The old lady was elderly and confused; she thought for a long time but couldn't remember what that blood type was called.
She only said, "It's quite rare, they say there might not be one in ten thousand people, something H-negative blood..."
As soon as these words came out, Jian Shuya became instantly agitated.
"RH negative..."
"Yes, yes, that's the term, I can't remember it because I'm old."
It was the blood type found in Fu Yunhai's family; she had indeed come to the right place.
It turned out her daughter was called Xixi, and she was still alive.
Jian Shuya's hands trembled as she flipped through the old photo album.
Inside were various photos of Ye Xi from her birth until before she was ten years old; after that, it was as if they had stopped—there were hardly any photos of her as she grew up.
Jian Shuya lifted her head from the album and asked, "Why are there only photos up until she was ten? Why are there none after that?"
