"Of course, I'm my mother's child. My blood type is different from the Gu Family's, so it must be the same as my mother's! If it wasn't, does that mean I was picked up? Impossible!"
The light in Beiming Han's eyes dimmed again, so she herself didn't know if her blood type was the same as Lin Yin's.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
"No, just curious and asked casually. After all, you have a rare blood type." Beiming Han tightened his grip on her hand. It was impossible to hide the matter of her blood type now. Almost everyone in the Beiming Family knew she had donated blood to the old master.
But in this world, there are also many people with the same blood type, aren't there?
Although RH negative blood is rare, there are still hundreds of thousands of people with this blood type in A Country.
Gu Qingxin didn't think much of it until the car stopped outside that seven-star hotel. Looking at the hotel, Gu Qingxin frowned instinctively.
