"I know, as long as you save him, don't say $3, just say $300 and I'll give it to you."
The doctor was happy when he heard the 300 dollar number, he had never seen 300 dollars in his life.
Usually it only costs 2 cents to treat a wounded soldier, but now it costs 300 dollars, can he not be happy?
Knowing that there was $300 afterwards, the doctor went to look for equipment.
Mu Jinjin didn't dare to delay time, and walked up to the group of military police and asked them nervously.
"May I ask which of you is blood type A, as long as you can save him, I will never treat you badly afterwards, whether it is money or a house, I can give you anything" "This."
The military police officers glanced at each other, and then a military police representative walked out of the team and walked to Mu Jinjin's side and said in embarrassment.
"Miss, we also want to help you and Mr., but our people are all blood type B."
"What" Mu Jinjin took a few steps back with a pale face.
The military policeman saw that she didn't believe it, so he confirmed it again: "Miss is real, we didn't lie to you, the people in our troops are all divided according to blood type, just so that they can transfuse blood to each other during the war and reduce the casualty rate." “” Mu Jinjin looked at the serious expression of the military policeman, and knew that he had not lied to himself.
How can there be so many coincidences in this world?
But it doesn't matter without the military police.
She remembers that she had blood type A during the physical examination.
It would be nice for her to give him a blood transfusion.
After all, he was injured because of her.
It's only natural that she gave him a blood transfusion, isn't it?
And in her heart, the two of them have never been like you and me.
There wasn't before, and there won't be.
Mu Jinjin walked back to the "hospital bed", looked down at his bloodless face, and bent down to leave a well-behaved kiss on his nose.
If he had been before, he would have praised her for her well-behaved and pampered her in his arms.
But now he didn't have any reaction.
Every time she thought of this, her freshly frozen tears filled her eyes one by one, forming a mist of water.
"Miss, I brought the blood transfusion tools that are treasured in our hospital, have you found the source of blood?"
suddenly came the doctor's voice behind him.
Mu Jinjin turned his head to look and found that the doctor had returned, holding an infusion tube full of dirt in his left hand and a transparent jar the size of a wine bottle in his right hand.
Is this what they call a treasure trove of blood transfusion tools?
The doctor scratched his head a little embarrassedly when he saw Mu Jinjin's stunned expression and said, "Miss, don't dislike it, this set of blood transfusion tools was secretly hidden in the cellar so that it was not snatched by the enemy, and it is good to be able to use it now."
Mu Jinjin nodded in disappointment, sat on the crumbling wooden bench behind him, pulled the sleeves of his skirt to his shoulders, looked up and said to the doctor, "I'm the only one here with blood type A, you can smoke mine."
"Oh my God, Miss," the doctor suddenly exclaimed, "Miss, are you going to die, this time there is a lot of blood draw, if an adult man may be able to survive, but a delicate girl like Miss, I'm afraid I'll faint if you don't draw much."
"Then you please don't care if I faint or not, just smoke it directly, I just want to save him" Mu Jinjin's voice became excited, and he was a little crying. oshow7 t1706231537: