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61. Twisted Deals

"...I want money! I want money!"

"Use my blood...my blood is clean and cheap!"

"No line-up is allowed...no line-up is allowed!"

The person who was pushed to both sides by the Blood Queen was slightly deformed by the squeeze. This was not fatal, but it was very painful.

However, there was no look of pain on their faces.

They were very angry and tried to get out of the squeezed body around them, so that their bodies kept twisting and struggling, gradually forming deformed postures.

The hatred caused by just jumping into the line made them bite their teeth and roar with blood on their mouths.

Like a three-dimensional evil mural.

And Zhai Nan passed through the unmanned passage in these angry eyes and roars, and did not even look at them.

Mainly... he was a little nervous too.

"This is the first time I've been in line for so much..."

Zhai Nan said quietly to the wireless headphones.

“It’s really annoying to jump into the line!”

Pei Yu listened to the roar from over there, gently echoed Zhai Zhishou and said, "But he wouldn't be so angry. What's the situation of those people?"

"These people are just ordinary people. Although their mental state has been alienated, they have not undergone distortion. It should be because of excessive blood draw, which is worse than the physical condition of normal people."

Zhai Nan answered while walking forward.

In the headphones, Pei Yu whispered while typing on the keyboard to record, "Can you confirm the reason for this mental alienation?"

"I've entered the clinic, maybe I should know it right away."

At this time, Zhai Nan stood inside the dark factory, with spaces connected like subways. These rooms were even dirtier than the subway that had been disrepaired in the outer ring. There were no lights, and the darkness was so thick that it was about to swallow people.

Through the eyeball ghost, Zhai Nan clearly saw that there were sticky black benches on both sides of the room, and on it, they were filled with blood collectors like giant centipedes.

There were no nurses in the clinic, and these people actually took out blood collection bags from the storage locker in the corner of the clinic.

Without any disinfection, pick up the needle used by the person in front and perform venous puncture on yourself.

It seems like a devil is crazy.

Some people have swollen and big purple bumps in their veins.

Some people have been unable to coagulate for a long time, and dozens of vein pinholes are bleeding at the same time.

Some people have pinholes all over their bodies and nowhere to draw blood.

But they kept piercing. If this place doesn’t work, just change the place. If that place doesn’t work, just change the place. Just dig a well until the spring water comes out...

At the same time, their bodies kept muttering:

"I'm going to have money... I'm going to have money..."

Countless dead voices overlapped together, giving a strange sense of horror.

After doing this,

They leaned calmly on the chairs, like pale dead people.

A peaceful smile appeared on his face.

...

Zhai Nan followed silently behind a policeman who had just finished picking a bag of blood.

He saw the man pull out the needle he had just used and throw it on the ground. Then he took out a cotton swab that had been used countless times and had already started to turn black and pressed the wound.

At this time, a group of numb and pale residents rushed over from behind and snatched the needle like crazy.

Like a group of mad dogs.

...

As the people ahead walked faster and faster, soon Zhai Nan followed him to the end of the clinic.

In the darkness, a middle-aged man in a white coat took the blood bag, then took out five one-yuan coins from the jar on the table, and lined up in front of the blood collector, "The nutritional fee will be given to you, and the transaction will be completed."

"Thank you...Doctor..."

The blood collector stretched out his dry fingers and grabbed the coins. Then, he looked at the money in his hand and murmured in pain: "No...no..."

"This little money...is not enough for me to get married..."

"They...they asked me for one hundred thousand..."

He stood in the darkness in pain and hollowness, a little wanted to cry.

At this time, the man known as a doctor tapped the table with his fingers and kindly reminded: "Why don't you continue to queue?"

The blood collector raised his head blankly: "Can you continue?"

"sure!"

A twisted smile slowly appeared on the doctor's face and pointed to the banner in front of the table, "Our job is to serve patients. How can we prevent patients from donating blood? We have medical ethics."

It can be seen that the table is caring about two banners, "noble medical ethics" and "the doctor is kind."

The blood collector also saw the two pennants at this time.

He seemed a little moved, but he said with some confusion: "...Thank you, doctors like you, are rarely seen now..."

"You are welcome."

The doctor took out a coin again and blew it gently, making a crisp sound: "Equivalent exchange, isn't it?"

With the sound of the coins, some faint spiritual power seemed to be conveyed in the air, causing a faint ripple.

At this same time, the blood collector had his eyes stiffly moved, and then he fell into a state of blindness and ignorance again. He then walked out of the clinic and wanted to line up again.

"So, this patient, do you need money too?"

The doctor said, looking at Zhai Nan following behind.

“…”

Zhai Nan's throat moved.

It seems to be because of the weak mental power that came from the previous coin.

When he asked the doctor's question, he had an inexplicable urge to answer, and in his heart, a feverish desire for money also arose. He heard his heartbeat was running high load, and his brain also felt an indescribable sense of suffocation and dizziness, as if something invisible was urging in his ear.

He glanced at the coins in the jar and asked in a bad mood: "Can you exchange money as long as you sell blood?"

"certainly……"

The smile on the doctor's face became even stronger.

"How much does it cost to give that time?" Zhai Nan continued to ask.

"A bag of blood is five yuan, equivalent to exchange." The smile on the doctor's face froze, and he felt that the patient seemed to talk a little too much.

Then he saw that the patient shook his head slowly and said blankly: "That won't work, you've given too little."

“…”

The doctor raised his head in surprise.

He felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.

Thinking of this, he knocked the coin again, allowing the distorted spiritual power to be transmitted with the sound waves:

“Equivalent exchange,

Equal amount of blood,

Exchange equal amounts of money,

The deal was concluded.”

"The deal cannot be reached!"

The sudden sound made the doctor stunned again, and he couldn't help looking at the "stubborn" patient in surprise.

He was a little confused about why this patient was able to reject his transaction again and again.

Which part is wrong?

However, the next moment, an extremely twisted slender arm suddenly ejaculated from behind the "patient".

The huge force instantly pressed him against the wall.

Zhai Nan stood in the darkness and sighed softly.
Chapter completed!
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