Falling for My Contractual Wife

Daisy nodded her head. "Yes, I am!"

Carson said, "Draw my blood. I have B-type blood too."

The nurse looked at him and told him, "Are you the patient's son? Blood transfusions are not possible between direct relatives."

After saying that, she took Daisy into the operating room.

Grace frowned slightly. Why did her parents and brother both have B-type blood while she had A-type blood?

She had a basic knowledge of blood types. Two people with B-type blood could not give birth to a child with A-type blood, and they could only give birth to a child with O-type or B-type blood. Grace's mind raced with countless questions. Could she not be her dad's biological daughter?

Or was she born to her dad and another woman?

Grace felt that the latter was more likely because the way Daisy had treated her over the years was indeed so bad that it even made her wonder if she was truly her own daughter.

Grace's heart sank.

After another three hours, the door to the operating room finally opened.

Grace immediately rushed over. "Justin, how is it?"

his brow and looked at her with a faint smile. "Don't worry, the surgery was successful. Your dad's leg was saved. When he wakes up

to say that to me. Your family, in my eyes, is my family too." Grace cried and then smiled. Some words of thanks seemed too inadequate for Justin. Frederick was wheeled into the ward, and Daisy and

Justin. "By the way, there's something I wanted to ask you." "Okay, go

a place where no one was around before she asked, "I wanted to ask, is it possible for twe people with

thought that Frederick had B-type blood when he was just in the

at Grace and

of two people

can only have B-type or O-type blood, unless it's

B-type blood and A-type blood

Grace's heart sank completely.

on? What

the hospital to come all the way here, right? Let

you eaten yet? Let's have

"Alright."

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