If Rourou's blood type is confirmed, many things will become clear.
Just like half a year ago, if Feng Sui's diary hadn't been found, he wouldn't even know that he has a granddaughter wandering outside.
Old Master searched carefully through each drawer, each compartment, determined not to miss any spot.
Regrettably, after two hours, he still found nothing.
Just as Feng Rui was about to come in and remind him, a phone call from Xia Yinian came through.
"Uncle Rui, where's Grandpa? Did he go to the hospital?"
"Miss Niannian, the Old Master is still at the Feng Family house, in the Yirou Inn," Feng Rui replied quietly.
"Let Niannian come over," the Old Master said when he heard the voice outside, looking up at Feng Rui.
"Yes, Old Master," Feng Rui glanced at the person inside, nodded, and continued, "Miss Niannian, the Old Master wants you to come over."
Xia Yinian acknowledged with an "Oh," and after hanging up the phone, continued to step forward.
