Outside the emergency room, Shen Tianlang and the rest were still waiting for Xia Ning's result. So far, Shen Weiran was still in danger. The time was pressing.
After some time, Xia Ning came back with the nurse.
"How is it? Do the blood types match?" Song Bocheng walked up and asked.
Shen Tianlang was staring at the nurse, obviously wanting to ask the same question.
The nurse looked at the two and said, "This miss does have panda blood. But before she came here, she drank alcohol. So she is not suitable for blood donation."
"What?!" Song Bocheng's body shook, his face full of disbelief.
Even Shen Tianlang's face showed some disappointment. He looked at Xia Ning and had mixed feelings for a moment.
