C115
Chapter 115 - Tearing War
Blood center, blood donor room.
Li Qingcang reclined on the reclining chair, the sleeves of his left shirt rolled up, revealing his robust arms. There was a tube inserted into his veins, and dark red blood was flowing out of the tube into the blood bag beside.
Li Qingcang was naturally handsome, but right now, his muscular body was half lying