C52 Ab-type Rh Negative Blood

A ruckus began late at night in the lobby of the benevolent hospital. The ambulance roared past the entrance of the hospital, Gao Sihao, who had been waiting for this moment for a long time, opened the car door first and pulled down the folding bed. On top of the white cart lay a little person covered in blood, with a face the size of a palm covered with a breathing apparatus