"Mal Gobi, I'm going!" Leopard hurriedly ran towards the hematology department, followed by his younger brothers.
However, the ending was very tragic. Among all the people, no one had blood type AB. Leopard became angry on the spot. He took out his phone and dialed Zhang Lai, asking Zhang Lai to quickly call all the people on the battlefield.
Draw blood.
Suddenly, the Samsung battlefield became lively. When they heard that Brother Wei Li was injured, they all stopped what they were doing and dug into the bread one after another.
Immediately, more than ten vans drove frantically towards the Central Hospital.
"Oh my god, the gangsters are going to take over the hospital!"
"What the hell are so many people doing?"
"Hey, have the migrant workers entered the city? Why are they all just idiots?"
Everyone was talking a lot. When they saw Zhang Lai rushing over with more than a hundred people, they were all frightened and ran away. They dared to stand at the door and talk. Even the security guards disappeared. How could anyone in the security profession still do it?
I can't tell who these people are. Niang Xipi, aren't these Zhang Lai and the others who are fooling around with Fourth Brother? If you go against them, you'd rather take off your security uniform. You can find another job, but you can't have another life.
"Brothers, rush to the hematology department!" Zhang Lai greeted, and immediately more than a hundred people crowded in frantically. Although the hospital hall was spacious, it seemed a bit crowded with more than a hundred people pouring in.
"You, what are you doing!" The doctor in the hematology department was immediately shocked. There were so many people, everyone was angry, and their eyes were full of blood. Could it be that the hospital killed someone again? He jumped up quickly, closed the door, and faced
The blood transfusion window shouted: "If the hospital kills people, go to the attending doctor, don't come to me!"
"Fuck, we're here to donate blood!" Zhang Lai roared angrily and said, "Our eldest brother Wei Li is injured. We're here to check for type AB blood. Hurry up!"
call……
The phlebotomist immediately breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he wasn't here to cause trouble, he wouldn't be afraid. Drawing blood is just his job. He just occasionally accidentally gets the wrong needle. When drawing blood, he usually has to draw more than fifty milliliters. Then,
But there is a commission.
"Let's draw blood, line up one by one!" The doctor regained his courage, waved his hand, and Zhang Lai and others immediately formed a long line.
