Yun Xia glanced at the little zombie.
Since he himself agreed, she had nothing to object to, so she nodded: "That's fine."
When the person in charge saw that she agreed, he was immediately overjoyed, and kindly said to Yan Zhuo: "It doesn't hurt, just take some blood, not only can it be used to study serum, maybe it can also cure your illness."
The little zombie nodded while hugging the silver hair.
The person in charge smiled kindly and motioned him to sit on the experimental chair.
Yan Zhuo walked over with his small hands, took two steps, then stopped suddenly, and turned to look at Yun Xia.
The girl stood where she was, and when she saw him looking over, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?"
The little zombie blinked, hesitated for a while, lowered his eyes and whispered: "I am obedient and draw blood, can Xia Xia promise me a request?"
The Demon King was slightly startled, and thought about it.
If he can really use Yan Xiaozhuo's blood, research serum, and benefit human beings, it will be another big favor for her, and the faith value will be even higher.
In the first world, after she found Hui Xiaozhuo, she didn't seem to have to do anything by herself.
Such a worry-free and labor-saving helper is good-looking, so it doesn't hurt to pamper him a little bit.
So she nodded: "Okay, I promise you, as long as I can do it, you can mention it as you like."
The little zombie had no expression on his face, but the bracelet on his delicate wrist lighted up slightly.
The light blue color is beautiful.
He pursed his lips, opened them and whispered, "What Xia Xia can do...that's very simple."
After he finished speaking, he turned around, obediently climbed onto the experimental chair with his silver hair in his arms, and lowered his slender eyelashes.
Actually he didn't say it.
He's not like everyone else. Because he stayed in the laboratory and was fed various drugs since he was a child, he felt many times the pain of drawing blood than ordinary people.
He is not a human being, nor is he a zombie. After his body mutates, the most important thing is blood, and the consequence of drawing blood is pain. That kind of pain is unimaginable for ordinary people.
The needle pierced the child's delicate arm.
He lowered his eyes and slowed down his breathing slightly.
Standing aside, Yun Xia saw that the light on his wrist, which was originally on, went out little by little.
Drawing blood was not a big deal, but the child's face gradually turned pale, and the drooping eyelashes were long and thick, covering those beautiful gray pupils.
He was originally a quiet person, but now he is so quiet that he has no sound, like a beautiful porcelain doll.
The person in charge removed the syringe.
Yan Zhuo looked up at the tube of blood, then lowered his eyes without saying a word. The extreme pain shocked his consciousness, but he was already used to this level of pain, and he couldn't see anything except his pale face.
The girl was standing next to the lab chair.
I don't know if he has been spoiled by her these days. In the past, when he was in pain, he would bear it silently, but this time he turned his head subconsciously, and grabbed her fingertips with his small hands, "Xia Xia, hug."
The girl bowed her head and didn't refuse. She curled her silver hair into the child's arms, and immediately reached out to hug him.
The little zombie nestled in her arms, rubbed his little face on the girl's shoulder, and obediently lay still.
The person in charge hurriedly said: "Take him back to rest first, and we will notify you immediately of any progress on our side."
Yun Xia glanced at the little zombie, seeing that he looked uncomfortable with his eyes downcast, so he nodded, hugged him and left.
She asked puzzledly, "You said you want me to agree to a request, what is it?"
The little zombie obediently lay on her shoulder, paused for a moment, and whispered, "I'll tell you tonight."
He wants to bite Xia Xia...
Just one click.
(end of this chapter)