Chapter 223

Baoli Building, next to the swimming pool on the first floor.

"Okay, this blood bag is very small, and it can be transfused in half an hour. But little girl, Auntie still wants to advise you, you still need to go to the hospital for anemia, so you can't do it secretly by yourself!"

"Ok auntie, I see, thank you."

Seeing the back of the old nurse walking away, Zhuge Dali pulled his sleeves away with a strange expression, and looked at the criss-crossing and shining red blood vessels on his arm, his eyes were full of curiosity.

"Meng Lang, won't you explain to me? What the hell is this?"

Facing the little girl's curiosity, Meng spread his hands and smiled wryly: "You don't even know what it is, so you dare to stick it in your hand?"

"Why not? I don't need to know what it is. According to what I know about you, you won't feel at ease using it on me if it's even slightly dangerous."

"Okay~ I can't always say no to you."

"Then can you tell me what this is now? Although you told the nurse that it is plasma, I have never heard of any kind of plasma that has its own light and shadow effects."

"That's his blood." Ding Zhang'an, who had been standing silently by the side, suddenly interjected.

"Your blood?"

Hearing what Uncle An said, Zhuge Dali's little face blushed instantly.

"Uh, it's actually nothing. This is indeed the blood that was just drawn from my body. Don't worry, my blood type is O. A small amount of transfusion will not cause rejection."

There was a look of understanding in Dali's eyes, he nodded and smiled slightly: "This makes sense, I always felt that there was something missing in "Meng Family Heart Method", which made it impossible to form a theoretical closed loop, and I always wanted to help you It's perfect.

Now it seems that there is not a problem with the "Meng Family Heart Method", but that you deliberately simplified it in order to allow people without the blood of the Meng family to practice it? "

"That's right." Meng Lang nodded lightly and shrugged, "Our Meng family's natural vitality is far superior to ordinary people, so the complete practice of "Meng Family Heart Method" needs to burn life to create a non-existent life in the body. The meridian, with the penetration of this new meridian, can the inner breath achieve a perfect circulation."

Listening to Meng Lang's explanation, the little girl still looked very interested at first, but then she seemed to think of something, her brows became more and more wrinkled, and her little face, which was covered by a red glow just now, gradually turned pale, and she raised her head Looking at Meng Lang with flickering eyes, he asked nervously:

"Meng Lang, tell me the truth, did I cause trouble this time? Can you make up for the blood you lost?"

"Don't worry, my condition is fine. Although I hurt a little bit, I can still recover in half a year. Now our biggest problem is your mentality."

With that said, Meng moved a chair across from Zhuge Dali, turned around and said to Ding Zhang'an, "Uncle An, the blood transfusion will take about half an hour, I'll get Dali a change of clothes, don't you always want to talk to her?" Do you want to talk? Let's do it now~"

"Well, that's fine." Ding Zhang'an nodded slightly, and sat opposite the little girl.

Seeing Meng Lang walking away gradually, Zhuge Dali had a flash of reluctance in his eyes, and at the same time he secretly looked at the person sitting opposite him.

Perhaps because of the blood connection, she felt that this ordinary-looking middle-aged man in front of her looked very close.

"Uncle... Uncle?" Zhuge Dali called out cautiously. Since her parents divorced, she had rarely felt the love of her elders at this moment, and she actually had a different kind of impulse, wanting to talk to him about her grievances over the years and alone.

Seemingly seeing her pretending to be strong, Ding Zhang'an raised his hand and touched the little girl's head, and said with a smile, "It's me, child. How have you been... all these years?"

"Tick Tick." At some point, a teardrop fell on the ground and broke into crystal pieces.

"I don't know." Zhuge vigorously lowered his head, his face was full of bewilderment.

Ding Zhang'an looked at the crying little girl with a sad face, and thought of what Meng Lang had said to him before——

"Uncle An, the reason why Dali has strayed this time is because of the lack of blood from my Meng family on the one hand, and on the other hand, because her mind is messed up.

With her current state of mind, I can't guarantee that she will be able to practice my family's internal skills, so I need your help..."

Thinking of this, Uncle An's tone became a little gentler: "Girl, uncle has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, and he has seen a lot. If you have any questions, please talk to me. Maybe uncle can help Maybe."

When Zhuge Dali heard this, a trace of hesitation flashed across his bewildered face, then he gritted his teeth lightly and said, "Actually, it's mainly because of the relationship between the three of us. I'm in a hurry."

"Three people?" Ding Zhangan frowned, dissatisfied, "What's going on? How dare that kid step on two boats?!"

"No! No! Uncle, don't get me wrong, it's a long story..."

Afterwards, Zhuge Dali spent about [-] minutes describing in detail the complicated relationship between Meng Lang, Feng Baobao and her, and concluded:
"That's how things are. I have a fair competitive relationship with Sister Bao'er now, but based on my contacts in the past few days, I think I might not be able to compete with her."

Uncle An held his chin and silently listened to the little girl's confession, and suddenly said seriously: "Girl, have you noticed that your recent behavior has gone too far?"

"Overkill? You mean?"

"That's right, have you noticed that since your second personality appeared, you have been indulging yourself. Whenever you encounter things, you always deliberately let your emotional thinking make decisions, and rarely consider the pros and cons?"

"This... is indeed true, but isn't this something that every ordinary girl would do?"

"Girl, have you ever heard a common saying, what does it mean to put on new shoes and raise your feet?"

"Well, I've heard that this sentence is mostly used as a metaphor for people who have never seen the world and like to show off when they get rich, but there is also a positive interpretation in a certain sense, expressing the human nature of ordinary people who always love to worry about gains and losses...

I probably understand. What you mean is that my current state is a different kind of worrying about gains and losses?I care too much about restoring my sensibility, but I ignore that sensibility thinking is actually just a part of me. I don't need to care too much or even accommodate it? "

"That's right!" With a promise, Ding Zhang'an suddenly raised his head and shouted loudly, "Boy! I've already set you up, and I'll leave the rest of the work to you~"

"Okay, thank you Uncle An!"

As soon as the words fell, Meng Lang's figure appeared from nowhere and came behind the little girl...

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