In a white coat, with messy hair, and gold-rimmed glasses… Evelyn suddenly remembered that this person was a friend of Frank, the one who lived in the villa in the cemetery.
The man with glasses held a blood collection needle and was nervously stopping passersby.
Approaching, Evelyn overheard his conversation with a passerby.
“Free blood tests, do you want to try?”
The passerby asked, “Is it a routine blood test?”
The man with glasses shook his head and said very seriously, “From my observation, I suspect you have stomach cancer. Just give me a blood sample, and in three days, no, one day, I can give you an accurate result.”
After hearing this, the passerby punched him on the head.
Evelyn: “…”
This kind of person hadn’t been beaten to death yet, which was already quite lucky.
She didn’t want to get involved with such a lunatic. Just as she was about to leave, her dress was pulled back by a force.
“Hey girl, want to try free blood test? I can…”
As he saw Evelyn’s face clearly, his eyes instantly lit up with a sparkling light. “It’s you… Do you want to try?”
Evelyn’s expression turned cold, “No need.” After saying that, she turned away.
The man caught up, “Little girl, give me a blood sample. I can give you a lot of blood tonics.”
Evelyn clenched her fist, “Aren’t you afraid of women?”
Evelyn’s expression became menacing, and the man with glasses, seeing this, retreated nervously.
…
“Well… I wear gloves because I can’t touch women. Little girl, you’ve already given 900 milliliters, do you care about this little bit?”
“I remember you were avoiding some kind of family, right?” Evelyn smiled and whispered, “Now, with the internet so developed… Imagine if I took your picture and posted it, wouldn’t someone come to arrest you tonight?”
Faced with this blatant threat, the man with glasses hesitated for a moment and kept backing away.
“Frank that guy, how did he befriend such a stingy person? If you won’t let me draw blood, then fine. Let me tell you, I’m very fast, you absolutely won’t catch me.”
After saying that, in a flash, he disappeared around the corner.
Evelyn stood in place, looking at the surveillance cameras at the entrance of the mall… This guy wasn’t just crazy, he was also a bit stupid.
Evelyn got into her car, intending to go back to the villa, but she received a call from Frank.
Unable to refuse, she detoured to the hospital.
As soon as Frank saw her, he took out a blood collection needle, “Quick, let me draw another sample.”
Evelyn: … Did her blood have such a strong attraction?
“Frank, did you collude with that crazy friend of yours to trick me into giving my blood?”
Frank was slightly puzzled, “Crazy friend?”
Evelyn explained, “The one living in the cemetery.”
“You mean Omar?” Frank waved his hand, “That guy collects people’s blood everywhere for experiments, a complete lunatic. Just avoid him in the future, or he’ll bother you to death.”
“As for why I took your blood, let’s take a look at this report first.”
He took out a few documents, “During the last check-up, I didn’t perform a routine blood test but a separate blood analysis. The results were quite unexpected.”
Evelyn glanced at it, her gaze slightly changing. She wasn’t a medical expert, but she could understand the blood-forming function; her values were ten times that of an average person.
“How is this possible?” In her previous life, she had experienced numerous illnesses but never made such a discovery.
Frank was even more surprised than her. Just as he was about to explain, the office door was slammed with a loud bang, followed by a series of wails. Frank rushed to open the door…
Evelyn then noticed a man sitting on the floor near the door, holding a report and sobbing uncontrollably. Her gaze changed.
She had seen this man before. The one who, just moments ago at the mall, was pulled by the neurotic man with glasses to draw blood, claiming he had stomach cancer.
The report…
Curiosity rising, Evelyn stood up. Before she could approach, Frank had already closed the door.
Evelyn asked quietly, “What’s wrong with that man?”
Frank recalled, “Stomach cancer. Advanced stage, beyond cure.”
“So, your crazy friend living in the cemetery does have some abilities…” Evelyn brought up the incident at the mall.
Frank, not surprised at all, chuckled, “Omar is like a walking scanner. For him, it is a piece of cake.”
Evelyn asked, “Is he after my blood because I’m seriously ill?”
“Stop thinking nonsense.” Frank, flipping through a medical book without looking up, said, “Besides your astonishing recovery ability, your body is a hundred times stronger than an average person. With your current physical condition, you could easily knock out a cow with a single punch.”