The three nurses sat in a row. There were hemostatic forceps, scissors, iodine, alcohol, blood bags, cotton swabs, disposable gloves, and other medical consumables on the table in front of them.
The members of the supply ship stood in queues of groups of threes and entered the place from one end of the passageway.
"Wang Yun, right?" A young nurse checked the member's identity. She then glanced at a blood bag and the tube attached to it and asked, "Have you had your blood drawn for transfusions before?"
"If you mean voluntary blood donation, no." Wang Yun shook his head.
The young nurse raised her head a little and asked, "Does it mean that you have sold your blood before?"
"No," Wang Yun said with a calm expression, "But this is the third time I'm participating in a mandatory blood donation."
The young nurse suddenly understood what was going on.