The true heiress of metaphysics travels back to the 1970s and recognizes her father, a high-ranking

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The next day, the day Jiang Chuyao was to have surgery, at the hospital...

From the moment she woke up in the morning, Old Madam Jiang held Jiang Chuyao's hand, constantly saying comforting words, rambling on and on, as if she herself was the one who was nervous.

Grandpa Jiang felt that his wife's actions were not because Chu Yao was afraid, but because his wife was afraid.

So he spoke calmly:

"If you're so anxious, Chu Yao will worry too."

As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Chuyao and comforted her, "Chuyao, don't worry, the surgery techniques are very advanced now, everything will be fine!"

After all, this is a child who grew up under my very nose, and this child has indeed changed a lot recently, becoming much more sensible and obedient than before.

Jiang Chuyao nodded, forcing a sweet smile: "Grandpa and Grandma, Mom and Dad, don't worry, I believe I'll be alright! After I recover, I'll study hard and go to the countryside to apologize to my maternal grandparents!"

"What are you apologizing for!" Old Madam Jiang immediately interrupted her, saying with heartache, "It's enough that you have the intention! Your maternal grandparents live so far away, it must be so tiring for them to travel back and forth. Once they return to Beijing, you can take good care of them then."

Old Madam Jiang was thinking that once her granddaughter recovered, she would definitely give her a good boost of nutrition, and she couldn't bear to let her travel such a long distance.

Jiang Chuyao obediently agreed, but she didn't actually intend to go to that remote mountain village. She was just saying it for Meng Wanqiu and Jiang Mingqian to hear. She wouldn't be foolish enough to run that far. Besides, in her previous life, Meng's maternal grandparents would be returning from Heilongjiang Province in less than a year.

Just then, a nurse walked in and called out, "Jiang Chuyao's family members, please come over and sign the papers."

"Okay, I'm coming!" Jiang Mingqian replied and immediately stood up. Meng Wanqiu hesitated for a moment, then quickly followed.

The two followed the nurse to the doctor's office. The attending physician took out a stack of agreements, tapped the surgical informed consent form at the top with his fingertips, and his gaze behind his glasses was calm, yet carried an undeniable seriousness:

"Jiang Chuyao's family, let me first explain the key risks of the surgery to you."

He paused, opened the agreement, and explained each clause: "Lung nodule removal surgery is a mature procedure, but any surgery has uncontrollable factors. The most significant risk is massive intraoperative bleeding. The patient's lesion is located close to a branch of the pulmonary artery. Although the location was determined preoperatively, the course of the blood vessels may vary from person to person, and damage could result in significant bleeding."

Meng Wanqiu's face paled instantly, and her fingers unconsciously tightened around Jiang Mingqian's arm.

Jiang Mingqian's Adam's apple bobbed, and he forced himself to remain calm as he pressed on, "Doctor, what are the chances of this happening?"

"The probability is not high, but we must inform you in advance." The doctor's tone was calm, but every word was clear.

"However, you don't need to worry too much. We have made full preparations. The blood bank has reserved a sufficient amount of type B blood, which is a perfect match for the patient's blood type. There will be a dedicated anesthesiologist and transfusion physician on standby during the operation. If any abnormality occurs, the emergency plan will be activated immediately."

He glanced at their tense expressions and added, "Don't worry, we will do our best to mitigate the risks. The patient's nodule is in its early stages, and the location isn't particularly difficult, so the success rate of the surgery is very high. These risks must be made known to the family and they must sign a confirmation."

Although Meng Wanqiu was very worried, she still looked at the doctor and said, "Doctor, as long as the child can be cured, we will cooperate!"

After speaking, she looked at her husband beside her and noticed that he was frowning. Thinking he was worried, she was about to say something to comfort him when she heard him say:

"Doctor, is there a mistake with the blood type of your backup blood? Why is it type B? My daughter should be type A or type O."

Upon hearing Jiang Mingqian's words, Meng Wanqiu realized what he meant and immediately looked at the doctor, saying, "Yes, doctor, my daughter shouldn't have type B blood."

The couple's certainty stemmed from an inspection they conducted within the military.

A few years ago, Jiang Mingqian and Meng Wanqiu participated in a physical examination organized by the military.

When the two received their medical examination results, they discovered that they both had type A blood.

Jiang Mingqian once said to Meng Wanqiu with a smile, "Our children's blood type can only be A or O. Let's have them check their blood types sometime and see if any of our children can produce a universal blood type."

After that, they underwent several more physical examinations, and their blood type was always A, so they believed that their blood type was correct.

How could Jiang Chuyao, their child, have type B blood?

The doctor paused for a moment upon hearing this, then picked up the medical record from the corner of the table, flipped to the page with the blood type record, and pointed his finger at the paper: "There's no way it could be wrong. It was specifically checked during the preoperative examination yesterday. Jiang Chuyao is indeed blood type B, and both positive and negative typing results are correct."

"How is this possible?" Meng Wanqiu's voice was filled with disbelief and shock. "My husband and I are both blood type A, how could our child be blood type B?"

Jiang Mingqian frowned even more deeply, looked at the doctor, and said with a determined tone, "Doctor, in all the physical examinations we've had over the years, my wife and I have consistently tested positive for type A blood. Could there be something wrong?"

At this moment, a serious expression appeared on the doctor's face. After all, if the wrong blood was transfused during surgery, it would be a matter of life and death.

The doctor nodded and said, "Blood typing is a routine procedure with an extremely low error rate. But to be on the safe side, I'll have the nurse draw blood again now for an expedited retest."

"Then we'll have to trouble the doctor!" Jiang Mingqian quickly replied. At this moment, both he and Meng Wanqiu were still convinced that the hospital's examination had revealed a problem.

Before long, the nurse rushed back to report: "Director, the retest results are in, the patient is indeed blood type B, there's no mistake!"

Jiang Mingqian and Meng Wanqiu exchanged a shocked glance, their eyes filled with deep confusion.

The attending physician carefully considered his words before slowly reminding him, "From a genetic point of view, if both parents have type A blood, their children can only have type A or type O blood; it is absolutely impossible for them to have type B blood."

These words struck Meng Wanqiu's heart like a thunderbolt. Her head was buzzing, and countless chaotic thoughts rushed in, making her almost lose her footing.

As they walked out of the doctor's office, the couple kept their heads down and remained silent, a heavy atmosphere hanging in the air.

Then, as if she had just remembered something, Meng Wanqiu suddenly raised her head and said, "I suddenly remembered something. When the two children were born, the doctor said that our two children truly deserve to be called twins, as they both have a small black mole on their left ear."

Her eyes instantly reddened, and her voice was filled with regret: "But I had just given birth at that time, and I fell asleep shortly after returning to the ward, so I didn't take a close look. By the time I remembered what the doctor said, I was already back in the military family compound."

"Later, I specifically checked both children. Only Xie Chuan had that small black mole on his left earlobe, while Chu Yao had nothing on his ear." Meng Wanqiu's lips trembled. "At the time, I thought the doctor had made a mistake, so I didn't take it to heart..."