Grasping Lu Zixun by the neck, Wang Duli repeated his point, and upon seeing Lu Zixun nodding repeatedly, only then did he release his grip.
"All right then, once we find blood that matches your girlfriend's blood type..."
Lu Zixun, who casually referred to Chen Jiu with more familiarity, suddenly felt a murderous intent from Lin Siyin and hurriedly corrected himself with an awkward smile.
"Once we find blood compatible with your girlfriend's blood type, we can begin."
Out of the corner of his eye, seeing Lin Siyin's satisfied nod, Lu Zixun finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Upon hearing this, Mu Tianzi stood up and began to make phone calls, apparently to contact people.
Previously, Lu Zixun hadn't understood Wang Duli's meaning, thinking that all of Chen Jiu's blood needed to be replaced.
Even if a blood transfusion was possible, wouldn't there be a risk of rejection, since it wasn't his own blood?
That was the issue Lu Zixun was concerned about.