It took the Old Master a few seconds before he realized his reaction was a bit too extreme.
He cleared his throat gently and let go of her small hand.
"Grandpa, are you okay? Don't scare Niannian!" Xia Yinian also promptly realized and started patting the Old Master's back.
After another light cough, the Old Master took a deep breath and steadied himself.
"Grandpa's okay. Niannian, did you just say you have 'panda blood'?" he asked softly.
"Mhm." Xia Yinian nodded, "Is there a problem with panda blood?"
"Not really a problem, it's just that there are so few people with this blood type, and Niannian gets hurt so easily, it seems I'll need to store more blood for you," he said.
The Old Master turned his head to look at Xia Yinian, his gaze gentler than usual.
His Feng Sui had panda blood, and so did Niannian. Could it really be such a coincidence?
He had just happened to see the blood type on Xia Chuxue's test results.
