To My Dear Mr. Huo

The man refused to let Huang Jie go. “Explain it to me. Tell me what happened. My wife’s blood type is O, and mine AB. Whom does this baby with blood-type A belong to? Whom? Huh?”

The man was really angry. The people behind him started talking as well.

“Your hospital is awful. How can you switch babies at birth?”

“Yeah, where’s our baby? Where is it?”

“No wonder people say that doctors are getting more and more immoral these days. You people are evil.”

“They are evil indeed. We don’t even know whose baby this is. Why is this baby in the observation room? Is this baby having some kind of problem? I think this hospital gave this unhealthy baby to us on purpose and passed our healthy baby to others.”

“That might be true. It’s really easy for the doctors and nurses to steal babies from the hospital.”

Those people talked quickly and loudly, giving Su Qingsang a headache.

“Shut up, all of you.”

She glared at those idiots, made two steps forward, forcibly pushed the man’s hand away and pulled Huang Jie aside.

“Are you done yet? Can you please be quiet and listen to me?”

“What do you have to say to us? What are you gonna say?” Said the man angrily. “Just tell us where our baby is!”

“Mister, you just said that your wife’s blood type is O, and your is AB, right? Your baby is type A. Is that what you said?”

While saying that, Su Qingsang had a vague thought emerge in her mind, but she had no time to dwell on it.

“Yes,” the tall and slim man was still seething. He glared at Su Qingsang and said through clenched teeth, “Can you give me my real baby now?”

“Sir, calm down. No one stole your baby. Your baby is fine.” Su Qingsang took out her phone while speaking.

“Let me tell you why your baby is type A.”

Su Qingsang quickly tapped her phone and opened the search engine. Afterward, she handed her phone to the man and said, “Read carefully. If the parents are type O and AB, their child can only be type A or type B. It’s perfectly normal that your son is type A.”

“That’s nonsense,” the man didn’t believe her. “How can something like that even happen? I heard that the baby will inherit either the father’s blood type or the mother’s. I have never heard that a baby can have a different type of blood.”

“That is not quite true. He has part of your blood type. Type O is recessive. Since your wife has type O, your baby can only be type A or type B. He got his type A blood from you. Some babies have the same blood type as their parents, and some don’t. I know a type B woman who has a baby with type O. Does that mean that the baby isn’t hers?”

The tall and slim man furrowed his eyebrows. Su Qignsang put her phone before his eyes and said, “Sir, you can easily learn about that by searching the keywords online. We can’t possibly make it all up. If you still don’t believe me, you can choose to do a DNA test to find out if this baby came from your wife’s womb or not.”

Su Qingsang’s words made Huang Jie give her a glance. ‘The doctor is really smart,’ Huang Jie thought.

The man might not be the baby’s father, but his wife was definitely the baby’s mother.

The man carefully read the form about heredity rules, but still didn’t want to believe it. “Is this real? Didn’t people say that babies will inherit their blood type from their parents?”

“That is correct, but it’s a little more complex. You see, type A and type B parents can have children with type A, B, O, or AB. You cannot tell if the baby is yours or not merely by his blood type.”

Hearing Su Qingsang’s words, the man finally stopped yelling.

“Doctor, I’m sorry. I didn’t know that. I’m undereducated.”

“It’s okay. That has nothing to do with being well educated. Normally, people don’t pay attention to their own blood types.”

“That’s right. I’m just nervous,” the man smiled awkwardly. “Is… is the baby alright? Why is he in the observation room?”

“Your wife suffered severe blood loss because of the car accident. Her injury didn’t seem to have affected the baby, but we still needed to hold him for observation, to make sure that he’s healthy and to rule out any possible consequences.”

“Thank you, thank you.”

The tall man finally calmed down. He thanked Su Qingsang repeatedly, then apologized to Huang Jie. After that, he left to check on the baby. While leaving, he talked to his family about how professional and nice the doctor was, and how pleased he was with the hospital.

Huang Jie rolled her eyes and said, “Doctor Su, those people…”

“It’s OK. The patient’s family can be emotional sometimes. We need to understand them.” Su Qingsang patted her on the shoulder and asked, “Are you alright? He saw him grab your wrist just now. You’re not injured, are you?”

“I’m fine. Thankfully, you came here on time.”

“You could have explained it to them, even if I wasn’t here.”

“That wouldn’t be the same. We are the nurses, while you are a doctor.” To patients and their families, the words that came from doctors carried more authority.

Su Qingsang smiled and said, “Alright. Just go and do your works. I’ll check on the mother later.”

“Okay.”

The people in the hallway left. Before putting her phone back into her pocket, Su Qingsang happened to glance at the screen and paused with surprise.

She froze in the hallway, her eyes fixed on the form of the heredity system, feeling that her heart was gripped in a powerful squeeze.

Parents with blood type O and AB could have babies with blood type A or B, but never AB.

Type AB parents could never have type O children, and type O parents could never have type AB children. It worked both ways.

Xiang Caiping was type O, while she herself was AB.

What did that mean? It could only mean one thing: that she was not Xiang Caiping’s daughter.

Su Qingsang stood there, staring at the screen of the phone as if expecting to find the answer from it.

Some people walked past her. Some even called her name and greeted her. However, she didn’t hear them and only stared at the chart on the screen of her phone.

The image on her phone screen suddenly changed. Su Qingsang was stunned at first, then saw She Mengwan’s name on the screen.

She answered the call.

“Qingsang, are you at the hospital?”

“Yes,” Su Qignsang came back to herself. Hearing the familiar voice of Shi Mengwan, her eyes finally focused again.

“What’s wrong? I’m at the door of your office. I didn’t see you. Where are you?”

“I…” Su Qingsang raised her head and saw Shi Mengwan at the other end of the hallway.

“Qingsang,” Shi Mengwan saw Su Qingsang too. She ended the call and ran over. She was wearing a thick wool coat. The running made her cheeks red.