Daluo Jinxian in the city

Chapter 311 Blood Collection
A young guy immediately turned his head and said, "What did you say, how much is it?"

"2000 yuan for [-] milliliters. The price is fair. It helps others and benefits the society. Young man, would you like to donate a little?" the doctor said enthusiastically.

"You're not a liar, are you? I heard that the maximum price for blood collection is 200 yuan per [-] milliliters. I've never heard of such a high price!" the boy said suspiciously.

"Our collection car is just outside. We are a blood collection organization with formal procedures. There will never be any problems. If you don't believe me, you can go to our car to have a look." The doctor said confidently.

What the doctor said was true. Li Chengye's Blood Institute is naturally a blood collection institution with formal procedures. Otherwise, it would not have obtained so many blood samples from all over the world.

Taking a step back, even if Li Chengye's blood collection organization has no formal procedures, who in Zhonghai has the guts to touch the organization under Mr. Li's, isn't that clearly courting death?
"Really, then I'd like to take a look." The guy was obviously attracted by the price.

After all, one hundred milliliters costs 2000 yuan, so getting 4000 milliliters by yourself should not do any harm to your body, and getting [-] yuan like this is a good extra money.

Gradually, more and more people had this idea, and they all started walking towards the blood cart outside.

At this time, the stock traders on the counter inside were having lunch, and Ye Hui was one of them. Suddenly seeing many people running to the blood cart outside, Ye Hui and a few colleagues suddenly felt very strange.

"What are they doing?" Ye Hui couldn't help asking a little strangely.

"I heard that there is a blood collection vehicle outside that collects blood for a high price. They seem to sell it." Ye Hui's colleague Xiao Wang said.

Xiao Zhang on the side couldn't help pursing his lips and said with a smile, "Wang Qinghua's words are always ugly, what is it called selling, what is it all about."

Wang Qinghua didn't mean that at all, and he felt a little embarrassed when he heard this, and said, "Zhang Xiaofei, if you talk nonsense again, be careful that I will tear your mouth off!"

Zhang Xiaofei couldn't help laughing out loud, the two of them were about to quarrel when suddenly a fat man walked in with his sleeves rolled up.

"Fatty Zhao, what are you doing?" Zhang Xiaofei couldn't help asking.

"I'm selling blood." Fatty Zhao replied.

"No way." Zhang Xiaofei and Wang Qinghua said in unison, "Zhao Qunshan, you have fallen to this level, aren't you afraid of being beaten to death?"

Zhao Qunshan said in surprise, "2000 yuan for [-] milliliters, this is a good deal. I sold it for [-] yuan and made [-] yuan. I just took it home to my parents. The stock market is so bad now that there are no benefits for the Mid-Autumn Festival. This little money just happens to be taken home for the holidays, even if parents don’t want it, you can go on a trip, isn’t that great?”

"It's not a black intermediary. It's a regular blood collection agency. It's a good thing to earn money and help people in need. Why do you look at me like this?" Zhao Qunshan seemed very puzzled.

"Think about it too." Zhang Xiaofei and Wang Qinghua looked at each other, and couldn't help but said in their hearts.

Zhao Qunshan continued, "Since the price is good and the income is legal, why don't you go, and besides, I'm so fat..."

At this time, Zhang Xiaofei quickly interjected, "Besides, you are so fat, even if you draw some blood, it's nothing. Even if you lose weight, you still have to thank the hospital!"

Zhao Qunshan immediately blushed, looking a little annoyed, "Zhang Xiaofei, you just can't spit ivory out of your dog's mouth, you can't do anything, you just know how to play tricks."

At this time, Zhang Xiaofei and Zhao Qunshan were still bickering, and when everyone turned around, they found that Ye Hui had already walked to the door of the trading hall.

"Hey, Ye Hui, what are you doing, you won't sell it too?" Zhang Xiaofei couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Xiaofei's words immediately attracted the attention of many people, Ye Hui blushed, and immediately said, "Zhang Xiaofei, what nonsense are you talking about, so what if I donate blood."

To tell the truth, Ye Hui is really tempted. After all, she is now living in the house of her uncle and aunt. The monthly income of her uncle and aunt is more than 1000 yuan. She just started working and her income is not high. Living expenses, water and electricity bills, so there is almost no balance every month, and life is very tight.

It is actually a very good thing to have such an opportunity to earn some extra money to subsidize the family. Ye Hui was tempted when she heard what Zhao Qunshan said.

As soon as Ye Hui walked to the door, she was suddenly stopped by a slender figure. This young man looked a bit wretched. Although his hair was combed very neatly, his head was full of shine. He could see that he had applied too much hair oil. It looks a little greasy.

