Chapter 72： Go along

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Wen Zilong knew that the hospital could not stay any longer.

Otherwise, if it is discovered, as long as the refrigerator door is closed, it is the turtle in the urn, and it is impossible to escape.

But if you leave like this, wouldn't it be a waste to leave the remaining 100 bags of blood here?

Wen Zilong thought about it and decided to move all the blood out.

For a bat, this is a huge project.

After sleeping in the refrigerator until late at night, after waiting for Duozi Zilu to sleep twice, Wen Zilong quietly pushed open the refrigerator door.

Then he grabbed two bags of blood and flapped his wings to the door.

He pressed the door open code with his mouth, flew out of the refrigerator, and flew out of the open window in the office.

Holding these two bags of blood, he flew out about 500 meters and found the roof of a building.

No one comes here almost all year round.

Wen Zilong put the two bags of blood on the roof and returned to the hospital.

He was like a girl who was busy picking up passengers. He ran back and forth fifty times, and finally all the blood was shipped out.

And in order not to let people find out that he did it himself, he also packed all the feces and hair into empty blood bags and shipped them out.

"call--"

Lying on the roof, Wen Zilong took a breath.

Damn, I'm exhausted.

If their harems are here, how can they be so tired?

If it weren't for the blood, it wouldn't do this kind of physical work.

Without further ado, let's talk about the bag of blood first.

Scratch a bag of blood with his paws, lie on it, and drink with a whisper, like drinking cold beer.

After drinking two bags, he made a huge yawn and lay down in the middle of the blood bag and fell asleep.

Surrounded by a pile of food, lying on the roof, blowing a small breeze.

In these days, I don't want to change a beautiful woman.

Of course, it depends on whether the beauty belongs to the king level or the platinum level.

...

Early the next morning, around eight o'clock.

Dongfang Zimo is eating buns and drinking porridge.

At this time, a nurse came in a hurry: "Dr. Oriental, a patient needs blood transfusion, I ..."

"Register yourself and get it yourself."

Oriental Zimo said impatiently.

The nurse quickly registered, and then entered the cold room.

But when she opened the refrigerator in the refrigerator, the whole person was stupid.

Dongfang Zimo outside was a little puzzled when he heard nothing inside, and was about to ask.

Just listen to the nurse inside saying, "Mr. Oriental, blood ... what about blood?"

"Isn't it in the refrigerator?"

Oriental Zi Modao.

"But ... there is nothing in the refrigerator."

"How can it be?"

Dongfangzimo was a little angry, put half of the buns on the table, and walked into the refrigerator.

As I walked, I said, "I wish I could stay here 24 hours a day. You told me there was nothing in the refrigerator? It would be that those blood bags would grow their wings and fly ..."

When it comes to this, the following words stop abruptly.

It's like a basketball narrator. When explaining the key ball, he was passionate, blushing and thick neck, and wishing to look up to the sky and screaming, he was suddenly caught by the younger brother.

And his pair of eyes were as glaring as the cow he saw when he was in heat.

"This this……"

...

At 12 noon, the Dean's Office.

Yushu, who has always been graceful by the wind and full of poems and poems, is like a defeated pheasant, or a little brother who has been pinched for a day, and just released it, completely without the previous glow.

He stood dejectedly in the center of the dean's office.

The dean frowned, knocking on the table:

"Oriental, Dongfang, what do you tell me to say? I arranged you in the hospital because of my relationship with your dad. If you do well, this is for me and your dad. But how about you? This time there was a medical malpractice, and everybody asked you to suspend your work to reflect. I did my best to arrange for you to go to the blood bank. I expected you to reflect and I will find you a chance to transfer you back. You are good, a big living person Just guarding 200 bags of blood, it can be lost to the guard! "

"President, I work on the night shift and stay in the office all night. No one entered the cold room at all, and somehow flew away. This is exactly how many times I have come to Ruchun * to go to Zhaoxia and find nowhere to go. . "

Oriental Zimo is still quibbling.

When the dean heard that he was obscene again, he suddenly felt big:

"Don't **** your wet again. A bag of 400CC of 800 blood, two hundred bags is 160,000. Who will be responsible for this loss?"

Dongfang Zimo heard the words, his body shivered slightly.

160,000, this is not a small sum.

"President, you know that I have always had a cool breeze with two sleeves, and the bag is empty ..."

"Okay, depending on my relationship with your dad, you only need to compensate 100,000. I will transfer some of the remaining 60,000 from the hospital funds."

Although Dongfang Zimo was bitter, but 160,000 instantly became 100,000, he was very grateful to the dean: "Thank you, dean, thank you!"

How did the dean know the next sentence, but let him fall into the ice cellar: "But you will not use it to work in the future."

"what?"

Dongfang Zimo didn't react for a while, and the whole person froze there.

The dean gave him a cold look: "Why? What happened? You don't think you can stay in the hospital?"

"I……"

Dongfang Zimo was poured down like a basin of footwash, and a part of it flowed into the mouth, and the whole person suddenly lost his energy.

At the same time, the hospital also reported the case.

Through the site survey of the county public security bureau, no clues like fingerprints were found.

Wen Zilong has learned the last lesson, and his anti-reconnaissance capabilities have improved a lot.

Before leaving, all the hair, feces and the like are packed away, and they will not leave any clues at all.

And because this blood bank has just been put into use, and there is no time to install a camera, so there is no way to obtain monitoring.

For a time, the theft of the blood bank became an open case.

...

Let's say that in the past two days, Wen Zilong was on the top of the building, and it was a pleasant stay.

After eating, sleeping and eating, it ’s okay to bask in the moon and blow the breeze.

Occasionally went to Wen Yu to take a look at her.

Five days passed.

Five days later, Wen Zilong had sucked up all the blood.

He could feel that he was one step closer to promotion to level 10.

Sucking human blood is much stronger than sucking blood from other animals.

It seems to have to find another blood bank, preferably a large blood bank in the city or even the province. After smoking, you may be promoted to level 10.

However, I haven't gone back for ten days. I don't know what happened to my parents. Has the Hongmen people done any harm to them?

Thinking of this, Wen Zilong flew towards Longshou Village.

When I returned to Longshou Village, it was about 1 am.

Wen Zilong came out of the window and probed with thermal induction, and found his parents safe and sound, so he was relieved.

Thinking of the last thing, Wen Zilong was a little troubled.

If the celadon plum bottle of the Song Dynasty is not shot, the safety of the family will not be guaranteed, and they will not be able to live a pig-raising life with peace of mind.

It seems that I have to find a way to find an opportunity for my father to shoot the Song Dynasty Mei Ping.

Wen Zilong is a very realistic person.

What is the Song Dynasty Mei Ping, what big secret is not as important to him as life.

If the fate is gone, what's the use of the big secret that day?

While thinking, he saw a Wuling Hongguang stop slowly at the entrance of the village.

Longshou Village is a relatively remote village. At night, there is almost no human activity.

How could a car suddenly stop at the entrance of Longshou Village?

Wen Zilong's heart was like a girl who was pregnant with spring. With a slight movement, she lay on the branch and stared at the Chinese **** car.

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