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Chapter 112 Stealing blood is risky!

Yan Chong walked out of the Qingbei Building and wandered around the pedestrian street next to him.

This is a famous local commercial street, where you can find all kinds of food and snacks.

Yan Chong soon found a small open-air shop that sold Nanjing duck blood vermicelli. He ordered a serving of duck blood vermicelli and a drawer of steamed buns to eat.

But when the duck blood vermicelli was served, I found a handful of minced garlic sprinkled on it...

Yan Chong dropped the bowl of vermicelli at that time.

I got used to it and forgot to tell the boss not to add garlic.

Yan Chong asked the boss for another bowl, and the boss was so scared that he didn't dare ask him for money.

This temper is too big!

After another bowl was served, Yan Chong took a piece of duck blood and put it in his mouth.

The taste is the same, and the ischemic time indicated on the upper right has not been reset.

Yan Chong: "???"

"Boss, is your duck blood fake?" Yan Chong asked, "Is there blood in it?"

"Young man, don't make trouble, how can the duck blood fans use real blood?" The boss said, "All the duck blood fans on the market are made of additives and gelatin. The taste is the same! I just arrived this morning. You Just eat it! Guaranteed it won't spoil your stomach!"

Yan Chong: "!!!"

Then why am I spending so much time here with you?
When Yan Chong got angry, he threw the bowl on the ground as well.

What a temper!
The boss didn't dare to argue with Yan Chong. He didn't want to offend this guy who looked like a bad boy just for a bowl of fans.

But when someone patrolling the street saw two bowls of vermicelli on the ground, two old ladies with red hoops immediately came over and shouted: "Littering, you will be fined fifty!"

Yan Chong: "..."

Why is it so messy!

Yan Chong could only turn around and run away.

How could those two old ladies have Yan Chong's speed, and they would soon be unable to catch up.

Yan Chong ran for two streets before stopping.

Counterfeit products kill people!

Yan Chong walked a little further, and remembered that there was a pig-killing restaurant nearby, so Yan Chong went in and ordered a plate of blood sausage first.

It turns out that the effect of the vampire backpack is a passion for "fresh" blood, not blood products.

Although Yan Chong couldn't help but sigh that the blood sausage can become so delicious after eating, and he can eat two bowls of rice with only sauerkraut, but the time prompt on the upper right tells him that it is not blood, and it does not let time restart. The setting function can only suspend the speed of countdown flow.

After a meal, the countdown is still slowly advancing.

Seeing the time running out, Yan Chong panicked a little.

The name of the pig-killing restaurant is "Pig Killing", but there is no live pig killing project here, so Yan Chong can't find fresh blood.

Only then did he understand the pain of the bearded uncle, and as the uncle said, this backpack can only be given out through trading and cannot be discarded.

It was just an extra backpack, but it brought me so much trouble.

There was no other way, Yan Chong could only find another way.

Yan Chong had also watched a few vampire movies, and he knew that he had fallen into a vampire's predicament.

But whether to kill or not is second to none, the key is that I don't have the strength of a vampire now!
Forced to do nothing, Yan Chong had no choice but to take a taxi to the nearest municipal hospital, intending to break into the blood bank.

But the problem is that Yan Chong doesn't know the way!

In large hospitals, the blood bank is usually a place only for internal staff, and it is not marked on the road signs at all. There are several floors up and down, and Yan Chong searched for a long time but could not find which floor it is on.

Yan Chong could only go to ask the doctor, but the doctor in this second-class hospital is obviously not a young and beautiful girl like the doctor in the third-class hospital. The doctor here is an aunt in her 50s.

"What are you doing there?" the aunt asked indifferently, "What's wrong? Go over there and register!"

"I...anemia?" Yan Chong said.

"The anemia is not serious. I can eat more pork liver and eggplant when I go back," said the aunt.

Are you really a state-owned hospital that doesn’t have to worry about expenses, and you still bring in extraneous patients?
"I just want to go to the blood bank." Yan Chong was a little anxious.

"Go, go! The basement floor!" The aunt was upset, "Why can't this kid listen to me now! Let me tell you, the blood bank in our second-class hospital is not full of blood, and the cold storage is too small. "

"That's right!" Yan Chong suddenly thought of a question.

The blood in the blood bank is kept in cold storage!

Must there be a gate outside?

No matter how small the blood bank is, it is still a blood bank!
How can I get in by myself?
Yan Chong's brain took off, and he quickly changed his statement: "Where is the blood test place? Isn't it in the blood bank?"

"You kid! Just say blood test!" The aunt said, "Go out to the building opposite, the physical examination center."

"Okay! Thank you!" Yan Chong laughed, turned around and ran out.

Yan Chong hurried to another building opposite, and sure enough he saw a blood drawing table, with several nurses still busy on it.

It just so happened that a batch of blood was drawn and was sent for testing.

The door of the blood drawing room was opened, and a little nurse came out pushing a trolley.

Yan Chong deliberately leaned over, pretending to have fallen down accidentally, and pushed down the shelf on the trolley.

A plate of blood vessels fell to the ground, Yan Chong picked up one, unplugged it, and poured it into his mouth.

Ah, sweetness!

The countdown was also reset, back to three hours.

The little nurse next to him was surprised when he saw Yan Chong's face was stained with blood.

"Sir, are you alright?" the little nurse asked.

"I'm fine." Yan Chong said, "I'm here for the physical examination, I'm sorry to spill your blood samples."

"It doesn't matter if the blood sample was spilled, are you not injured?" The little nurse said anxiously, "The physical examination center is in the next building. This is the infectious disease research center. Just now a patient came to check for AIDS, so he put it in here! "

Yan Chong: "!!!"

I'm going to finish this game!
Fortunately, the little nurse checked the blood samples one by one and found that the suspected patient's blood sample was intact.

In this way, she was also criticized by the old nurse for leaking the patient's privacy.

As for Yan Chong, the bottle of blood he "sprinkled" was just a diabetic who came to check for complications.

Yan Chong: "!!!"

I said why is this blood so sweet!

It seems that stealing blood for physical examination is also risky!
Yan Chong apologized to the hospital and offered to pay compensation.

Fortunately, the hospital was magnanimous and did not pursue Yan Chong's crimes, so he escaped.

It's just a pity that the diabetic patient had to come back and draw another tube of blood.

Drawing blood from the hospital didn't look very reliable. After three hours, Yan Chong finally thought of trying his luck at the farmer's market.

The big free-range roosters in the farm cost 100 yuan a piece. Yan Chong bought one first, and asked the boss to help him deal with it. He specially instructed him to keep the blood for him.

But even so, it is only one hundred milliliters, which is enough for a meal.

Can't Yan Chong kill a cockroach every three hours?

(End of this chapter)