Chapter 72

72 Going to the Bottle

Wen Zilong knew that the hospital couldn't stay any longer.

Otherwise, if someone finds out, as long as the refrigerator door is closed, it will be a turtle in the urn, and it is impossible to escape.

But if you leave like this, wouldn't it be too wasteful to leave the remaining 100 bags of blood here?

Wen Zilong thought about it and decided to move all the blood out.

For a bat, this is a huge undertaking.

He slept in the refrigerator until late at night, waiting for Dongfang Zimo, who was on duty, to watch two horror movies and fell asleep before Wen Zilong quietly opened the refrigerator door.

Then he grabbed two bags of blood and fluttered his wings to the door.

He pressed the door code with his mouth, flew out of the refrigerator, and flew outside from the open window of the office.

Holding these two bags of blood, he flew about 500 meters and found the roof of a building.

There is almost no one here all year round.

Wen Zilong put the two bags of blood on the roof and returned to the hospital.

Like a shopping guide who was busy welcoming customers, he ran back and forth fifty times, and finally all the blood was transported out.

And in order not to be found out that he did it himself, he also packed all the feces and hair into empty blood bags and shipped them out.

"call--"

Lying on the roof, Wen Zilong let out a long breath.

Damn, I'm exhausted.

If his harem were here, how could he be so tired?

If it weren't for the blood, they wouldn't do this kind of physical work if they were killed.

Don't talk about it, let's talk about the bag of blood first.

He opened a bag of blood with his claws, lay down on it, and snorted, like drinking cold beer.

After drinking two bags, he yawned hugely, lay in the middle of the blood bag, and fell asleep.

Surrounded by a pile of food, lying on the roof with a small wind blowing.

On such days, even a god would not change it.

Of course, it depends on whether this fairy belongs to the king level or platinum level.

...

The next morning, around eight o'clock.

Dongfang Zimo was eating steamed buns and drinking porridge.

At this time, a nurse came in hastily: "Doctor Dongfang, there is a patient who needs blood transfusion, I..."

"Register and take it yourself."

Dongfang Zimo said impatiently.

The nurse hurriedly completed the registration and then entered the cold room.

But the moment she opened the refrigerator in the refrigerator, the whole person was stupid.

Dongfang Zimo outside heard that there was no movement inside, and was a little puzzled, and was about to ask.

The nurse inside said, "Doctor Dongfang, blood... blood?"

"Isn't it in the refrigerator?"

Dongfangzi said.

"But...there's nothing in the refrigerator."

"how is this possible?"

Dongfang Zimo was a little annoyed, put the half-eaten buns on the table and walked into the refrigerator.

As he walked, he said, "I wish I could stay here 24 hours a day. You told me that there is nothing in the refrigerator? Could it be that those blood bags will grow wings and fly by themselves..."

At this point, the following words stopped abruptly.

It's like a basketball commentator. When explaining the key ball, he is full of passion, his face is red and his neck is thick.

And his pair of eyes stared like a cow seeing a bull.

"This this……"

...

At 12 noon, the dean's office.

Dongfang Zimo, who has always been graceful and graceful in Yushu, full of poetry and songs, is now like a defeated pheasant, completely without the radiance of the past.

He stood dejectedly in the center of the Dean's office.

The dean frowned and tapped the table:

"Dongfang, Dongfang, what do you want me to say? I put you in the hospital because of your relationship with your father. If you do well, it will give me a face, and a face for your father. But what about you? The second time you had a medical accident, everyone asked you to suspend your work and reflect on yourself. I put you in the blood bank against all odds. I hoped that you could reflect on it well, and I will transfer you back when I find a chance. You are good, a big living person Just guarding 200 bags of blood, you can even lose it!"

"Dean, I work the night shift and I've been in the office all night. No one has entered the cold room at all, so I don't know why. "

Dongfang Zimo is still quibbling.

When the dean heard that he was reciting poetry again, he suddenly felt a big head:

"Stop reciting your poems. A bag of 400cc blood is 800 yuan, and two hundred bags are 160,000 yuan. Who will be responsible for this loss?"

When Dongfang Zimo heard the words, his body trembled slightly.

160,000 is not a small sum.

"President, you know that I have always been a breeze, and my pockets are empty..."

"Okay, considering my relationship with your father, you only need to pay 100,000 yuan. I'll transfer the remaining 60,000 yuan from the hospital's funds."

Although Dongfang Zimo had a bitter face, 160,000 instantly turned into 100,000. He was still very grateful to the dean: "Thank you, Dean, thank you Dean!"

Unexpectedly, the dean's next sentence made him fall into an ice cellar: "But you won't be going to work in the future."

"what?"

Dongfang Zimo didn't react for a while, and the whole person was stunned there.

The dean gave him a cold look: "What? You don't think you can still stay in the hospital after such a big incident?"

"I……"

Dongfang Zimo poured down his head like a basin of water for washing his feet, and part of it flowed into his mouth, and the whole person suddenly lost his energy.

At the same time, the hospital also reported the case.

Through on-site investigation, no clues such as fingerprints were found.

Wen Zilong has learned a lesson from the last time, and his anti-reconnaissance ability has been improved a lot.

Before leaving, take away all the hair, feces, etc., leaving no clues for them at all.

And because the blood bank has just been put into use, there is no time to install cameras, so there is no way to call for monitoring.

For a time, the blood bank theft became an unsolved case.

...

Besides, Wen Zilong was on the roof of the building for the past two days, and he lived a comfortable and comfortable life.

Eat, sleep, sleep, eat, nothing to bask in the moon, blow the breeze.

Occasionally go to Wen Yuqi to see her.

Five days passed like this.

Five days later, Wen Zilong had drained all the blood.

He could feel that he was one step closer to being promoted to level 10.

Sucking blood is indeed much stronger than sucking the blood of other animals.

It seems that I have to find another blood bank, preferably a large blood bank in the city or even in the province. After the blood is drawn, I may be able to advance to level 10.

But I haven't been back for ten days. I don't know what happened to my parents and whether the people from Hongmen are still bad for them.

Thinking of this, Wen Zilong flew towards Longshou Village.

When we returned to Longshou Village, it was around one o'clock in the morning.

Wen Zilong came out of the window, probed with thermal sensors, and found that his parents were safe and sound, so he was relieved.

Thinking of the last time, Wen Zilong was slightly annoyed.

If the celadon plum vase in the Song Dynasty is not released, the safety of the family will not be guaranteed, and I will not be able to live the days of raising pigs with peace of mind.

It seemed that he had to find a way to find an opportunity for his father to take the plum bottle from the Song Dynasty.

Wen Zilong is a very realistic person.

In his opinion, the plum bottle of the Song Dynasty and the great secret were not as important as life.

If you lose your life, what's the use of that big secret?

While thinking about it, he saw a Wuling Hongguang slowly stopping at the entrance of the village.

Longshou Village is a relatively remote village. At night, there are hardly any human activities.

How could a car suddenly stop at the entrance of Longshou Village?

Wen Zilong's heart moved slightly as if he saw a girl who had a crush on a boy.

He lay on the branch and stared at the Chinese car.