The impression is that blood should be red, but the blood in front of Zhong Luoyue is almost black.
Generations of Blood Bags, generations of red and black blood bags. When she held the blood bag in her hand, strangely, there was no sense of resistance, but a certain joy in her body.
She knew that the blood in the blood bag was thick, and the refrigeration system of the blood bank made the platelets even thicker... somewhat like a stress-relief handball?
"Great, Luoyue, you're really lucky, this hospital actually has Bombay blood type!" Queen Elizabeth came over with a blood bag in front of Zhong Luoyue at this moment.
"Bombay blood type?" Zhong Luoyue was taken aback.
