He led Nianzhi over, walked to Qin Yin's side, and gently took her hand, speaking softly, "I know you're worried, but don't hurt yourself like this."
He pried open her tightly clenched fingers one by one, looking at the bright red marks of her nails in her palm, he frowned slightly and gently bound her hand with a handkerchief from his pocket.
Qin Yin looked at him but remained silent.
Two bags of Jiang Mei's blood had already been sent over, each containing 200cc.
Qin Yin stood there dazedly, feeling uncertain in her heart. Jiang Mei had already donated more blood than a normal amount; if they drew more, she feared it might drain her dry. They had to find someone else.
She turned to Cheng Hao and asked, "Brother Cheng, can anyone else with this blood type be found on Man Juechen's side?"
"I'll call and ask." Cheng Hao was also extremely anxious.
After making the call, the response from Man Juechen's side was that there was no one else.