What's even more exasperating is that the young man is blocking Ye Hui now, but he has a playful look on his face.

"Why, Ye Hui, you're going to sell your blood too. If you're short of money, you can tell Wang Yimei and I'll give it to you. But, you have to promise me that you will have dinner with me tonight."

The second half of Wang Yimei's sentence was so subtle that Ye Hui could hear it alone, while the others in the hall only heard the first half of his sentence and thought he was joking with Ye Hui.

Ye Hui's face suddenly became ugly, and she said in her mouth, "Wang Yimei, get out of the way, even if I am going to sell blood, what does that have to do with you? I'm not interested in money, you get away from me quickly, I find you annoying."

Ye Hui's words immediately caused Wang Yimei's face to tremble, and she couldn't get off the stage.

Originally, Wang Yimei wanted to get angry, but for some reason, she finally endured it. At this time, Ye Hui had already left the entrance of the hall and came to the blood car.

At this time, there was already a long line of filming outside the bloody car. Since there is such a good price, why not earn some extra money, not to mention that the money comes very quickly.

Ye Hui saw that there were quite a few people in the line, so she had to stand in line at the bottom. Someone in front wanted to donate a little more, but the doctor who took the blood allowed him to donate up to four hundred. For the sake of the health of blood donors, Ye Hui saw that the doctors here took blood more seriously, and the instruments they used were more formal, so she gradually felt relieved and formed a queue outside.

It's just that Ye Hui obviously didn't expect that her actions had already attracted the attention of the staff in the blood collection vehicle.

The next moment, an old doctor waved at Ye Hui and said, "Little girl, come here."

Seeing the old doctor calling her, Ye Hui was a little hesitant at first, pointing to herself and inquiring, and only walked up to him after the other party confirmed.

Seeing Ye Hui approaching, the old doctor took a good look at her appearance, and then asked, "Little girl, are you blood type A?"

A hint of surprise appeared in Ye Hui's eyes, "Old man, I have type A blood, how did you know?"

The old doctor didn't reply to Ye Hui's words, but just asked, "Did you experience blood half a year ago?"

When Ye Hui heard this, she immediately recalled, "Half a year ago, before I entered the Jade Bird Stock Exchange, I had a routine physical examination, which included a blood test."

The old doctor said, "That's right, we just got the blood sample from this physical examination."

Ye Hui couldn't help asking, "Mr., why can't I understand what you are talking about?"

The old doctor hurriedly said, "I don't have any other meaning, what I mean is that you can donate blood now."

"How much do you want to donate, little girl?" the old doctor asked kindly.

Ye Hui bit her lip and said, "Is [-]ml okay?"

Four hundred is 8000 yuan. In Song Hui's opinion, this is already a lot of money. At least it can be used to improve the life of her aunt's family.

The old doctor thought that she looked like she was very short of money, but even so, she couldn't draw so much blood from her.

What if he is the person grandpa is looking for, and what if she draws too much blood and affects her health? There is no way to ask grandpa to explain, anyway, only a few tens of milliliters of blood is enough for testing.

He raised his head to ask an old man in the last row in the car, and the old man nodded slowly.

The old doctor immediately looked back and said, "I'm sorry, miss, we can only draw [-] milliliters of your blood."

"Why, is there something wrong with my blood?" Ye Hui immediately asked in surprise, "Please rest assured, I am healthy."

If it is only 2000 ml, then there is only [-] yuan in income. Obviously, Ye Hui thinks that if she wants to improve her family's life, the more money the better.

"That's not what I mean." The old doctor smiled, "Even if we only smoke 1 ml, we still have a lot of money. How about giving you [-] yuan?"

What, 1 yuan!

Ye Hui's eyes widened immediately. When did her own blood become so valuable? 1 yuan per [-] milliliters. Is that the price of panda blood? This is simply unbelievable.

The old doctor said, "It's actually like this. Our blood bank is almost full now, so you only need [-] milliliters."

At this time, sure enough, the other doctors on the blood collection vehicle had stopped the blood collection and were announcing to the people below. Although many people were dissatisfied, there was nothing they could do, so they had to leave in dismay.

Now that the rightful lord has come, the others are useless, so let them go, not for the sake of not alarming, Li Cheng and Ye didn't need to use this method of paid blood collection, and directly knocked Ye Hui out to draw blood That's it.

So Ye Hui seemed disappointed again, but after all, she could earn 1 yuan. She immediately cheered up and said, "So can we start now?"

Hearing this, the old doctor hurriedly took out a blood collection device, inserted a needle into a blood vessel in Ye Hui's arm, and began to draw blood.

It should be said that the old doctor's blood drawing skills are really good. Ye Hui felt pain at all, and quickly drew out [-] milliliters of blood.

(End of this chapter)