"Ah, we still haven't found suitable blood?" The nurse couldn't help but panic. "Director Wilbert said that if we can't find compatible blood within two hours, it might be too late."
"Bang," Aurora suddenly knelt down, bowed to Ricky and Jaylene Ziel with tears in her eyes. "Please, I beg you, can you get your blood tested? My dad can't wait any longer."
"Aurora," Allen Spencer immediately tried to help her up. However, Aurora was fixed on her knees, insisting on blaming herself. "It's my fault, it's all my fault. Why didn't I inherit my father's blood type?"
Everyone was speechless. Wasn't Aurora being too hard on herself? It wasn't her fault that she didn't inherit her father's blood type, was it?
"Right now, my dad is struggling on the edge of life and death, and I, as his only daughter, can't help him at all. If my dad can't be saved, how am I going to live? Doctor, please, think of something."
