Adjutant Qian was stunned, "Commander, what are you going to do?"

Fei Siting mistressed, "If you ask you to go, go, why are there so much nonsense?"

"All right."

Adjutant Qian didn't dare to ask too much, so he called and asked someone to check it out.

Ten minutes later.

He said, "Commander, the amount of blood."

Fei Siting nodded slightly, "I understand."

He stened out the cigarette butts, walked a few steps, and threw the cigarette butts into the trash can.

Then, he turned around and left.

Adjutant Qian was confused, and a poem suddenly flashed through his mind.

The wind is whistling and the Yishui is cold, and the heroes will never return.

He hurriedly trotted and chased after him, "Commander, what are you going to do? Why do I have an unknown premonition? Don't do stupid things!!!"

In the blood draw room.

The little nurse wearing a mask looked at the handsome and impeccable man in front of her in horror. She didn't care about the illegitimate and said anxiously: "Sir, what are you going to do? If you want to take a blood test, give me a list!"

“No test.”

Fei Siting finished speaking lightly, putting the blood vessel in front of him.

Then, he bent down, pulled out the short knife carried with him along the edge of his boot, pulled out the scabbard, and used a cold blade to draw a deep hole on his left wrist without hesitation.

The red blood marks immediately appeared.

The young nurse was confused and didn't react. What was this operation? Such a handsome man turned out to be a mentally retarded!

Adjutant Qian, who came, had his eyes wide open, was almost falling off, obviously panicked, "Commander, what are you going to do? You really want to do stupid things! I'll call the doctor and treat your wounds immediately!"

"Stand here and don't move." Fei Siting's voice was cold and had a strong sense of oppression, and he could not be argued with.

The big drops of blood dripped along the man's white-skinned wrists and dripped into the blood vessel, making a low ticking sound, making people feel inexplicably trembling.

"Commander, what do you think?"

"The blood? I will give it back to him if my woman owes him. It will be a one-time thing, with the capital and the profit,"

This sentence is not as cold as the previous sentence, but rather is like talking casually about how light and indifferent the weather is today.

If there is a hammer next to you, Adjutant Qian will take it over without hesitation and knock himself out.

"Commander, those who know think you are paying off your debts for your wife, and those who don't know think you are committing suicide! Commander, can we not be so naive? If you drip blood directly like this, viruses and bacteria in the air will pollute it. To draw blood, you have to use a blood-drawing needle. Commander, you are childish, but can your IQ be online?"

I was so worried.

Fei Siting picked his lips slightly, "I don't care. Anyway, I'll just return the blood to him."

He said to himself, his eyes kept staring at the scale of the vessel, and a little unhappy voice sounded, "I should have cut the wound a little deeper. This flow rate is too slow, and it will probably take some time."

Adjutant Qian really wanted to kneel down, "Commander, please spare me! If you want to do something, my head and body will never be a good brother again! They will split up!!!"

"I can't die, why are you talking about?"

""

As blood loss increases, Fei Siting has a good foundation. Although his complexion is fine, his thin lips, if you look closely, he will feel a little more pale.

But he seemed to be in a good mood, "Wait a minute, I will return the blood to Nangong Rui. I see if he has any reason to ask my woman to feed him?"
Chapter completed!