Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

However, the fusion agent was not so easy to make. Huo Yao almost never came out after entering the laboratory.

It was not until 11 o'clock in the morning the next day that she opened the door of the laboratory, still holding a transparent potion in her hand.

The dean had come over and watched it several times, and finally waited until Huo Yao came out and asked hurriedly: "How about it? Is it all right?"

"It's okay." Huo Yao's throat was a little dumb, and his eyes were densely covered with red blood.

When the dean heard this, he was a little relieved, "Feng Ye's situation has begun to be unstable. If the body temperature is not restored to normal, even if the blood is transfused in time, many complications will occur in the body. "

"I know." Huo Yao nodded.

The dean's eyes fell on the medicine she was holding, pointed a finger, and said: "This is the blood fusion agent you mentioned earlier?"

"Yeah." Huo Yao took out his cell phone and sent a message to Shangguanyun to prepare him for a blood draw. Without delay, he walked towards the ward, "Try it first."

The dean scratched his hair, feeling that he had been constantly refreshed with new cognition in the past two days.

It is nothing more than cryogenic saline instead of blood to save people. There have been related 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 on her uncle's condition, and then went to the next room.

At this time, the nurse was drawing Shangguanyun's blood, about 500 ml had already been drawn.

His face seemed to have disappeared from the rosyness of the past, and he was obviously less vigorous.

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

Huo Yao glanced over the boy's pale face, then glanced at the blood bag next to him, and after a soft hmm, he pulled 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 said with a grin.

Also because of his half-joking remark, the atmosphere in the room was not so solemn.

Huo Yaojing glanced at the young man, and rarely slapped him, "Yes."

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

Is he still a potential masochist? Innate love being treated roughly?

Huo Yao glanced at Shangguan Yun, "Stop talking nonsense."

Shangguan Yun suddenly shut up.

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

When he drew 800 milliliters of blood, Shangguanyun's eyelids were already half-faced, but he still gritted his teeth without saying a word, still persisting.

"Can't smoke anymore, he will be in shock if he smokes again." The nurse next to him said worriedly.

Adults will not be able to take so much blood at one time, not to mention this is just a teenager.

"It's okay, I'm okay." Shangguanyun opened his eyes again. He knew that his sister's relatives urgently needed blood, and he must not have enough blood.

"I really can't smoke anymore..." The nurse turned to look at Huo Yao again, "Something will happen."

Huo Yao didn't say a word, his fingers on his knees tightened, and he finally stood up and drew the needle from his hand until he pumped more than two hundred milliliters.

At this time, Shangguan Yun's consciousness has actually begun to fade, but still weakly said: "Sister...If it is 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 and gently covered the boy, and said in a low voice, "You are also my brother."

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