Four blood-collection nurses stood in a row. One of them stepped forward, but Nie Zhao asked again, "Are you sure it won't hurt?"
The nurse was confident in her professional skills, but under Song Yuanchao's murderous glare, she suddenly lost her nerve and took a step back. The other two exchanged glances and also retreated a step.
Everyone coveted a red envelope from the richest man's family, but few nurses dared guarantee that drawing blood wouldn't hurt at all.
Chapter 282