Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 631 Flower of Blood and Bone: Bloody Plague II
Xia Xiu filled out the form and handed it back to Emily.

She took the form, looked it over carefully, and then motioned for Xia Xiu to follow her to a small cubicle for a detailed health interview.

In the cubicle, Emily continued to inquire, "Have you had any cold, fever, or other symptoms of discomfort recently? Are you taking any medications? Have you had any tattoos or piercings in the past few months that may affect blood donation?"

Finally, she seemed to have thought of something and explained it again:
"This is not discrimination against tattoos."

"There are clear regulations regarding blood donation for tattoos. Because the tattoo process involves puncturing the skin with needles, if the tattoo tools or ink are not strictly sterilized, it may lead to infection with blood-borne diseases such as AIDS, hepatitis B, hepatitis C, etc. Although formal and hygienic tattoo shops will take appropriate disinfection measures, the risk still exists."

"Infectious diseases may not have obvious symptoms in the early stages of infection, but the virus can remain dormant in the body. Therefore, even if the tattooed person feels healthy, they may still be carrying an infectious virus."

"Not only in the federal government, but in most countries and regions in Terra, you need to wait for a period of time after getting a tattoo - usually between 6 months and 1 year - before you can donate blood."

Listening to Emily's euphemistic words, Xia Xiu listened carefully for a while, and only heard these few words from between the words - unclean.

"I am a good person who keeps myself clean. I don't have that."

Xia Xiu said this while raising his right hand, which would show the [Seal of Ion] when he performed the Sarkic Technique, and pointed it at the nurse, signaling that he was fine.

"Then go over there and have a simple physical examination."

The physical examination was quick, including temperature, heart rate, blood pressure, blood sugar, and hemoglobin.

During the whole process, Xia Xiu cooperated very well. Of course, the test data above were what he wanted the other party to see.

If we really want to test these, even the extraordinary people can do something amazing.

Emily nodded after recording it. "Okay, according to your situation, you can donate blood. Please follow me, we will arrange a comfortable seat for you to collect blood."

Xia Xiu followed Emily to the blood collection room. Emily found a comfortable chair and asked Xia Xiu to sit down.

Then, she prepared the blood collection equipment for him and explained softly, "The whole process will take about 10 to 15 minutes. You just need to relax. If you have any discomfort, please feel free to tell us."

Xia Xiu nodded and leaned back in his chair, relaxing.

He sat down in the comfortable chair, and Emily carefully adjusted the angle of the chair back for him so that he could lie more relaxed.

She pulled out a blood pressure monitor and expertly strapped it to his upper arm.

Then, Emily disinfected the inside of Xia Xiu's arm and wiped the skin with an alcohol cotton ball. The cool feeling made Xia Xiu shiver slightly.

She pulled out a long, thin needle and said gently, "Now we're going to do a venipuncture. You may feel a little sting, but it will go away soon."

"Can I ask, after blood donation, where are these blood bags usually kept? Who is responsible for looking after them?"

Xia Xiu asked calmly.

While he was asking the questions, Emily was slowly inserting the needle into his vein. In the other person's invisible microscopic perspective, it was not the needle that pierced Xia Xiu's skin, but the skin on his hand automatically opened and wrapped around the needle.

At the same time, [Flesh Shaping] begins to generate a full-blood body that is more suitable for the human physique.

The needle did not draw his real blood, but the blood still included red blood cells, white blood cells, platelets and plasma.

If the Sarkic cultists did not go too far astray in the path of flesh conversion, it would actually be nice to be a "flesh priest".

Unfortunately, none of them want to be human.

and……

The blood bags they make are more distrustful than those donated by tattoos.

“These blood packages are generally sent to blood center personnel, and the president manages resources, oversees program execution, ensures financial stability and communicates with stakeholders. Although our goal at the Bluegrass State Blood Center Organization is not to make a profit, we still need effective management and leadership to achieve its mission and goals, so we need a president or CEO to be responsible for developing a strategic plan.”

As if she was often asked this question, Emily added almost instinctively:
"Although we are a non-profit organization, we also have a president or CEO, and our staff also receive salaries. Most of the salary here comes from donations, government subsidies, fundraising activities, etc."

As she spoke, she had already fixed the needle and connected it to a transparent blood transfusion bag, and the bright red blood began to flow slowly into the bag.

