"Blood transfusion? What blood transfusion?" Zhang Dujuan was stunned and asked subconsciously.
Liu Dequan replied, "To give them a blood transfusion, of course."
Zhang Dujuan's mother-in-law, Chen Danni, was so anxious that she sweated profusely. "But… but they didn't bleed. Why do they need a blood transfusion?"
Liu Dequan explained patiently, "They have a lot of burns on their bodies. We have to scrape off the burnt skin. Otherwise, it will cause a serious infection. During this process, they will definitely bleed a lot, so I have to have blood in reserve for them. Don't worry, 400CC is enough."
He added, "Oh right, the blood has to be of the same blood type, and the blood can't be from direct lineal relatives. Otherwise, they might die. So do you know what blood type you are?"
"But what if we don't know our blood type?"
They were all farmers and had never done a check-up. How could they know their blood type?