Chapter 675 Storytelling
The two words rejected Chi Bin's words lightly, and Zhang Kun looked at Chi Bin with a sneer.
"This time you share half of the burden. Will you share half of the burden again next time? Then if you share a little bit, he will share a little bit, and Chi Heng will not have to bear the consequences for what he has done?"
"I really thought of a good idea!" Zhang Kun snorted, then his face changed, he looked at Chi Bin coldly, his eyes froze: "Anyway, there are only two choices between you and me."
"Either follow the contract that I just said, everyone has nothing to do with it from now on. Or, everyone continue to rely on their own abilities and see if I can send Chi Heng to prison."
"Of course, maybe you can get Chi Heng out, who is right?" Zhang Kun laughed strangely, then looked at Chi Bin deeply: "I've said that, goodbye."
After saying that, Zhang Kun turned around and left without stopping.
However, Chi Bin behind him grabbed Zhang Kun: "Mr. Zhang stopped. No matter what, can you listen to me tell a story?"
Zhang Kun's face turned cold, he looked at Chi Bin's hand holding his shoulder with his eyes slanted, and then turned to Chi Bin: "You must know that for a warrior, your movement is very dangerous."
"It is easy to trigger the instinctive reaction of the warrior when stretching out his hand behind a warrior."
"Maybe... you can't stand my punch!" Zhang Kun said with a gloomy face.
This is not Zhang Kun is joking. If he hadn't felt the malice just now, Zhang Kun would have punched him, let alone Chi Bin, even if he was a martial artist, he might not have been able to handle it.
Zhang Kun is one of the masters at the peak of Chinese martial arts. He never underestimates his fists.
Facing Zhang Kun's gloomy face, Chi Bin seemed to have reacted, and his face turned blue in an instant, but he remembered the Otsuka Yoshikawa who was kicked six or seven meters away by Zhang Kun.
Afterwards, Otsuka Yoshikawa's body was examined, and almost none of them were intact.
Chi Bin swallowed the saliva in his mouth, but he still tried to calm down, but his hands unconsciously relaxed.
"Mr. Zhang, don't be angry. I just have a story to tell. No matter what, can Mr. Zhang leave after listening?"
Zhang Kun looked at Chi Bin with a cold face, his eyes cold, as if the cold wind was ridding the bones. Chi Bin's heart beat violently and his whole body began to tremble slightly. But he still looked at Zhang Kun with his eyes tightly, without any intention of dodging.
The scene was in a stalemate for a moment. After another half minute, Zhang Kun snorted coldly and finally spoke.
"explain!"
Just one word, Chi Bin's face was happy and nodded quickly.
Chi Bin took a deep breath and calmed himself down, then he said, "The story I want to tell is not anything else, it is actually what Chi Heng and I did when we were young."
"I remember when I was ten years old, I suddenly found that I had a chest wall tumor. The tumor was not big and it was not malignant. However, my family thought about it over and over again and decided to remove it. After all, it was a tumor and there was a possibility of lesions."
"And after a period of preoperative care, I entered the operating room."
"Chest wall tumor resection is not a major surgery, and the tumor is not large in size and is not malignant, so it is naturally easier."
"But just such a simple operation, there was a big problem during the operation. I suddenly had a heavy bleeding in the wound of my chest cavity, and I couldn't stop it."
"The doctor tried everything but it was useless. Seeing that my blood pressure was getting lower and lower, the doctor finally had to choose blood transfusion treatment and try to end the operation as early as possible."
"But the problem lies in this, the hospital does not have my blood type reserve."
"I have type O blood. This blood type is small, and the hospital generally does not store much. Then the hospital had a major operation that day. At that time, it was also severe bleeding during the operation. The patient also had type O blood. Then he used up all the small inventory in the hospital."
"When I heard this news, the doctor was worried. Generally, the hospital could only call other hospitals around me urgently. However, can I say that the hospital closest to my surgery was three or four kilometers? And it was afternoon, and the road peak was rush hour..."
"In this case, the hospital can only send staff to retrieve blood, and then use a backup method at the same time, find someone to draw blood, and then use it for me."
"The hospital also knows my identity. It can be said that it is carried out at the fastest speed. They drew blood from my parents outside the operating room and all the staff who were still working at the time. But, do you know, no one has type O blood."
"What a tiny opportunity this is. Among the hundreds of people, none of them have type O blood."
"After learning the news, my father took out a check of one million and said that as long as anyone with type O blood and is willing to draw blood, he will immediately give one million."
"At that time, the hospital was in full bloom. Not only the patients' families, but even some patients without infectious diseases were involved in the blood test."
"But do you know the result? Among the nearly 1,000 people, there is still no O-type blood."
Speaking of this, Chi Bin smiled bitterly: "When I heard this news, my dad who looked calm no matter what time he was stunned."
"The type of o blood is indeed rare, but it is only compared to the other blood types. Generally, under normal circumstances, there are always a few in a hundred people, but now, in nearly a thousand people, there is not a single type of o blood."
"After I learned the news, I had only one thought, that is, God will destroy me!"
"If God hadn't asked me to die, how could I have encountered such an almost impossible thing?"
"There is no suitable blood source in the hospital, and the medical staff who went out to retrieve blood were still blocked on the road. I was still bleeding heavily on the operating table, and I felt that I was about to die."
"And then a doctor suddenly said he had discovered blood type O, and my parents were crazy about it."
"But do you know who this blood source is? Chi Heng, who was only five years old at the time, didn't know when he followed others to do blood type identification. He has type O blood."
"When I learned the news, my parents were speechless."
"Chi Heng was only five years old at that time. He had not grown up yet, and my parents didn't know if he could draw blood. Later, under the advice of the doctor, he said that the appropriate amount of blood draw would not have any impact on the child, and then he would just take more good food to make up for it."
"In addition, the staff who took the blood at that time had not even arrived at the destination, let alone come back. In a desperate situation, their parents had to agree."
"Then the staff spoke in a whispering voice in front of Chi Heng, asking him if he could draw blood for his brother, and encouraged him from time to time."
"I remember my parents told me that when the nurse persuaded me, Chi Heng kept his head down and it took a long time to agree. He seemed to have fear of blood draw on his face. It was true that any child is not afraid of injections, and he also needs injections when he draws blood."
"Then Chi Heng entered the operating room..."
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Chapter completed!