Tang Zui continued staring at her with a cruel, chilly look in his eyes. Gu Mian had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue, "I know that the young woman needs my blood to stay alive. I can provide my blood and ask for nothing in return..."
Gu Mian sensed the increasingly chilly and intimidating aura around Tang Zui. "I need a hundred million RMB. If you give me that, I'll donate my blood to that young woman anytime and anywhere, no matter how much she needs!"
Tang Zui looked expressionlessly at Gu Mian's pale, bloodless small face. He recalled the way she begged the nurse not to draw her blood the other time. She said that she had anemia, and could not possibly donate her blood to other people.
Gu Mian seriously did not know what was on his mind, but she had no other choice. She said anxiously, "If you think that two hundred milliliters are too little, I can give you more… do we have a deal?"
