"What's going on?"
Tan Jincheng's brows furrowed slightly.
"The blood." Rong Zhan said in a low voice, "Her blood type… or rather, before An… before she was who she is now, her blood type was type B, but Ah Yan's blood type is type A. These two blood types mean they absolutely cannot receive blood from each other. Yet you told me to ignore blood type. If anyone else had said that to me, I wouldn't have believed it even if I died, but you—I believed you without the slightest doubt."
"Honestly, it was a gamble. This situation already goes against everything I know about medicine." Rong Zhan said with a touch of self-mockery, "I really don't know if this is fate. Every single time, she overturns my worldview, my outlook on life, and my values! How can type B blood be transfused into a type A body? But fortunately, I followed what you said and did the transfusion! After the transfusion, although Ah Yan's condition continued to deteriorate, there were no blood-related complications!"
