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Olivia had no idea about Ethan's blood type. Kelvin explained, "Mr. Miller's blood type is the rare P1 type."
When Olivia heard that, her vision turned black. She almost fainted on the spot.
She had learned medicine before. So, of course, she knew how rare this blood type was.
The P blood group system was a different system from the ABO and RhD systems.
It was categorized into five types: P1, P2, P1k, P2k, and P.
P1 and P2 were more commonly found, and the last three types were even rarer.
P-type blood was already difficult enough to obtain. But Ethan was injured, and he needed a massive blood
transfusion.
The blood in the blood bank might not be enough for him.
"How can this be ..."
Olivia took a step backward. If Kelvin hadn't supported her, she would have gone weak in the knees and fallen to
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If she knew that this would happen, she would rather be the one who got hurt.
"Don't be too worried, Mrs. Miller. Mr. Miller has always had a strong body, so he will be fine.
"If those shards flew at you, disfiguration is the least of your worries.
"Your body is already weak from illnesses, after all. Mr. Miller had made the right choice."
Olivia grabbed Kelvin's sleeve, her palms drenched in cold sweat. "Do they have backup blood in the blood bank?"
"They do, so don't worry. Because of Mr. Miller's special blood type, they had already prepared it a long time ago. If
all else fails, there's also—"
When Kelvin said that, a doctor came out from within.
Even though the doctor had his mask on, Olivia could see the urgent look in his eyes.
Olivia wanted to ask about Ethan, but the doctor didn't even glance at her. He said to a nurse, "Krystal isn't here
yet?"
"Ms. Heath has gone to perform military duties, but we've already notified her. She should be here soon
With a slam, someone kicked the door of the fire exit open.
Olivia saw a woman in a military outfit, and she looked quite distinguished. The woman dashed out of the fire exit.
She probably thought that the elevators were too slow, so she had run down from the helipad on the roof.
She had a calm expression on her face, but her strides were quite urgent.
"How is he, Uncle Tucker?" The woman hadn't even approached them before she asked in a hurry. She even looked
like she was going to tear up.
"Hurry and get in. The blood in the blood bank isn't enough, so it's a good thing that you arrived on time."
With that, they ran inside in a hurry. Olivia looked at the woman from the back, recalling her urgent and worried
expression.
Olivia's sixth sense told her that this woman treated Ethan differently.
Kelvin sighed in relief as well. "Don't worry, Mrs. Miller. Ms. Heath has the same blood type as Mr. Miller. With her
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Olivia asked, "How did you know that her blood matches his?"
"Oh, well, every time Mr. Miller got hurt in the past, she would be the one transfusing blood to him. We even joked
and said that she's Mr. Miller's personal blood bank.
"We would bring her along when we were going on very important missions in the past. Mr. Miller's blood type is
simply too rare, so we can't help that."
Olivia stood where she was, feeling like she was surrounded by ice and snow.
She had always known that Ethan's identity was special, and she never asked about it.
But it was only then that she realized that to her Ethan was like someone from another world. She had never
understood him before.
There was a tiny glass shard embedded in the back of her hand.
Everyone's attention was on Ethan just now, so even she had forgotten about it.
When the blood dripped from her fingertips onto the floor at her feet, Kelvin finally noticed it.
"Mrs. Miller, you're bleeding."
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