Waning Moon

Three years ago, he ran rampant in Africa, undeniably the King of Soldier Kings. Three years later, he returned to the city, carless, houseless, and constantly in trouble. 
Applying to be a security guard at a company, switching from the battlefield to the office, he's low key, clever, with depth. Even security guards can have their moment in the spring.
Every time someone asked him, why are you always the unlucky one?
Basil Jaak would shyly say, it's just because I'm too obviously handsome!
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Close body King of Soldiers

After donating a bag of blood, Dawn Sutton's complexion had significantly improved, but, after examining her, the doctor found that she was still anemic and needed another bag of blood. 


"Take mine again!" Basil Jaak offered his left hand without hesitation. 


The doctor hesitated, saying, "Young man, you've already donated one bag of blood. If we take another, I fear... your body might not be able to handle it." 


Jaak shook his head, "It's fine. My body is sturdy. Don't worry about a bag of blood, I could even donate two more without any problem. Doctor, don't hesitate. With every passing second, the patient is at increased risk." 


With Jaak's determined stance, the doctor had to relent. "Alright, but if you feel unwell during the blood draw, you must notify the nurse so she can stop." 


Jaak responded with a smile, "I understand." 


Jaak sat back down on the chair, this time offering his left arm. The nurse was the same, preparing for the blood draw. 


Chapter 138: Please Pick Me_1