Blood draws?

She saw a needle inserted into her arm, and bright red blood was slowly flowing out of the clear veins. The tube stretched all the way to a glass vial, which already had a lot of blood on it.

Where is this? How could she be drawing blood?

He Mengxi didn't know how much blood had been drained, but he felt a little dizzy. He struggled to sit up and pulled the blood-drawing needle out of his hand.

Seeing the blood that had already filled half a glass bottle, He Meng twitched the corners of his mouth.

Damn, what kind of neuropathy draws his own blood like this, pumping so much, is it because he wants to hang up?

Cover the pinhole in your hand with your other hand to prevent the blood from continuing to flow out.

I got out of bed, slipped on my slippers and looked around, intending to get out of here first.

At this moment, the door was opened, and He Mengxi saw that Simi was holding a tray and some hanging bottle needles in her hand, and when she saw He Mengxi standing there, she was also stunned, but she didn't expect her to wake up.

He Meng looked at the things in Simi's hand, and some things gradually formed in his mind. The more he looked at Simi, the more suspicious he became.

"Are you awake?" Compared with He Mengxi's surprise, after being stunned for the first time, Simi immediately returned to her usual appearance, walked in her direction with the tray, and asked lightly.

"Butler Simi, why am I here?" He Meng covered his arm and subconsciously took a step back.

"You fainted in the kitchen, so I'll bring you back to hang some bottles."

He Meng listened carefully to Simi's words, and the doubts in his heart became even heavier. Usually although she is very aggressive, it doesn't mean that she is stupid. On the contrary, He Mengxi is very smart, otherwise she would not have been admitted to Class A of Ed School with excellent grades.

"And what's the deal with the half vial of blood I was drained of?" She had never heard of someone who fainted from altitude sickness and needed to have her blood drawn, so there must be something wrong with that. There was a wall behind her, and she had no way to retreat.

Simi smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth and said, "Why do you have to ask so much about some things, sometimes knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing." At this time, Simi had already walked to the opposite side of He Mengxi.

He Meng leaned against the cold wall, and Simi on the other side was still the same as usual at this time, with a faint expression. But He Mengxi just felt that something was wrong, and felt that Simi was very dangerous at this time.

"Butler Simi, I still have something to do, I think I'd better leave first." He Mengxi wanted to leave, but there were beds on the left and right, and the only way was the opposite side, but he was blocked by Simi. Unless He Mengxi turned over from the bed, he really couldn't get out.

Simi ignored He Mengxi's words, walked over and picked up the half bottle of blood on the table next to him, saw that it was only half a bottle, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Why is it only half a bottle, it's not enough." ”

"Looks like you're going to have to donate some more blood." Simi looked at He Meng with the bottle and said.

He Meng's hand covering his arm was cold. She still wants to smoke, does she really want to kill herself? What the hell was she trying to do, why was she pumping her own blood, why was she deliberately trying to stun herself. Presumably, so many classmates fainted for no reason yesterday, and they should be the same as themselves.

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