The Villainous Celebrity Wife of the CEO - Chapter 134.1
ABO
Su Jishi answered vigorously. She rolled her sleeves and went in the direction of the blood donation tent. Before she could take a few steps, a male voice stopped her.
“Su Jin, stop.”
When she turned around, it was the very busy man, President Mu.
She heard Mu Xiulun say solemnly, “You’re so thin. Are you sure you’re donating blood or life?”
…Thin?
Su Jishi froze. She looked down at her thin, bony wrists, and realized with hindsight that she was no longer the wild demoness, Su Jishi, who would still be alive and kicking whenever she donated blood twice a year! She was Su Jin, the actress, Su Jin, who counted the grains when she ate rice every day.
There was an online sinister motivational quote that says, “There are no more than a hundred good women, either flat-chested or short”[1].
Su Jishi once weighed just 100 pounds. She was neither flat-chested nor short. On the other hand, she had an exquisite figure, toned muscles, and delicate skin. Anyone who saw her would compliment, ‘beautiful’. But when she entered the entertainment industry, she somehow became fat. Under the stretching effects of the camera, she had the back of a tiger and waist of a bear; her waist, in particular, looked sturdy.
Fang Xie was so distressed that he specially formulated a series of weight-loss diets for her. It took four full months before she finally got her weight down to the number that an actress should have —— and this number was under the internationally recognized standard weight criteria for blood donors.
Su Jishi: “…”
The nurse didn’t understand the Chinese spoken between them. She only saw Su Jin, who had just agreed to donate blood, suddenly stop in her tracks and frown with some difficulty.
The nurse thought she regretted it and was about to persuade her, but Mu Xiulun came straight over and said directly in English, “She is too light to donate blood.” He paused slightly for a few seconds and asked again, “There is an urgent shortage of AB type, right?”
Su Jishi: “…Don’t tell me you’re going to say you happen to be type AB and want to donate for me.”
If that were the case, then she’d owe him another favor, in which case she might as well donate by herself.
Unexpectedly, Mu Xiulun shook his head and replied, “I am type O, but I know someone else who is type AB.”
After saying that, he beckoned Gao Ling to approach.
Gao Ling was interrupted from the interview and trotted to his boss in bewilderment and asked abjectly, “What are your orders, President Mu?”
Mu Xiulun: “Gao Ling, I remember you are AB type, no? You have nothing to do after the interview, so go and donate 200 ml.”
“…” Gao Ling turned pale with fright: “No, no, no, President Mu. I actually have a lot of things to do afterwards!”
Mu Xiulun: “I will give you one week of paid annual leave.”
Without saying a word, Gao Ling rolled up his sleeves and said to the nurse with glowing eyes, “I feel like I’m full of blood with nowhere to display it. 200 milliliters simply can’t express my determination. Why don’t you pump a 400?!!!!”
Nurse: “…”
Su Jishi: “…”
When Gao Ling was in university, a mobile blood donation truck would come to campus every year. In order to encourage students to donate blood, all students who participated in blood donation could get 0.1 GPA points. Although the score was meager, this 0.1 point played a great role in the post graduation recommendation association, the emigration association, and the award and merit association.
So, he wasn’t afraid of donating blood —— But he was particularly scared of shiny needles. Whether it was a shot, a vial or acupuncture, he would get weak at the sight of it.
In the tent, Gao Ling sat nervously on a recliner. The inside of his elbow had been coated with disinfectant alcohol and iodine, looking yellow. The nurse took out disposable needles, tubes, and blood bags, and made preparations on the side.
The moment Gao Ling saw the thick and long needles, he subconsciously averted his eyes, not daring to look closely.
Su Jishi accompanied him, and seeing how scared he was, she thought it was his first time to donate blood, so she reassured him guiltily: “Secretary Gao, don’t be nervous. I’ll just talk with you.”
Gao Ling was just about to refuse, when Su Jishi suddenly stuffed a slice of peeled apple toward him.
He found that a small basket of apples somehow appeared at Su Jishi’s feet. Each apple was as big as a fist and looked particularly appetizing. She not only wielded the hammer well, but also the knife well. After a few circles of the most common knife at her fingertips, the apple obediently took off its coat, and the apple skin was cut thin and long, never broken from beginning to end.
Gao Ling was so flattered that he hurriedly took a bite of the apple. Seeing that he was distracted, the nurse immediately stuck the needle into his arm.
Gao Ling let out a muffled grunt, so Su Jishi handed over another glass of water with honey.
Mu Xiulun, who tagged along for some reason to see him donate blood: “…”
Gao Ling looked at the apple, looked at the water, and then glanced at Mu Xiulun’s face as he stood aside and said hesitantly, “Miss Su, I suddenly feel a little hot.”
As he expected, Su Jishi got up and turned around. Not long after, she came in, carrying an electric fan.
Mu Xiulun’s face became even more ugly. He took a few steps over and took the bulky electric fan in Su Jishi’s hand and said sullenly, “He is donating blood for you, not giving birth to a child for you. What are you laboring for?”
Su Jishi was oblivious to his anger and rightfully retorted, “I can’t donate blood, but can’t I do something for the hero who donated blood?”
Gao Ling gnawed on an apple and thought with tears in his eyes, Oh my God, I’ve become a hero! I must give myself a round of applause!
It didn’t take long to collect the blood, but because Gao Ling was tall and thin, the nurse only collected 200 milliliters. The hand that donated blood had to be kept still, so Gao Ling’s fingertips became cold not long after. Su Jishi prepared a plastic bottle filled with hot water in advance and stuffed it into his hand.