The blood transfusion bag was hung on a metal bracket, and Emily adjusted the flow rate to make the blood collection process smoother.

She also set up an electronic counter to monitor the amount and speed of blood collection in real time.

"Your current boss is called..." the blond young man asked with his eyes slightly narrowed.

"Mr. William Ned," Emily replied enthusiastically, "He always said that free blood donation was a great discovery of mankind. He often talked about blood socialism. We have heard it so many times that we remember it. A large part of what I just said to you was Mr. Ned's original words."

"So, this Mr. Ned is also a good man."

Xia Xiu sighed, but his sigh was mixed with a subtle mockery.

"Yes, Mr. Ned is a very good person, and he is also a very inspiring person. I heard that he left his parents at the age of 17 and came to the Bluegrass State from the frontier state to complete his college education and obtained a degree in biomedical engineering. He began his career in a small biotechnology company and was quickly promoted due to his outstanding work performance. With his deep understanding of medical technology and management, he eventually became the president of the Bluegrass State Blood Center."

Emily recounted William Ned's experience in detail, which was a perfect template for the protagonist.

"Very impressive." Xia Xiu nodded in admiration.

He has come into contact with many inspirational story characters like this since his debut.

As for whether these people wanted to contact him, Xia Xiu had no idea.

After all, if they were the protagonist, then he would definitely be a villain who liked to trample on everything the protagonist did.

The blood collection process lasted about 10 to 15 minutes, and the blood transfusion bag gradually filled up.

Emily watched the counter carefully, and when the predetermined amount of blood was reached, she gently pressed a button to stop the flow of blood.

"Okay, we're done." Emily skillfully pulled out the needle and immediately pressed the puncture point with a sterile cotton ball to prevent bleeding.

She secured the cotton ball with medical tape and poured Xia Xiu a glass of warm water.

"Please rest in the rest area for a few minutes and replenish some water. If you feel any discomfort, please feel free to let us know." Emily said gently.

Xia Xiu nodded, stood up and walked towards the rest area.

Emily took the blood bag she had just collected and prepared to send it to the blood storage area.

This transparent blood bag has a detailed label showing the donor's information and the time the blood was collected.

Technically, these blood bags are called "whole blood" or "blood products" and will be processed and stored in a specific temperature-controlled environment. She walked into the storage area, where rows of specialized refrigeration equipment were lined up.

The temperature in the storage area is kept constant at 2-6 degrees Celsius to ensure the quality and safety of the blood.

Emily expertly placed the blood bag in its designated spot and opened the door of the refrigeration unit.

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Xia Xiu took his top hat and cane and began to stroll in the lounge.

The lounge area is spacious and comfortable, with soft seats and a coffee table with a variety of drinks and snacks.

He chose a seat by the window, sat down, leaned his cane against the back of the chair, gently placed his top hat on his knees, and then closed his eyes.

He took a deep breath and slowly relaxed his body.

The sunlight shone through the window onto his face, bringing a hint of warmth. His expression looked calm and relaxed, with his hands naturally placed on the armrests, as if he was enjoying the tranquility of the moment.

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On the other side, strange things are happening where Emily can't detect.

Tiny bubbles began to appear from the bag of Xia Xiu's blood in her hand.

These bubbles may look insignificant, but if you magnify them hundreds of times, you'll find tiny things wriggling inside them.

These things twisted in the bubbles, as if they had their own lives.

If you look closely, you'll find that these wriggling things are actually tiny eyeballs.

They are wriggling in the bubbles with strange light, as if they are spying on every corner of the world.

These tiny eyeballs look particularly terrifying in the red liquid of blood, bringing an indescribable sense of unease.

The nurse knew nothing about this.

When I closed the door of the refrigerator, put away the blood bags and prepared to leave, the door of the storage room was pushed open and a person walked in.

He was a middle-aged man, his hair was dark brown with a hint of gray, showing the signs of aging.

He was tall and straight, giving off an air of reliability and trustworthiness. He wore a well-tailored dark suit, a simple white shirt, a silk tie, and a small brooch on his chest with the Bluegrass State Blood Center logo.

His eyes scanned the storage room and then stopped on Emily.

He smiled and nodded, revealing a row of white teeth, giving people a warm and friendly feeling.

"Good morning, Emily." His voice was deep and strong, with a hint of warm concern. "Is everything going well?"

