Emperor Shao chased his wife crazy

Ever since she was a child, An Yu has suffered so much cynicism and teasing from Yan's mother, and she has long been immune to it.

Mother Yan's red lips chattered endlessly, and she wanted to poke her face with her fingers, but An Yu's expression was indifferent, and she didn't respond at all.

Yan's mother suddenly felt powerless as she punched Mian Mian, her eyes revealed a fierce look, and she scolded even more fiercely.

Suddenly, An Yu's eyes opened slightly, finally there were some waves in his eyes, but his gaze was looking behind her, and his tone was unusually bewildered: "Dad..."

Yan's mother turned around in surprise, An's father stood behind her for some time, his face was livid, obviously heard.

Just tired of scolding, Yan's mother put her arms around her chest in a haughty posture, and didn't take him seriously at all.

Father An walked straight in front of her, and said politely: "Madam, please apologize to Xiao Yu."

"Apologize?" Mother Yan let out a sneer from her chest, as if she had heard some big joke, "Why is she!?"

Father An's expression was calm, and he said neither humble nor overbearing: "Leaving aside the friendship between me and the old man, Xiaoyu's mother and I work in Yan's family and make money with our hands. It doesn't mean we are dwarves. Please apologize to her for the insult just now. .”

"Dad." An Yu stood between him and Yan's mother, afraid that Yan's mother would hurt him with her nails when she got excited, "Forget it."

Hasn't she seen enough of Yan's mother's virtues in Yan's family for nearly 20 years?She didn't want to engage in meaningless entanglement, she just wanted to get away from this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

But An's father turned his face resolutely, looked at Yan's mother for a moment, and vowed to ask her for an explanation.

Mother Yan chuckled, pinched one of his empty short sleeves with two fingers, and taunted wantonly: "Make money with your own hands? Haha... I have never heard such a funny joke, you are a crippled dog slave, if not The old man kindly took you in, you don't know where you died!"

"The Yan family rewards you with a bite of food. You don't have to beg for mercy. You don't know how to be grateful. The daughter you teach is not a good thing, a bunch of white-eyed wolves!"

Veins popped out of Father An's forehead, An Yu stopped in front of him, his face extremely cold: "Since the Yan family is so powerful, then there is no need for Ke's orders."

Mother Yan lost her temper for a moment, and was stunned: "... What did you say?"

"I'm the director of Ke's now. Whether the Yan family can get the next order is up to me. You'd better be polite." An Yu looked careless, but the anger in his heart almost destroyed everything.

Mother Yan's eyes moved and she was instantly dumbfounded.

At this moment, Yan Lan, who was supposed to be in a coma, woke up at some point, and yelled at the words: "What are you proud of!? What a great thing to be a director? Who knows how you got the position of director? You got away with Ke Yuzhi's nurse before." Recently, I just had an affair with Zhou Hen not long ago, you are a slut, and everyone has to favor you?"

An Yu shrugged indifferently, but Yan's mother's expression changed slightly, and she rushed into the ward to stop Yan Lan, who was outspoken, completely forgetting how she scolded An Yu's family not long ago.

Yan Lan suddenly showed pain, Yan's mother was anxious, and hurriedly pressed the bedside call bell: "What's wrong? Why are you uncomfortable? I called the doctor, and the doctor will come soon!"

"Blood..." Yan Lan was sweating in pain, her voice was squeezed out.

Mother Yan lifted a corner of the quilt in surprise, and was immediately startled by the large expanse of bright red in front of her eyes.

Fortunately, it was in the hospital, and the doctor arrived soon after hearing the news, and quickly pushed Yan Lan to the emergency room.

Seeing Yan Lan being pushed away with a face full of pain, An Yu sighed and shook her head, Yan Lan really couldn't learn a lesson.

Father An unconsciously held her hand tightly. Seeing his worried sideways face, knowing that he was angry and still couldn't let go of the old man's relatives, An Yu took the initiative to say: "Dad, let's go and see too."

Father An's eyes brightened slightly, and he agreed without saying a word.

The three of them rushed to the door of the emergency room, and Mother Yan glanced unkindly, knowing that this might not be the time for a quarrel, she clasped her hands in front of her body, staring anxiously at the closed door of the operating room.

After an unknown amount of time, the door opened, and the doctor walked out quickly, looking around at several people: "The patient is in urgent need of blood transfusion. Which of you is the patient's family member?"

An Yu and An's father didn't say a word, Yan's mother hurriedly said: "I am! The doctor will pump me!"

The doctor frowned: "Come and do a blood type test with me."

Yan's mother followed behind him, An Yu glanced at An's father, and the two also followed.

The result came out quickly, Yan's mother had type O blood, but what Yan Lan needed was type A blood!

Yan's mother was bewildered and at a loss, when suddenly there was a rush of footsteps from far to near, Yan's father's anxious face caught the eyes of several people: "How is Xiaolan?"

"Why did you come here!?" Yan's mother complained, and then told him about the current situation, "Xiaolan is going to have a blood transfusion now, but I have type O blood, so you should check it too!"

It was about Yan Lan, Father Yan didn't dare to delay, he quickly stretched out his hand for the doctor to prick his fingertips.

The doctor slowly shook his head under the expectant gaze of the couple: "No, you are also type O blood."

Type O people can give blood transfusions to Type A people in critical times, but that is too risky, and if something happens to them, their hospital can't bear the responsibility.

An Yu noticed that An Yu's father was a little ready to move just now, he looked at their frowns, pulled An Yu aside, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Yu, I have type A blood, I can give Miss Yan a blood transfusion .”

An Yu's eyes widened slightly in surprise, and her first reaction was to tell the doctor quickly that saving lives is the most important thing.

But mother Yan's sarcasm sounded inappropriately in her ears, and her eyes turned cold. The Yan family has humiliated their father so much, why should father suffer on their behalf?

What's more, he just had a slight concussion not long ago, and he lost too much blood and once survived on blood transfusions. The Yan family is not worthy of such a sacrifice.

"Dad." An Yu said ruthlessly, "Don't worry about it, they don't deserve you to do this. The hospital can transfer the blood bank. Yan Lan is their only daughter. They will never let her have an accident."

"But—" Father An frowned disapprovingly, and she had no choice but to give up this idea under her firm attitude.

The two men would be so sad that they didn't even notice their whispering.

Can two people with type O blood have a child with type A blood?

A question suddenly came to mind, and An Yu's spine instantly shivered, as if he had glimpsed a corner of a huge secret.

Isn't Yan Lan their child?No, how is this possible?It was about the successor of the Yan family, how could they get it wrong on such an important matter?

No, isn't she not related to her father by blood?Her mother died young, and she didn't even know whether she was only half of her mother's blood or had nothing to do with them...

No relationship?

An Yu suddenly raised her eyes, and a terrifying thought popped up uncontrollably...