Chapter 62: Selling Blood for a Living
The blood drawing process took less than thirty seconds, but for Mu Nuannuan, it was a long torture, and fine sweat was already breaking out on her forehead.
She didn't dare to look back at the blood in the needle, otherwise she would have fainted on the spot.
suddenly realized that he had bitten Bo Qi Jin, so he hurriedly let go.
"It's okay."
Not only did he not blame her, but he comforted him.
Mu Nuannuan looked at him in a daze, she bit it down unconsciously just now, it must have hurt, and she saw a row of teeth marks on his hand.
Such a Bo Qijin made her so moved.
Although he is extremely cold on the surface, he has a soft and warm heart.
She felt like she had passed a hurdle in her life and breathed a sigh of relief.
Drawing blood may seem like a small thing, but everyone has something that is difficult for them to overcome.
She wouldn't have done anything she would have done if she was killed before, because of Bo Qijin, who gave her strength and gave her enough security.
After the routine check-up, she is examined by a doctor from abroad.
The doctor is French and can also speak English, so Mu Nuannuan has no barriers to communication.
The two of them were left in the ward, and in absolute silence, the doctor did a lot of tests.
Wearing a lot of instruments on her body, as if she was detecting brain waves and something, Mu Nuannuan just did it, and she didn't know what to do.
Strangely, I also did a lot of limb coordination tests, and I couldn't figure out why I was doing this test.
The examination lasted for more than an hour, and Mu Nuannuan was very tired, many of which were brain-based items, which were more tiring than the college entrance examination.
At the end, Bo Qijin greeted the doctor and walked out with her.
The blood test report has come out, Bo Qijin is holding it in his hand, and the indicators are normal.
"Your blood type is the same as mine."
"Then if you need me, can I sell you blood?"
Mu Nuannuan didn't know where the brain hole came from, only to see Bo Qijin's brows frowning.
She saw a news report a few days ago, saying that there was a person who was panda blood and specialized in selling blood to patients in need.
"You're expecting something to happen to me?"
A trace of strange emotion flashed in Bo Qijin's eyes, and then he covered it again.
When she said this, she didn't care about anything at all, and she didn't mean it.
Mu Nuannuan hurriedly denied it, she didn't want anything to happen to him.
The corners of Bo Qijin's mouth hooked slightly, "It seems that you have found the value of your life, and you can make a living by selling blood." ”
Within three sentences, they began to squeeze her, and such a joke seemed to have become a tacit understanding between them.
Mu Nuan Nuannu's mouth did not answer, anyway, if she wanted to fight with Bo Qijin, she would definitely lose badly.
If she had disarmed and surrendered in the first place, she would have been able to live a little better.
On the way home, I received a call from the doctor.
Another report from Mu Nuannuan came out soon, and the doctor told Bo Qijin that Mu Nuannuan did not have any special symptoms.
After a professional examination, no problems could be found, and Bo Qijin fell into deep thought.
There are some things hidden in my heart, and I don't know whether to ask them or not.
That time in the past may be a painful memory for her, and it is normal for her not to want to remember it.
Now that I've found her, it's good to be happy with her.
He persuaded himself to stop dwelling on the past, what does it matter if she remembers it or not?
The frowning brows gradually relaxed, and when she turned her head, she was asleep.
I didn't get up early in the morning, but I did a physical examination, are you so tired? This sleepy bug!