Emily looked up at him and replied with a smile, "Good morning, Boss. Everything is going well. I just finished a new batch of blood."

William Ned nodded, took a few steps closer, and his eyes fell on the blood bag that had just been stored, with a hint of professional scrutiny in his eyes.

"That's great, we've had an increased demand for blood recently and every bag of blood is very precious."

Emily nodded in agreement and asked, "Do you need me to do anything else?"

William shook his head gently. "No need. You've done a great job. Keep it up. The residents of the Bluegrass State will appreciate your hard work."

"Yeah." Emily nodded as if encouraged.

Then, as if she had thought of something, she took out a piece of paper from her folder. It was a small advertisement that you would see on the street. It said, "Mutual blood donation: 400cc for 400 dollars, a regular tertiary hospital, blood donation money will be distributed on the spot..."

Emily held up the paper in her hand and whispered to William Ned, "This is a small advertisement outside the Lexington South Central Road subway station. Bloodheads and other blood brokers have appeared again, and the hospital has tacitly approved them."

A bloodhead refers to a middleman or organizer engaged in illegal blood trading.

These people earn agency fees by recruiting blood donors and bringing them to patients or hospitals in need of blood.

They usually recruit blood sellers through advertisements or word of mouth, and then arrange for these people to buy and sell blood in the name of "mutual blood donation."

Bloodheads take advantage of the plight of patients in urgent need of blood, as well as the public's misunderstanding of the voluntary blood donation system and loopholes in the existing system, to carry out illegal activities and reap huge profits.

William frowned slightly, took the note and looked at it carefully.

The texture of the advertisement paper is rough and the handwriting is a little messy, but the message is clear.

This phenomenon is not uncommon in their industry, but every time it is discovered, it always makes people feel helpless and angry.

"This is indeed a problem," William whispered, with a hint of dissatisfaction and worry in his tone. "These blood brokers not only disrupt the normal blood donation order, but may also pose a threat to public health."

Emily nodded, a trace of worry on her face. "I know that the activities of these bloodheads are becoming more and more rampant."

"But there's really nothing we can do about it."

"The blood supply and demand are getting worse and worse. My friend told me that a liver cancer patient's surgery has been scheduled, but it has to be postponed because there is no blood. The tumor is growing every minute and every second, and we can't just wait to die. The patient's condition is too bad, and the hospital can't apply for blood. My friend has no other relatives or friends who can help, so she can only donate 400 ml herself and buy an additional 400 ml from the blood dealer. And for this 400 ml of blood, she has to pay the 'blood dealer' 1800 West Dollars."

"My friend was both grateful and angry about these 'blood heads'. After all, they solved the urgent problem, but on the other hand, the treatment had already cost so much money, and he had to spend an extra amount of money to buy blood, which was really exhausting."

She sighed and continued, "In the ward where my father is hospitalized, people come to hand out small blood selling cards every day. You can see the advertisements stuffed in the gaps of the elevator advertising column. A young man handing out cards on our floor told me that the doctors know that some people are selling blood, but generally they neither encourage nor stop it. Patients really can't wait."

"There are many such cases. The situation is even more serious at the Lu Daopei Blood Cancer Center in the north, where blood can only be obtained through 'blood heads'. It is a well-known blood disease treatment center in the state, with patients with leukemia and other blood diseases coming from all over the state for treatment. Compared with here, the blood supply situation is even more tense."

"Last December, a patient was diagnosed with acute myeloid leukemia while working in Lexington. After four courses of chemotherapy in the city, the results were not satisfactory. He was referred to the Lu Daopei Hematology and Oncology Center for treatment in September. Before coming, the city doctor told the patient that the center was in short supply of blood and he should be mentally prepared.

For this reason, he could only apply for two therapeutic doses of platelets in the city, but when the treatment came, his platelet count dropped sharply again, and the hospital's blood bank was empty, so he could only find people to "donate blood for mutual assistance."

"All of Terra is in a blood famine, and there is no solution yet."

"It will be solved." William Ned's expression was not as sad as Emily's. Instead, he looked confident, or rather, certain.

"The solution to the blood shortage has been found."

"What is that?" Emily asked curiously.

William stretched out his hand, pointed at himself, then at the nurse, and then at the blood bag that had just been donated.

"You and me, and all of humanity."

(End of this chapter)