However, the fusion agent is not so easy to make. Huo Yao almost never came out after he entered the laboratory.

It was not until eleven o'clock the next morning that she opened the door of the laboratory with a transparent medicine in her hand.

The Dean had come to see it several times. Finally, when Huo Yao came out, he hurriedly asked, "how's it going? Is that all right? "

"Yes." Huo Yao's voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes were covered with red blood.

As soon as the Dean heard this, he was a little relieved. "The situation of Lord Feng has begun to be unstable. If we don't restore the body temperature to the normal range, even if we lose blood in time, I'm afraid there will be many complications."

"I know." Huo Yao nodded.

The dean's eyes fell on the medicine in her hand, pointed and said, "this is the blood fusion agent you said before?"

"Yes." Huo Yao took out his mobile phone and sent a message to shangguanyun to prepare for blood drawing. Without further delay, he walked to the ward, "try it first."

The Dean scratched his hair and felt that he had been refreshed in the past two days.

It's just a way to save people by replacing blood with low-temperature saline. There have been relevant papers in the world, but blood fusion agents are crazy.

The Dean quickly followed Huo Yao.

**

Huo Yao first went to the ward to check her uncle's situation, and then went to the next room.

At this time, the nurse was drawing blood for shangguanyun. She had drawn about 500 ml.

His face looked less ruddy, and he was obviously less energetic.

"Sister, you're here." Shangguanyun was lying on the hospital bed with a obedient smile on his lips.

Huo Yao glanced over the boy's pale face and looked at the blood bag next to him. After a light hum, he pulled over a chair next to him and sat down by the bed. "Does it hurt?"

"I want to say it hurts. Sister, will you treat me better in the future?" Shangguanyun grinned.

Also because of his half joking words, the atmosphere in the room was not so dignified.

Huo Yaojing looked at the young man and hardly slapped him, "yes."

"You suddenly become so gentle. I'm not used to it." Shangguan Yun scratched his head and was flattered.

Is he still a potential masochist? Born to be rough?

Huo Yao glanced at Shangguan cloud, "less nonsense."

Shangguan Yun immediately shut up.

With the loss of blood in his body, he began to feel dizzy and his hands couldn't lift up.

When drawing 800 ml of blood, Shangguan Yun's eyelids were half dozed, but he always gritted his teeth and kept silent.

"You can't smoke any more. He'll go into shock." The nurse next to said anxiously.

Adults can't hold on to drawing so much blood at one time, not to mention that it's just a teenager.

"Nothing, I can." Shangguan Yun opened his eyes again. He knew that his sister's relatives urgently needed blood, and he certainly didn't smoke enough now.

"I can't smoke any more..." the nurse turned and looked at Huo Yao, "something will happen."

Huo Yao didn't speak. His fingers on his knees tightened. He finally stood up and pulled out the needle in his hand until he smoked more than 200 ml.

At this time, Shangguan Yun's consciousness had actually begun to be lax, but he was still weak and said, "sister... If it's not enough, you can continue to smoke. I can do it."

Huo Yao's throat was very dry. He only pulled the quilt next to him to cover the boy gently and whispered, "you are also my brother."

There is no reason to sacrifice another person in order to save one person.

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