The nurse frowned slightly, somewhat disdainful, as this girl was too thin.
"Nurse, draw mine, please draw mine quickly!" Gu Xiaoer was almost begging.
The other paused, "You're not injured, are you?"
"No, no, I'm fine, I'm not hurt at all!"
"Alright, then come with me quickly! If you have any medical history, report it in advance, don't delay the blood test time!"
"No, I don't have..." Gu Xiaoer's big eyes suddenly constricted, nervously asking the nurse, "Nurse, does hereditary favism count as a medical history?"
The nurse was slightly stunned, her steps paused, seemingly considering what this illness was. Ultimately, she decisively said, "Theoretically, no problem, time is urgent, come with me first!"
The two hurriedly walked towards the room next to the operating room.
In the empty corridor, the phrase "hereditary favism" faintly echoed.
Hereditary favism...
Does Xiao Er have hereditary favism?
