LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 53 He's Still Just a Kid
Maybe it was because the camera was filming, their food arrived very quickly.
Although they couldn't drink alcohol, after being so tired for many days, the crew could finally relax and enjoy a good meal, which moved them deeply.
One staff member even picked up a coconut milk and started crying, saying they wanted to toast.
Wu Bin watched with a face full of confusion.
"Brother, how can you cry over coconut milk?
What, are you drunk on milk or something?"
"Wu Bin, you shouldn't just eat the blood curd, try some other dishes," someone suggested.
Wu Bin shook his head.
"No need, I just like eating blood curd."
After Wu Bin took a bite of the blood curd, a system prompt sounded in his mind.
[Bloodlust has been triggered, blood value has been converted one to one]
Listening to this system prompt, Wu Bin felt extremely reassured.
He felt that with every bite of blood curd, his blood bar grew a bit longer, overflowing with a sense of security!
Just as Wu Bin was happily eating, Hu Ping, the head of the medical team, approached him.
"Wu Bin, may I take a look at the bruises on your body?"
As a professional doctor, Hu Ping couldn't put his mind at ease, so he came over and actively asked to check the bruises on Wu Bin's body.
Wu Bin didn't take it seriously and said with a smile, "Doctor Hu, don't be so nervous, these bruises are just from bumping into things accidentally, it's nothing serious."
Wu Bin rolled up his sleeve and, upon closer inspection, was shocked himself.
His entire right forearm was a mix of green and purple blotches, looking frightful!
Hu Ping shivered and quickly placed his bowl and chopsticks on the table.
The thing he feared the most had still happened.
Wu Bin's body was indeed abnormal!
With a tremble in his voice, Hu Ping asked, "Wu Bin, could you unbutton your shirt so I can check if there's more on your body?"
Wu Bin also realized the gravity of the situation.
As he unbuttoned his shirt, he felt puzzled.
Wasn't his illness supposed to be a severe hemorrhage?
What was with all these bruises?
Wu Bin lifted his shirt, and all the staff members fell silent.
Damn!
There were dark purple bruises all over his body!
Hu Ping almost knelt down for Wu Bin right there.
His face turned pale.
"Quick, bring the machine over and do a blood test for Wu Bin."
The production crew had yet to react when He Bingbing asked from the side, "Doctor Hu, what's wrong with Wu Bin?"
Pushing his glasses up, Hu Ping said gravely,
"We can't be sure if it's an illness yet."
"But so many large bruises indicate that there's bleeding in his blood vessels, which definitely isn't normal."
Hearing Hu Ping say this, everyone couldn't help but look at Wu Bin.
So, you're bleeding internally, yet you still sit here with us enjoying hotpot, huh?
Seeing everyone panic, Wu Bin quickly said, "Don't be so nervous, it's not like anything is wrong with me?"
"I feel fine right now. Sit down and eat, no need to rush."
Wu Bin was not at all anxious.
Because his reputation value hadn't dropped, this meant he wasn't experiencing an illness at the moment.
Before coming here, he had made sure that there was a hospital less than five kilometers away.
Most importantly, the hospital's blood bank had a considerable reserve.
Relying on his thirty-five days of invincibility, even if he had to crawl, he could make it to that hospital, so there was no need to panic.
As Wu Bin was thinking this, someone suddenly bumped into his back.
Turning his head, Wu Bin saw that there was an eight-year-old child sitting behind him.
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Seeing Wu Bin looking at him, the kid didn't show any fear; instead, he looked back at Wu Bin with an even more arrogant expression.
The look of "What can you possibly do to me?"
Wu Bin merely smiled slightly and didn't take him seriously.
Who would've thought that just as Wu Bin turned around, the child scoffed and began to swing back and forth, ramming into Wu Bin with his back even harder.
Once, twice, three times ...
Finally unable to bear it any longer, as he was eating duck's blood, Wu Bin turned and said to the kid's parents, "Could you please control him? He keeps bumping into me."
The boy's dad wore a thick gold chain, clearly not someone easy to provoke—a typical tough guy from the streets.
The boy's mom sported an explosive hairstyle and was dressed in a tight red dress; at a glance, she bore some resemblance to a poodle.
Hearing Wu Bin's words, the couple continued to pick food from the hotpot without even lifting their eyelids.
The woman, Liao Sha, said disdainfully, "If you're so bothered by my son bumping into you, why don't you just change your seat?"
"You're not a dog, you're not tied down by a collar; just stay further away from us, isn't that enough?"
At Liao Sha's words, Wu Bin's blood pressure instantly surged.
Hu Ping, who had been observing Wu Bin, hurriedly said, "Wu Bin, my fellow classmate, don't get agitated, your internal bleeding will only worsen if you do."
"Just wait a moment, the ambulance will be here soon."
Wu Bin took a deep breath to calm his anger.
The female director Gao Shan also tried to persuade him, "Forget it, he's just a child, don't stoop to his level."
Fine, if I can't afford to offend, I can at least hide.
Wu Bin moved to another seat.
Just as Wu Bin picked up his chopsticks to continue eating some duck's blood to recover, suddenly an empty Coke bottle fell from the sky and landed right into the hotpot.
"Ah!"
The splashing red oil frightened everyone.
A large patch of scalding oil splattered directly onto Wu Bin's coat.
Wu Bin quickly stood up, furiously looking at the child.
If that oil had splashed onto his skin, he would have been scalded right away!
"Dammit, you really think I have no temper!"
Wu Bin raised his hand to slap the child.
Hu Ping and Yu Peng hurriedly came over to restrain Wu Bin.
"Forget it, Wu Bro, don't be impulsive; he's just a kid."
The boy curled his lips contemptuously but pretended to be frightened and started crying on the spot.
Upon seeing this, the child's parents immediately started pointing at Wu Bin's nose and cursing him.
"Why are you scaring my son? Are you out of your mind?"
Donning the thick gold chain, Cao Jie stood up, casually grabbed a wine bottle from the table:
"Kid, what's your deal, looking for a fight?"
Just as Cao Jie's words fell, the young nurse Fang Jing let out a shrill scream!
"Dr. Hu! Quick! Look at this test result!"
The nurse handed the test report from a portable tester to Hu Ping.
Hu Ping took one glance at it and turned deathly pale in fright.
"How can this be!"
"Platelets are only at 1?"
"Are you sure there isn't a problem with the device?"
Hu Ping's eyes were wide with horror, his hands trembling as he held the report.
The production crew was puzzled, standing off to the side.
He Bingbing stepped forward and asked, "Dr. Hu, what does platelets at 1 mean?"
Before Hu Ping could answer, the sharp sound of a slap echoed from nearby.
Everyone turned their heads to see the boy, holding a toothpick, covering his face with one hand while sitting on the ground and crying his eyes out.
On Wu Bin's neck, there appeared a small red dot.
Then, like a burst water pipe, blood sprayed out!
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