Sometimes he thought the girl was stupid, and sometimes he thought she was weirdly strong, and when the needle poked into the white skin and into the green veins, she never even frowned, as if this pain could not be considered a pain to her.

She kept looking out the window, letting the bright red blood flow down the hose and into the syringe.

George sighed in his heart that the maximum amount of blood donated by a person is 400 ml, and the interval between each time cannot be less than four months, but the girl in front of her, she has to draw 800 ml of blood "liquid" every time, and she has to draw it every two months, so her face "color" is always pale because of blood loss.

"Alright, Miss Su." George gave her another injection of fetal nutrition, put away his set of equipment, and looked at Qiu Mo lying on the bed with concern.

Qiu Mo turned her head and smiled at her, she was not pretty, but this smile was like a white rose that suddenly bloomed, and it was extremely fragrant.

"Good work."

After she finished speaking, she closed her eyes gently, and suddenly lost so much blood, she felt dizzy, and she had no strength in her body, but when she thought that her blood 'liquid' would flow into his body, she would feel that it didn't matter if she worked harder.

George usually leaves after drawing blood, but today he didn't know why he didn't want to move, so he pulled out a chair and sat down in front of her, and asked in a solemn tone: "Miss Qiu, do you know that with your way of drawing blood, you may not be able to support it for long." ”

Qiu Mo nodded clearly, disapproving, how could she not know what a terrible thing she was doing now.

Speaking of this, it goes back to a year ago, when she was looking for Leng Xiao all over the world, the man who saved her from the hands of the devil, and when she tried so hard to find him, he couldn't remember the intersection between them because of the amnesia of a car accident.

He didn't know her at all, and the way he looked at her was like looking at a stranger who had nothing to do with him.

But she didn't give up, she couldn't talk to him, so she wandered downstairs in his company every day, around his house, and once was even chased far away by Carter, not for anything else, just to see him from afar.

He is cold and arrogant and withdrawn, she has always been as high as a king, she is stupid to stay by his side, sometimes she is regarded as a beggar, a madman, but she doesn't care, she just needs to be happy when she sees him well.

Until those days, she didn't see him for a few days, she was anxious to find a subordinate in the cold house to ask, the subordinate saw her sloppy and thought she was a madman, only drove her out, just when the two were arguing, she saw Nie Ronghua's car slowly coming, she didn't know where to get the courage, rushed over without thinking, and stopped her car with open arms.

Nie Ronghua usually wouldn't stop for a beggar, but at that time she was looking for someone who could match Leng Xiao's blood type and was willing to make a blood jar, so she just asked casually: "What blood type are you?" ”

When Qiu Mo said his blood type, Nie Ronghua's eyes lit up, it really took no effort to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere to find it, this dirty girl actually had the same rare blood type as her son, and the last girl who was willing to make a blood jar for money had died of excessive blood loss a few days ago.