Lin Xinping was crying in despair when she suddenly heard Zhao Changfeng's words, and seemed to be unable to believe it, looking at Zhao Changfeng foolishly.

After half a day, Lin Xinping confirmed that Zhao Changfeng was not joking, he really decided to do this. Lin Xinping was as if she saw a glimmer of light in despair. She didn't care to wipe away her tears, and quickly came to Zhao Changfeng and said gratefully: "Mr. Zhao, I really don't know how to thank you! You saved my grandfather's life and are the benefactor of our Lin family. Just talk about how much nutrition you need. After giving my grandfather blood, I will go to the bank to get it to you!"

Lin Xinping's beautiful face was covered with tears, like pear blossoms and rain. Everyone was amazed when they saw it, and suddenly felt pity for me.

But Zhao Changfeng didn't know how to cherish the fragrance and jade. He looked at Lin Xinping coldly and shouted: "Get out! If it were for the money, I wouldn't let Cai Cai even if I had a milliliter of blood. I'm here to save people, not to sell blood!"

Lin Xinping had already stopped her tears, but suddenly she heard Zhao Changfeng scolding, and she felt anxious and aggrieved in her heart, and she cried again with a whimper.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Mr. Zhao, I didn't mean to insult you!" Lin Xinping sobbed and said, "I'm so eager to save my grandfather. I'm talking inappropriately. Mr. Zhao, don't be angry with me. Don't leave, don't not save my grandfather!"

Zhao Changfeng was both angry and funny: "Miss Lin, who said I was coming? Get out of here quickly and don't delay the doctor's blood draw."

When Lin Xinping heard that Zhao Changfeng was not leaving, she burst into tears and laughed, like a lotus after the rain. Even if someone like Zhao Changfeng doesn't have any feelings for beauty, she couldn't help but be stunned when she saw it.

"Mr. Zhao, thank you!" Lin Xinping looked at Zhao Changfeng deeply and stepped back.

"Doctor, get blood drawn!" Zhao Changfeng patted his naked arms, "My arms are frozen purple!"

In the coldest days, although the blood collection hall has heating, it is not very effective.

The blood-collecting doctor then woke up. Faced with such a situation, she didn't know what to do, so she had to ask Dr. Zhang outside for help: "Doctor Zhang, look?"

Dr. Zhang was also in a difficult situation. If you don’t get a pump, the patient needs treatment in urgent need of treatment. If you get a pump, it violates the blood collection system. Besides, if something goes wrong in Zhao Changfeng, who will take this responsibility? It cannot be said that Zhao Changfeng can shirk responsibility because he is a voluntary blood bank!

"Doctor Zhang!" Lin Xinping begged.

"Okay! Give it!" Dr. Zhang bit his lip, "But he can only smoke at most 600 milliliters, no more!"

"Thank you, Dr. Zhang!" Lin Xinping shouted happily. Although the six hundred milliliters are less, they also meet the lower limit of the hospital's requirements.

"Eight hundred!" Zhao Changfeng did not let go!

Dr. Zhang's face changed and he said coldly: "Are you a doctor or I a doctor? 600 milliliters! I won't sign if it exceeds this number!"

Just as Zhao Changfeng was about to retort, Lin Xinping hurriedly stepped forward and stopped him: "Mr. Zhao, six hundred milliliters are enough. Thank you!"

While talking, Lin Xinping secretly winked at Zhao Changfeng. She was afraid that Zhao Changfeng would say something to anger Dr. Zhang, so she did not even smoke the 600-ml blood bank.

Zhao Changfeng curled his lips and gave up angrily!

The doctor who collected the blood took out a latex tube and skillfully tied it to the lower end of Zhao Changfeng's arm, then used tweezers to pick up two alcohol cotton balls to clean the skin on the outside of Zhao Changfeng's forearm.

"Close your fists!" the doctor ordered.

Zhao Changfeng quickly clenched his fist tightly. His thick blue veins immediately raised his forearm like vigorous pine branches.

The doctor found the thickest venous blood vessel in the elbow, patted it twice, then picked up the thick needle tube, and inserted it upwards obliquely. Zhao Changfeng only felt a slight pain, and the thick and sharp needle entered Zhao Changfeng's blood vessel without any obstruction.

"Relax your fist!" The doctor ordered again. Then he skillfully fixed the transparent plastic hose under the needle to Zhao Changfeng's arm with white tape.

Zhao Changfeng let go of his fist as he spoke, and a stream of dark red blood flowed from the tail of the needle into the plastic hose, and then flowed into a transparent vacuum blood collection bag through the hose.

"Clench your fists repeatedly, loosen your fists, don't pause!" the doctor explained again.

In fact, Zhao Changfeng's fist had been repeatedly grasping. He had experienced blood donation and knew the procedures in between. However, the doctor who collected the blood still explained it according to the requirements of the standard procedures.

As Zhao Changfeng kept grasping his fists, dark red blood flowed from his body to the large vacuum blood collection bag.

Dr. Zhang stood aside and closely observed Zhao Changfeng. If Zhao Changfeng had any abnormal reactions, Dr. Zhang would immediately order the blood collection to be stopped.

Zhao Changfeng didn't feel anything at first, but as time went by, he gradually felt a little tired, and his arms were no longer as powerful as it was.

"Grandma!" Zhao Changfeng complained in his heart: "Why did the blood collection last so long? It was over soon last time!"

That's right! Last time he gave two hundred milliliters of blood, he only had to pump six hundred milliliters, at least three times the time last time.

"Student Zhao Changfeng, how do you feel?" Dr. Zhang saw that Zhao Changfeng's face was a little pale, and quickly asked.

"Haha, it feels great!" Zhao Changfeng smiled and said, "No problem, keep picking!"

Lin Xinping also saw that Zhao Changfeng looked abnormal. She almost wanted to ask the doctor to stop the blood collection. But when she thought of her grandfather who was lying on the hospital bed and continuing to transfusion, Lin Xinping swallowed the words back. She couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and quietly turned her face, closed her beautiful big eyes and prayed in her heart: "Hurry up, let all this end quickly!"

The movements Zhao Changfeng mastered were getting slower and slower, and the feeling of fatigue filled his whole body. However, Zhao Changfeng still gritted his teeth and persevered. He stared at the vacuum collection bag that was about to be filled with his blood, and kept saying in his heart: "Persevere, hold on! It will be full soon, it will be full!"

Zhao Changfeng's face turned paler, and fine beads of sweat oozed out from his forehead.

"Stop, stop quickly!" Dr. Zhang shouted.

After hearing this, the doctor who collected the blood hurriedly pulled out the needle on Zhao Changfeng's arm.

Zhao Changfeng was originally drowsy, but after hearing Dr. Zhang's shout, he woke up. He pushed the doctor who was collecting blood and shouted: "Don't pull it out, it's almost full, I'll do it a few more times!"

Zhao Changfeng gritted his teeth and grabbed his fist vigorously. The blood flow rate in the plastic hose, which had been much slower, suddenly accelerated. The doctor who collected the blood could not be pushed into his body by Zhao Changfeng. Just when she didn't know what to do, she suddenly heard the continuous jingle sound of the electronic balance of the blood collection.

"Okay, it's enough, six hundred milliliters are enough!" she shouted at Zhao Changfeng.

Zhao Changfeng looked into the vacuum blood collection belt and found that the bag was already filled with dark red blood. Then Zhao Changfeng leaned back like a deflated ball and leaned weakly on the chair.
Chapter completed!