Su Tian threw herself into his arms, feeling deeply moved.
Although Xu Hongmei does not have a rare blood type, the blood bank was unexpectedly low on blood. Su Tian was ready to step up and donate blood for her mother immediately, but Qiao Yaoran stopped her:
"You are close relatives. It's a common understanding that close relatives shouldn't use each other's blood. Don't be fooled by what you see on television."
Su Tian was stunned, looking at the nurse, who nodded in agreement.
"What should I do then? Isn't my mom beyond saving?" Su Tian was on the verge of collapse.
"What is mom's blood type?"
"Type A," Su Tian said, her face full of sorrow.
"I'm also type A, I'll go."
Saying this, Qiao Yaoran followed the nurse away.
Su Tian wanted to go over and see, but someone needed to stay on this side of the emergency room, so she had no choice but to stay.
In less than ten minutes, Qiao Yaoran returned, holding his arm. Su Tian rushed over, clutching his arm, and said:
