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Yan Chong left the Qingbei Building and wandered directly on the pedestrian street next to it.

Here is a famous local commercial street, with all kinds of food and snacks.

Yan Chong soon found an open-air shop selling Nanjing duck blood fans, ordered a duck blood fan, and a drawer of steamed buns, ready to eat.

But after the duck blood fans came up, they found a handful of minced garlic sprinkled on it...

Yan Chong threw the bowl of fans at that time.

Used to it, forgot to tell the boss not to put garlic.

Yan Chong asked the boss for another bowl, but the boss didn't dare to ask for money anymore.

This temper is too big!

After waiting for the other bowl to be served, Yan Chong took a piece of duck blood and put it in his mouth.

The smell is the same, and the ischemic time indicated on the upper right is not reset.

Yan Chong: "???"

"Boss, your duck blood is fake?" Yan Chong asked, "Is there blood in it?"

"Boy, don't make a fuss. How can the current duck blood fans use real blood?" the boss said, "All the products on the market are made of additives and gelatin. The taste is the same! I just arrived this morning, you Just eat it! I promise that I won't break my stomach!"

Yan Chong: "!!!"

So what am I doing with you so long?

Yan Chong became angry and threw the bowl to the ground.

The temper is really big!

The boss didn't dare to argue with Yan Chong, he didn't want to offend this guy who seemed obviously a bad boy for this bowl of fans.

But someone on the street patrolled and saw two bowls of fans on the ground. Two old ladies with red hoops immediately rushed over and shouted: "Littering, a fine of fifty!"

Yan Chong: "..."

Why is it so messy!

Yan Chong could only turn around and ran away.

The two old ladies couldn't have such a speed as Yan Chong, and they couldn't catch up soon.

Yan Chong ran two streets before stopping.

Counterfeit products kill people!

Yan Chong walked forward again, remembering that there was a pig-killing restaurant nearby, so Yan Chong went in and asked for a plate of blood sausage.

Facts have proved that the effect of the vampire backpack is to have a passion for "fresh" blood, not blood products.

Although Yan Chong couldn't help but sigh after eating that the blood sausage can become so delicious, he can eat two bowls of rice without sauerkraut, but the time prompt on the upper right tells him that this is not blood, and it does not make time heavy. The function of setting can only temporarily slow down the flow of countdown.

After a meal, the countdown is still advancing slowly.

Seeing time running out, Yan Chong panicked a little.

The name of the Shazhucai restaurant is "Sazhu", but there is no project to kill live pigs here, so Yan Chong couldn't find fresh blood.

Only then did he understand the pain of the uncle bearded, and as the uncle said, this backpack can only be given out through trade, and cannot be discarded.

It's just an extra backpack, but it has caused such a big trouble to myself.

No way, Yan Chong could only find another way.

Yan Chong has also seen a few vampire movies, and he understands that he has fallen into a vampire's dilemma now.

But killing and not killing is the second best thing. The key is that I don't have the strength of a vampire now!

Forced to be helpless, Yan Chong could only take a taxi to the nearest municipal hospital, intending to rush to the blood bank.

But the problem is that Yan Chong doesn't know the way!

In large hospitals, blood banks are usually places where internal staff go. They are not marked on the road signs at all. There are several floors up and down, but Yan Chong has not found it on the floor after searching for a long time.

Yan Chong can only go to the consultation, but the guide in this second-class hospital is obviously not like the one in the third-class hospital, which is a young and beautiful girl. The guide here is an aunt in her fifties.

"What are you doing there?" the aunt asked carelessly, "What's the problem? Go over there to register!"

"I...anemia?" Yan Chong said.

"The anemia is not serious. Go back and eat more pork liver and eggplant." The aunt said.

Are you really state-owned hospitals who don’t worry about expenses, but also bring patients out there?

"I just want to go to the blood bank." Yan Chong was a little worried.

"Go and go! First floor!" Auntie was upset, "Now this child, I can't hear you! Let me tell you, our second-class hospital, the blood bank is not complete, and the cold storage is small. "

"Right!" Yan Chongran thought of a question.

The blood in the blood bank is kept in the cold storage!

Isn’t there a gate outside?

No matter how small the blood bank is, it is also a bank!

How can I get in by myself?

Yan Chong's brain took off, and he quickly changed his statement: "Where is the place for the blood test? Isn't it in the blood bank?"

"You child! The blood test means blood test!" said the aunt, "go out, the opposite building, the physical examination center."

"Good! Thank you!" Yan Chongle turned and ran out.

Yan Chong hurriedly ran to the other building opposite, and he saw a table where there was a blood draw, and several nurses were still busy on it.

It happened that a batch of blood had been drawn and it was going to be sent for inspection.

The door of the blood sampling room was opened, and a little nurse walked out of it with a trolley.

Yan Chong deliberately leaned over, pretending to fall down accidentally, and knocked down the shelf on the trolley.

A plate of blood vessels fell on the ground, Yan Chong picked up one, unplugged it, and poured it into his mouth.

Ah, sweet!

The countdown was also reset, back to three hours.

The little nurse next to him saw Yan Chong's face stained with blood, and was shocked.

"Sir, are you okay?" the little nurse asked.

"I, it's okay." Yan Chong said, "I'm here for a physical examination, I'm sorry to spill your blood samples."

"It doesn't matter if the blood sample is spilled. Are you not injured?" The little nurse said anxiously, "The medical examination center is in the next building. Ours is the infectious disease research center. Just now, a patient came to check for AIDS, and it is here! "

Yan Chong: "!!!"

I am going to finish it!

Fortunately, the little nurse checked the blood samples one by one, and the blood samples of the suspected patient were intact.

In this way, she was criticized by the old nurse for leaking the patient's privacy.

As for Yan Chong, the bottle of blood he "spilled" was just a diabetic who came to check for complications.

Yan Chong: "!!!"

I said why this blood is so sweet!

It seems that stealing blood for medical examinations is also risky!

Yan Chong apologized to the hospital and said he wanted to pay compensation.

Fortunately, the hospital was magnanimous and didn't pursue Yan Chong's guilt, so he escaped.

It's just a pity that the diabetic has to come back and draw another tube of blood.

Taking blood from the hospital also seemed unreliable. After three hours of Yan Chong, he finally remembered to try his luck at the farmers market.

The farm raised a large rooster for one hundred yuan each. Yan Chong bought one first and asked the boss to help with it. He specifically told him to save the blood.

But even so, it's only one hundred milliliters, which is enough for a meal.

Yan Chong can't always kill a woman every three hours?