Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"My parents have always told me not to have blood drawn or have blood tests. I think it's best if you don't go either. You're not old enough to go."

Liu Qingqing was puzzled: "Why? My classmates all went and said they felt very comfortable after having their blood drawn. I think people should have a sense of dedication."

"Otherwise, if the hospital doesn't have enough blood, how will those patients survive? Anyway, we can just draw blood and wait, and they will recover after a while. I want to go and see it."

"Squad leader, don't be so timid. There's nothing you can't do."

Qi Rong shook her head and said firmly, "No, my parents said my blood is very special, different from others. They said it would be very dangerous if I donated blood."

Liu Qingqing was incredulous upon hearing this, and couldn't help laughing: "Hey, squad leader, we all have the same blood. How are you special compared to us? Could it be that you have panda blood?"

Seeing that she was silent, Liu Qingqing said in surprise: "No, squad leader, you really have panda blood."

"Hey, keep your voice down and don't shout."

Qi Rong said with some distress: "Oh, I don't know if it is true or not. Anyway, my family is very taboo about blood tests. Even if we go for a checkup, we always ask the family doctor to come."

"I rarely go to the hospital to have my blood drawn. My parents say it's unsafe. I don't know why it's unsafe, but I don't go to the hospital to have my blood drawn."

"Okay, I'll go shopping for some clothes and then walk around later."

The four girls were each looking at clothes that suited them, and didn't notice the strange looks from the people around them, who were staring at them hungrily, occasionally looking at Qi Rong.

They were separated unconsciously, and Qi Rong felt someone bumped into her back, and a slight pain in her waist. She turned her head and saw the young woman apologizing hurriedly.

"I'm sorry, little girl. Did I hurt you?"

"It's okay, just be careful."

The young woman nodded, apologized, and turned away.

Qi Rong was choosing clothes when she soon felt dizzy and her brain seemed to be stuck. She subconsciously looked at other people and staggered towards Li Fumei.

Li Fumei's bruises hadn't healed yet, and the pain from the blow made her wince. She quickly reached out to support the man, "Squad Leader, what's wrong with you?"

He spoke with a lisp: "I feel so dizzy."

"Well, maybe you have low blood sugar? Here, take a piece of candy to slow down your symptoms."

He took a piece of candy from the cloth bag and stuffed it into her mouth. Feeling her weight leaning towards him, he reached out to support her waist: "Squad leader, you look very uncomfortable. I'll take you to the hospital."

Li Fumei called out, "Qingqing, Xiaoqiao, come over here and help me support the squad leader. She's not feeling well."

"Oh, okay, he was fine just now, why do you look so down all of a sudden?"

"I don't know. Let's go see if there's a hospital nearby and take someone there to see what's going on. The squad leader seems a little conscious."

Two people supported Qi Rong, and one helped to carry things. The four of them searched on their mobile phones but couldn't find any hospital. After asking, they found out that there was a small clinic.

After walking for a while, Qi Rong half-closed her eyes, her mind was in a mess and she couldn't think at all. All she saw in front of her was a sea of ​​white.

After walking through two alleys, I still didn't see the clinic.

Li Fumei didn't know what was wrong with her and didn't dare to give her any medicine. If she took the wrong medicine, it could be fatal. It would be better to see a doctor.

Liu Qingqing saw a sign out of the corner of her eye and pointed: "Look, there's a clinic over there. Let's go over and take a look. If we can't help, we'll have to send him to a big hospital."

"The squad leader is usually in good health and I've never heard of him having low blood sugar. What happened today?"

After entering the small clinic, Liu Qingqing briefly explained the situation: "Doctor, can you please check on my classmate? He has low blood sugar. He was fine before."

The masked man came over, flipped her eyelids, and said softly, "I need to check this, please wait a moment."

As he spoke, he pulled the other person's hand with his left hand, and the needle in his right hand was about to pierce her finger, but a hand next to him grabbed her wrist and she was unable to move in an instant.