Some families are all comrades, and Living Yama is already a hero in their minds. If he can't be saved, they might as well cut their own throats!
"You're O-type blood?" The nurse looked suspiciously at Sheng Ning, never expecting her to know her own blood type. To be honest, there were many young girls in the hospital who were willing to offer their blood for a hero. But the hospital had regulations; unless absolutely necessary, this wasn't allowed.
It seems many young girls are going to be disappointed.
"Yes, I am O-type." Sheng Ning rolled up the sleeve of her left wrist, her fair skin glowing with a jade-like luster under the light. Her blue veins were even visible.
"You're too thin." The nurse shook her head.
Sheng Ning's face tightened, her aura becoming sharp and powerful, making people have to look up to her. Everyone in the corridor was shocked, even Su Hai and Shen Feihu had to be fully prepared.
