Feng Yifei woke up from his deep sleep and felt that his throat was almost smoking. He murmured, but no one agreed.

He struggled to support his body, and a sense of powerlessness spread throughout his body, and then fell heavily on the bed.

After a while, Feng Yifei gritted his teeth and got off the bed, held the wall and walked towards the door. When he passed by the mirror, he was surprised to see himself.

He was wearing a hospital gown, his cheeks were sunken, his skin was blue, and his eyes were dark like he was wearing eyeshadow. He was sticking out his tongue, which was no different from a hanged ghost.

"Gurl!"

He felt hungry in his stomach. He grabbed the food at the head of the bed and stuffed it into his mouth, and poured half a cup of cold water.

After the food was eaten, Feng Yifei's face changed drastically. He staggered into the bathroom and vomited out all the food he had just eaten.

"Hungry! So hungry!"

Feng Yifei pushed open the door of the ward. The corridor was empty. It was early morning. The nurses on duty were resting in the nurse station, and the patient was sleeping in his sleep.

Feng Yifei raised his nose, and a sweet smell came from the corridor, which made him greedy and even more hungry.

The sound of slippers hitting in the empty corridor, and Feng Yifei stumbled and looked for the smell.

Feng Yifei came to a closed door in a mysterious way. The smell became more and more intense. He was so greedy that he drooled and his eyes were red.

There was no one around, Feng Yifei pried open the lock on the door and flashed in.

This is a blood bank, with a constant temperature storage cabinet filled with bags filled with bright red liquid, and the smell comes from here.

Under the stimulation of the smell, Feng Yifei's salivary glands under his tongue secreted wildly, and his throat was dry and it seemed as if he was swallowing a charcoal.

"Crash!"

The glass in the storage cabinet was broken, Feng Yifei grabbed two blood bags and bit them open, lowered his head and sucked it violently.

Feng Yifei was like a mouse falling into a rice jar, stealing food frantically.

Blood flows into the stomach through the esophagus, and then enters the small intestine, where the villi intestine begins to work and absorbs nutrients in the blood.

"Drink! The more I drink, the faster I recover my skills!"

A voice that could not be suppressed was heard, and Feng Yifei felt a trembling heart and looked around alertly.

The blood bank was quiet and there was no sight of a ghost.

"Is it because I have auditory hallucinations?"

Feng Yifei was still scared, but the attraction of blood quickly made him ignore it. He turned around and grabbed the blood bag in the storage cabinet and continued to hunch his head.

The door of the blood bank was suddenly pushed open, and a security guard in a navy blue uniform was holding a rubber baton and glaring.

"What are you doing!"

Feng Yifei was startled by the sudden sound and turned his head quickly. When the security guard saw him, he was also very scared.

Feng Yifei had a messy head and a mess of hair. He grabbed the blood bag with both hands. His face was covered with red blood. Even the hospital gown was soaked in blood. His face turned blue and his eyes were blood-red, like a vampire.

"What are you doing!" the security guard yelled, fierce and cowardly.

Feng Yifei did not respond, gritted his teeth and threw down the blood bag in his hand, and buried his head and was about to escape.

"So you're stealing blood!"

The security guard started out in his heart and worked in the hospital for many years. He has also seen many people with special hobbies and perverts, especially in psychiatric departments. They are common in running naked, self-harm, masochism, eating shit, drinking and peeing, which are all serious mental illnesses.

The security guard cannot control the food, drinking and urine. After all, it is free. However, the blood in the blood bank is the property of the hospital and is used to help patients. The responsibility lies, and you must never let this blood thief go!

"Want to run away? Follow me to the guard!"

The security guard stepped forward and grabbed Feng Yifei's shoulder.

"Let me go!"

Feng Yifei knew that he was in the wrong and did not dare to make a big fuss, but he didn't want to be caught and struggled with twisting his body.

Of course, the security guard refused to let go, so he grabbed his hospital gown and pulled it out, cursing.

"You pervert, you have any reason to steal blood and drink it? Why don't you go and eat shit!"

Feng Yifei is the young master of the Feng family group. He is pampered and has a place to be surrounded by stars everywhere and is flattered by others. He has never been insulted like this. Anger surges into his heart and he raises his hand and shook it.

"You're just going to eat shit!"

"Bang!"

With a slap, the security guard seemed to be hit by a train. His body of more than 160 kilograms flew backwards, hitting heavily on the storage cabinet. The things inside were pulled down and burying the security guard below.

The security guard's feet were exposed outside and Feng Yifei woke up from his anger. He did not care about the security guard's life or death, but looked at his hands in shock.

"Why did I suddenly become so strong?"

He swung his fist out of thin air, and was completely different from the weak who had just woken up from the hospital bed.

The electric current sound of the walkie-talkie came from the direction where the security guard was buried, "Old Li! Old Li! What's going on with you?"

The hospital's security guard took turns to check the posts and reported it once a few minutes later. The security guard named Lao Li did not respond at the time, so the security room asked about the situation through the walkie-talkie.

No one answered, and the security room asked again, but after a few minutes, there was still no reply. Several security guards rushed to Lao Li's last stop for patrol.

The doors of the blood bank were wide open, and there was a mess inside. The blood was everywhere like a murder scene. Lao Li was lying in the pile of debris, and his life and death were uncertain.

The security captain looked solemn, "Call the police quickly!"

...

Jin Wushuang walked around the production workshop of Haobo Company and finally returned to the office.

Copywriting on the desk was piled up like mountains, salesman Ge You slumped on the rotating chair, two sweeping aunties moved a chair and basked in the sun in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The fruit peels in the garbage can, the lunch boxes were piled up like mountains, and coin-sized flies buzzed around.

Jin Wushuang frowned and said to Bai Fengjiu behind her: "You can wait outside for a while." After that, he entered the general manager's office.

The general manager of Haobo Pharmaceutical Responsibility Co., Ltd. is a gray-haired old man. This year he is at the age of retirement and has been in the company at the age of 25. It has been forty years now.

When he first joined the company, the old manager was full of passion, but as time went by, his sharpness was gradually smoothed out. He saw too many human feelings and worldly styles, and when he met more, he became smoother.

The old manager was watering the flowers on the windowsill. When he saw Jin Wushuang coming in, he put down the kettle in his hand and poured her a cup of tea with a smile.

"President Jin tasted Mao Jian before the Ming Dynasty."

Jin Wushuang took it and placed it on the coffee table in front of him, saying, "Manager Zhou, you are joking. I am not a president now."

Zhou Ruxin waved his hand and said, "Haobo is already your industry, and of course he is still the president. If you can take over, I will go home to raise my grandson and play with you."

Someone knocked on the office door and it was a young man in work clothes.

"Hello, I am the order picker of the fast freight transport platform. Are you going to move here?"

Zhou Ruxin pointed to the stuff that had been packed in the corner and said, "Move all this away."

Three young men came in, carried their hands on their shoulders, and moved away all the things that Zhou Ruxin had accumulated over the past decades.
Chapter completed!