns and bullets, and Gu Yinshen gave in instantly.

The two sat side by side on a chair, their arms pierced with thick needles, their blood being drawn into blood bags like water.

A few minutes later, the blood in the blood bag had reached the specified mark. The doctor bent down and removed the needles from their arms.

"Please sit here for a while. You can leave once you feel better and no longer feel dizzy or nauseous," the doctor instructed before leaving the hematology department with the blood bag.

As he turned around, the doctor who had just been wearing a white coat became the Taoist Master Ziyang.

Looking at the blood bag in his hand, he casually tossed it into the trash bag next to him.

He had a sensor on Tian Tian. No matter what happened around her, Daoist Ziyang would know immediately.

In the emergency room, after the appropriate blood was delivered, the doctor immediately infused the blood into Tian Tian's body, and she immediately woke up.

The doctors and nurses in the entire operating room were shocked.

"The anesthesia has worn off?"

"Check her other functions."

As Tian Tian lay on the operating table, listening to the conversation around her, she seemed to see immortals in the light above her head.

"Fairy?"

The doctor next to her heard her murmurs, bent down, brought his ear close to Sweetie's, and gently asked, "What did you say?"

The eyes that were open a second ago are now instantly closed.

Seeing this, the anesthesiologist said, "The anesthetic should not have taken effect yet. She is now under anesthesia."

In reality, Tian Tian's soul was somehow lured out by the Taoist Ziyang.

"Immortal, it really is you!" Sweetie exclaimed excitedly as she saw Daoist Ziyang standing amidst a cloud of white mist.

The car accident happened so suddenly. She had only wanted to vent her anger to make Ruolan feel guilty and thus obey all her demands. Unexpectedly, the step she took backward resulted in her being hit and thrown into the air by a careless car.

Fortunately, she was protected by a celestial being; otherwise, she would surely have died on the operating table and never seen the sun rise again.

"I've already taken care of the blood type issue for you." Master Ziyang stared at Tian Tian expressionlessly. "Proceed according to plan. Don't make any more changes and create unnecessary trouble. I'll be very busy later and won't have the time or energy to clean up your mess."

Sensing the anger and dissatisfaction of Daoist Ziyang, Tiantian immediately knelt down on the ground, placing her hands on the ground, "Immortal, I will never dare to do it again. From today onwards, I will do my best to serve you, handle things perfectly, and never make any mistakes again."

Sweetie had said this more than once; it was just that she was still a useful pawn for the time being.

Master Ziyang waved his large hand in the direction of Tiantian, and she instantly disappeared from the white mist.

Her soul returned to her body, and in shock, she widened her pupils, staring intently at the spotlight above her head.

"What's going on?" the attending physician questioned the anesthesiologist beside him.

The patient opened his eyes twice during the treatment, which was already a surgical error.

The anesthesiologist also looked confused; he had been administering the prescribed dosage based on the patient's age and weight.

"One more injection!" the attending physician requested.