Surgery

The few noblewomen were all fighting for blood, which seemed unusual to the young nurse.

"Is it Type A blood? If it's not, it can't be used," she explained.

These ladies were noblewomen in the upper echelons of society in Jin City. They were the type who would not lift a finger at home, and were chauffeured around. They had never before gotten injured or hurt.

"When I gave birth, did the doctor say that I had Type A blood or Type B blood? It was too long ago, so I can't remember."

"I also had this checked when I gave birth, but it's been more than twenty years, so I really don't recall."

Madam Qiao was about to agree when she heard her son say, "Okay, Mom, don't delay the doctor's rescue efforts. No one in our family has Type A blood."

"Oh, alright." Madam Qiao really wanted to help, but could only give it a rest.

Madam Gu, on the other hand, knew her blood type. Helplessly, she said, "I have panda blood."