"Are you sure that I am actually not that weak?"
Three of them nodded in sync. And then, one person with a male voice knocked on the door. The old man questioned him,
"Any purpose for shortcoming to here?"
"Miss Yao Xuan needs some blood. She lost too much blood for now!"
"What kind of blood type she needs?" Hu Jia Hao asked the man while maintaining his own composure. He replied to the CEO,
"She needs two packs of B- Typed blood."
"B-Typed blood? Anyone has it now?" Hu Jia Hao questioned three of them. Then, the old man pointed to him as he said,
"You have it. I am on the A-Typed blood. So do with the rest."
Hu Jia Hao looked at the left and right as the stakeholders were giving him the green light to do the action by expression being drawn alone.
He knew that he was not sure if it would work. However, he tried to get himself onto a grip as he announced,