Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

Chapter 1243 The Woman Is An Impostor
Luke flipped to the front page of the report again. It was written there that the subject had B-type blood.
He remembered very clearly that Bianca had O-type blood.
Luke was about to head out of the room to find Dr. Blake, but the doctor hastily came into the room with some equipment.
"Sorry, Mr. Crawford, the people in the lab might have made a mistake. I'll schedule another test right now," the doctor said while
shooting the nurse behind him a glance. Johann had told him that the blood types did not match.
Dr. Blake immediately checked Bianca's files and found out that she had 0- type blood. He immediately gave a call to the
laboratory, but the technicians insisted that they did not mix up the samples. After all, there was only one sample sent to the lab
that night, and there was no chance that they had mixed it up with another sample.
Dr. Blake had no other choice than to schedule another blood test.
The nurse stepped forward and prepared to take Bianca's blood.
Jack and Queenie were wondering what was going on. They asked, "Why do you need another blood sample?"
Before Dr. Blake could answer, Luke said, "There might be a few more tests. Isn't that so, Dr. Blake?"
Dr. Blake was slightly confused. If Johann had read Bianca's test report, Luke must have been the one to send it to him. If Luke
knew the reason why they needed another test, why did he ask the doctor about exactly that?
The doctor could only nod and say, "Yes."
Queenie nodded. She put away the towel and placed her hand on Bianca's forehead. It was still as hot as ever.
The nurse took another blood sample and quickly left the room.
"How long will this take?" Luke asked.
"Only ten minutes. We're only running a simple test. I'll be back soon," Dr. Blake replied. If the lab technicians insisted that they
did not mix up the samples, all he had to do was confirm the blood type of the sample, and it would not take too long.

"I'll go with you." Luke walked up to the door and turned around to speak to his in-laws, "Dad, Mom, I'll go with Dr. Blake for a
while. Please take care of Bea in the meantime." "Alright, go then." Queenie nodded. She wrung the towel and placed it on
Bianca's forehead again.
Luke went to Dr. Blake's office and sat down inside.
This was A City's best hospital, and he could not believe that they made such a silly mistake. He had to sit there and confirm the
results with his eyes.
His suspicion grew when he heard that the blood types did not match.
Was that the reason why Bianca had refused to give a blood sample? If the blood types did not match, the woman in the room
was not the woman that Luke loved.
It would also mean that the DNA test results were fabricated...
The more Luke thought about it, the more he thought there was someone behind the scenes controlling everything.
Ten minutes later, the nurse came to the office with the test results. "Dr.
Blake, the patient's blood type is indeed B. Could Dr. Park have been mistaken?"
Dr. Blake realized that something was amiss when he browsed through the report. Someone with B-type blood could not have O-
type blood. Moreover, Bianca had had her blood sample taken at the hospital multiple times, and the blood test could not have
been wrong everytime.
Alright. You can go, and close the door behind you," Dr. Blake said.
The nurse nodded, left the office, and closed the door.
Dr. Blake handed the test report to Luke, knowing that he must have guessed something.
"It's indeed B-type blood, Mr. Crawford."
Luke took the report, glanced at it, and stood up abruptly. "Could something have changed her blood type?" "There is a chance
that a bone marrow recipient might experience certain alterations to their DNA, and such cases have been documented in other
countries. There hasn't been a precedent that a patient's blood type would change though," Dr. Blake replied.

Luke sank deep into thought. Without performing another DNA test, he could tell that the woman was not the real Bianca.
The woman unconscious on the bed was only someone who looked identical to Bianca. She could not mimic the real Bianca's
personality, so she had used memory loss as an excuse.
Someone had been manipulating him for the past three years.
"Don't let anyone else know about it," Luke said, trusting that Dr. Blake knew what could be said and what could not.
"Yes!"
Luke put the report in his pocket and returned to Bianca's room.
When Queenie saw Luke, she asked him nervously, "How is it?" "Everything is normal," Luke answered as he looked at the faint
scar on the woman's neck.
The scar was already on her neck when he first discovered her. After two years of scar removal treatments, the scar was quite
faint, but a trace of it remained.
The injury to her throat had ruined her voice. In addition to her claim of memory loss, everyone treated her as Bianca.
As for the DNA test report, only someone powerful and influential could have swapped the DNA samples. It also meant that said
person had access to the real Bianca's DNA samples.
Luke was sure that the woman in front of him was an impostor, and he did not know where the real Bianca was.
"Normal..." Queenie could tell that there was something amiss. "What's wrong, Luke?" "It's nothing." Luke turned his gaze away
from the woman on the bed.
He did not want to expose the woman's lies now. First, he had to know where the real Bianca was.
He could tell that the mastermind was holding Bianca hostage somewhere. Even though he was furious, he did not lose his
temper in front of his in-laws.
Queenie could tell that Luke was hiding something. She exchanged glances with Jack.
Jack shook his head, indicating that she should trust Luke.

If there was something that Luke did not tell them, there must be a reason behind it.
Queenie could only continue to take care of Bianca.
The nurse came in with a syringe. While sterilizing a patch of skin on Bianca's arm, she said, ‘Dr. Blake adjusted the dosage of
the medication. Her fever should soon subside." "Alright." Queenie continued to frown as she watched the saline drip into
Bianca's veins.
The sky was already bright by now.
Luke said, "Dad, Mom, I'll take care of Bea after this. You haven't slept the whole night, so you should go home and rest."
Queenie sighed and said, "How can I sleep when Bea is so ill? You should go home. I'll take care of Bea here."
Seeing that his in-laws did not want to leave, Luke shook his head and sat down on the couch.
In a while, the Crawford family cook came to deliver breakfast. She looked at Bianca on the bed, then turned to speak to Luke.
"Sir, It's Carnival Day at Tommy's kindergarten today, and..."