The personal doctor of the beautiful president

In novels and film and television dramas, there are often plots of bloody recognition, but in real life, it is the first time for Han Xingye to operate it, and it feels amazing.

From the perspective of physics and biology, it is difficult to explain such a phenomenon.

It was difficult for Han Xingye to accurately describe this feeling in words, it was very mysterious, he felt that this set of accessories seemed to have life and come alive.

But it is clear that the so-called alive is not real, there are no vital signs.

Probably only his master can feel it.

"Here comes the problem. I have recognized the Lord with a drop of blood. Why hasn't the organ of the altar been activated yet?"

After withdrawing from the wonderful feeling of recognizing the Lord with a drop of blood, Han Xingye felt a little uncomfortable when he realized that the mechanism hadn't been opened yet.

Isn't this a typical operation as fierce as a tiger, and the effect stays in place at first glance.

Peng Junna's complexion changed suddenly, she pointed to the bowl-shaped object, and said shyly in a voice as low as a mosquito, "Fill this bowl up."

The cold-blooded queen who killed without batting an eye was actually shy.

But Han Xingye's focus is not here.

"Damn it, do you have to fill such a big bowl?" Han Xingye was a little dumbfounded.

How much blood does this have to bleed, at least 400cc by visual inspection, and I am a voluntary blood donor here.

"Let me ask a question, does this bowl also need blood to recognize the owner?"

Peng Junna replied: "No, it's a dead thing. And it's a fixed mechanism, so it can't be taken away."

Han Xingye nodded, looked at Peng Junna seriously, and said, "As a doctor, I want to teach you a little science, regular bloodletting is good for your body.

So the society has been advocating voluntary blood donation, and now is a good opportunity. I can't eat alone, so I will make some sacrifices and let it to you. "

"Cough cough", Peng Junna was so angry that she coughed violently.

Who said before, care about my body, don't let me lose blood?

Now it has become that bloodletting is beneficial to your health, co-authoring is beneficial and harmful, it all depends on your personal needs.

With more knowledge, medical theory also brings artificial intelligence.

Play or you can play.

"Look, your physical condition is indeed not good. The cough is so severe that it is typical of poor blood circulation, so more bloodletting is needed." Han Xingye took advantage of the situation and pinched Peng Junna's wrist to feel her pulse.

"A while ago, you didn't take my antidote, which caused the meridian to be blocked, and your skill was sealed. At the same time, it also caused the stagnation of blood circulation. Through bloodletting, it can not only promote blood regeneration, but also dredge the meridian along the way, so that your skill will be improved to a higher level. building……"

Han Xingye was so eloquent that he talked like crazy, of course Peng Junna is not so easy to fool.

But she didn't interrupt Han Xingye's eloquence. After Han Xingye finished speaking, she nodded slowly, and lightly opened her lips, "Okay."

Han Xingye was quite surprised, when did Peng Junna get so high and foolish?
Peng Junna looked at Han Xingye with complicated eyes, hesitant to speak.

Han Xingye had a premonition that this matter might not be simple.

"Just say what you want to say."

"Actually, you don't need to say so much, because your blood is useless." Peng Junna hesitated for a long time, her face flushed, before she said: "I need the blood of a pure yin woman."

Han Xingye was dumbfounded when he heard this.

Fuck, can you play like this?
Is this thing still intelligent? Whose blood should I recognize?

The so-called pure yin woman's blood not only refers to Peng Junna's pure yin physique and fate, but also needs to be an untouched pure yin body.

"Oh, then you give yourself a knife, what's the big deal?"

As a killer, he should not be afraid of pain.

But Peng Junna said coyly: "Blood from any place is not enough, you need blood from the thigh artery."

No, it's so ruthless, and I'm not afraid of losing too much blood all at once, and people are gone.

What's more embarrassing is that Han Xingye is a little embarrassed to watch here.

Only now did Han Xingye understand why she asked herself to avoid it first.

Han Xingye asked: "Do you want me to avoid it for a while, and come back after you turn on the mechanism?"

"I told you to come in alone before. Don't worry about me. I'm afraid I'll eat alone. What's the point of pretending now?" Peng Junna glared at Han Xingye unhappily, and said with a flushed face, "That's all, you can stay here, the mechanism is on." The time is short and there is no delay."

"Then I'll turn my back and close my eyes to make sure I won't peek." After Han Xingye finished speaking, he turned his back and closed his eyes.

"Wait, I found it difficult, you can't just sit back and watch."

The altar was more than one meter high. There were seven ornaments placed on the table, and there was such a big bowl that filled the space, and there was no place for people to stand on it.

So here comes the question, how can Peng Junna pour the blood from her thigh into the big bowl in the middle of the altar?
Although her height is nearly 1.8 meters, and the length of her legs is against the sky, she has not really reached a height of more than one meter, and it is impossible to easily lift her legs.

The most convenient way, of course, is to put it in a container and pour it in, but the current conditions do not allow it. Where can I find a container.

Originally there was a bowl in the wooden house, but it was broken innocently due to the invasion of the seven dwarfs.

So Peng Junna could only pour the blood into the bowl directly, if she were to do it alone, it would be extremely difficult.

Although she is very skilled in martial arts and is as light as a swallow, it is impossible for her to hang in mid-air.

What else to do now?He could only ask Han Xingye to help her, hold her up, and lift her up.

But this is too embarrassing.

Thinking of this, Peng Junna's face was so red that she wanted to die.

But how could a mortal be able to refuse such a huge temptation from Muchen Bead?
Peng Junna did some psychological training for herself: when he played mahjong with Han Xingye, he had already taken advantage of him a lot, and it didn't seem like a big deal to take more.

Besides, I also have the idea of ​​using the seed to give birth to the chosen one.

That's all, let's make a sacrifice this time, and give him a little more benefit.

"Don't stand there in a daze, it's not easy to be a shopkeeper by throwing your hands away, come and help me quickly." Peng Junna said to Han Xingye who had already turned his head away.

Han Xingye was stunned for a moment, what can I do to help, is the blood flowing out of my body?

He looked at Peng Junna suspiciously, saw her awkward expression, looked at the specific objective conditions again, and probably understood.

"I found that you are quite stupid, why don't you take something to step on your feet?"

Peng Junna asked back: "Where is there a stepping stone?"

"Isn't there a tombstone over there?"