Due to the special circumstances, the two sides were almost in a dispute, and there was no solution.

"I have a condition. As long as you can provide permission from the medical and health department and steal other people's personal information at will, I will agree."

Saying such words made the others look at each other.

This is obviously a purposeful way to make things difficult for them. On this cruise ship, all medical research activities were made by themselves. Although they were gifted and had amazing minds, the research they were engaged in could not be described as "justice".

Doing against the will of heaven will destroy the essence of survival of the fittest.

Where can anyone support such scientific research?

Not to mention the review by relevant departments.

After hearing his words, he saw these doctors, regardless of his consent, seized his hands directly under the tough behavior in his hands, making the man lively.

"roll!"

A word of cold scolded him, and these people did not let go of him, but they wanted to kill themselves and stab him. As a result, the next moment, he saw him break free from the constraints of those people. He had tried a few efforts and would not be too threatened wherever he went.

After shaking off those people's imprisonment, he certainly would not let the syringe be inserted into his body.

The more he sees them tough, the less he will make them proud.

After repeated stalemate with the other party for a long time, this unintentional confrontation only made them feel that he was most likely carrying RH-negative O-type blood.

"No statement, don't try to put your ideas on me."

"Sir, I think you have RH negative O-type blood. You are just covering up your eyes and ears. What we say is the truth, why don't you give it a try?"

The doctor put down his good words and his tone became soft.

Because if you can find a person with RH negative O type blood, it is extremely hard-won. Of course, it would be better to give alms than to let one go.

"What I said is true. I am not RH negative O-type blood, why don't you believe it?"

If so, he would have been the one who donated blood at the beginning.

His persistence made these people feel refreshed.

From the moment I firmly believe that he is, to the moment I am hesitating, I am guessing whether this is true or false.

If what he said was true, then they would be in vain.

Spending so much energy on someone who is useless to you is not the result of being heartless, which makes others feel unwilling.

Gradually, someone said, "Since that's the case, then you can go with me and let you see what the real situation is?"

Someone needs this blood to save his life.

"It's not my business." He refused directly.

"Sir, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Don't you understand this principle?"

"I am not RH negative O-type blood, and it will be useless if I go there. Believe it or not, let it go."

He insisted on his own opinion, walked into the place where he was sleeping, and continued to hold the book he had just put down, and read it in his hand.

This action made it hard for others to say anything.

So, when I couldn't hold it, someone suggested, "How about telling Mr. Shen about the situation? What if this person is really what we are looking for, and it depends on the body and body, it will be very healthy and safe. There should be nothing wrong."

"Okay, very good, I agree with this."

As he said that, someone called.

Shen Zhiyu heard something and had some clues. Ninety percent of people who had the chance to meet the blood type would rather kill them by mistake than let them go.

"Wait, I'll come immediately."

On the phone, the voice was very decisive and straightforward.

They were all on the same ship. After a while, Shen Zhiyuxu appeared in front of him.

Faced with the situation in front of him, everyone put their last hope on Shen Zhiyu.

His words are authoritative, but if it were someone else, that wouldn't be the case.

"What's going on."

While speaking, Shen Zhiyu looked at the person sitting in his seat reading, and his dark eyebrows frowned in his eyes.

"Sir, this is our boss. If you have any curiosity, you can ask him and we will cooperate."

While speaking, he had already looked at the so-called boss.

The two of them looked at each other, but in comparison, there was no other difference compared to the cold eyes just now.

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