Looking at the "murder weapon" in Richard's hand, Gutas was full of vigilance, and asked in his mouth: "You...... What do you want to do?"

"Blood drawn. Richard said calmly, "I said it just now. ”

After speaking, Richard pulled away the small square table with food in front of Gutas and walked up to Gutas, holding the syringe and about to insert it into Gutas's arm.

Gutas raised his barely able arm and struck Richard hard, frantically struggling. He didn't know what Richard was in his hands, but he had a deep fear that he didn't want the sharp needle to penetrate his body.

Richard looked at Gutas, who was very uncooperative, raised his eyebrows, and the next moment his lips opened and closed slightly, and the brute force of the wind had been blessed on his body.

With a "snap", Richard grabbed Gutas's struggling arm and clamped it like an iron hoop. Under the gaze of Gutas's round eyes, he pierced the needle into the veins of Gutas's arm, and pulled the piston with one hand, drawing the blood out little by little.

After a few moments, Richard pulled out the needle, leaving a visible round hole in Gutas's arm.

Gutas was terrified, and felt that his whole body was a little cold, as if his soul had been drained away, and the pain in the wound was unbearable.

Looking down and taking a closer look, Gutas was a spirit, and couldn't help but be a little sluggish. Because he found that the round hole wound in the arm was not one at all, but three!

Yes, three!

The other two had been clotting for a long time, and he didn't know when it was caused.

This!

Richard ignored Gutas and dealt with it quickly after the blood draw.

Because the blood was drawn after Gutas had eaten, although most of the food had not yet had time to be digested, there were also some fast-digesting foods chylomicrons that were absorbed into the bloodstream, so the blood appeared to be somewhat cloudy and viscous.

And this is one of Richard's purposes: to test the blood status of Gutas in various states - the blood in the normal state has been drawn from the opponent's coma twice before and after, this time in an abnormal state.

Sampling, pushing, drying, dyeing, rinsing......

Richard used the blood drawn to quickly make a blood smear, which was observed, followed by some biochemical tests.

From Gutas's point of view, what he saw was Richard holding his blood, conducting all kinds of strange alchemy experiments, as if preparing to make his blood into something evil.

The more Gutas looked at it, the more frightened he became, and the cool air rose from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and he felt that he had confessed this time.

He panicked, he regretted it, he felt that coming here tonight was the biggest mistake at all. But...... It seems that there is no regret medicine to take.

So what? He's not going to die, is he?

Gutas thought about it for a long time, Richard had already finished the blood test, then turned around and walked towards Gutas with a syringe, and said in a loud voice: "Well, it's almost time, now for the next blood draw." ”

"No!" Gutas cried out at high speed, he already knew that he was powerless to break free, but it did not prevent him from shouting at Richard, "Get out, you evil wizard, get out, you filthy apothecary, get out of here, you ugly alchemist! Don't touch me, don't touch me! What the hell are you going to do with my blood? If you dare to draw blood from me again, I'll be done with you!"

Richard grabbed Gutas by the arm, ignored Gutas's cries, and stabbed the syringe in, quickly drawing enough blood to pull it out.

Patting Gutas on the shoulder, Richard reassured, "Don't be nervous, I'm just doing some experiments with your blood and collecting some data." Don't worry, there will be more blood draws in the future, just calm down. ”

When Gutas listened to Richard's words, he didn't calm down at all, on the contrary—his mentality was about to explode, and he yelled a little madly: "Get out, get out! Get out! Get out! Don't touch my blood! Don't touch my blood! Did you hear it?"

Of course Richard heard, and Richard was sure that Pandora, who was sleeping, heard it too. Because of Pandora, she was turning over on the bed, and she was breathing heavily through her nostrils - this was the expression after being disturbed to sleep.

Seeing Pandora's situation, Richard made a quick booing motion at Gutas and said, "Quiet, someone is sleeping, don't make her noisy." Otherwise...... Trust me, it won't turn out what you want!"

"I don't care!" Gutas ignored, "I want you to give me back my blood!"

Richard shook his head helplessly, in order to study quietly, in order to prevent Pandora from being quarreled and rampage, he found a rag from the side and stuffed it into Gutas's mouth.

"Mmmm......mmmm

Richard nodded with satisfaction, and was about to take the blood to prepare for the experiment, but as soon as he turned around, he heard the sound of Gutas behind him, spit out the rags, and shouted: "Don't try to gag me, you waste alchemist! I warn you, return my blood to me, and let me go, or I will make you regret it!"

Richard turned to look at Gutas.

Gutas glared and shouted, "Give it back!"

Richard shook his head lightly, showing a somewhat helpless expression, walked over to Gutas, picked up the rags stained with dust and saliva on the ground, and unceremoniously stuffed Gutas into his mouth again.

"Mmmm......mmmm

This time Gutas struggled even more, and before Richard could turn around, he spit out the rags again in front of Richard, and said with a bit of pride and demonstration: "Boy, give me back the blood, let me go! Otherwise, I will make a noise to death here! With the rags alone, I can't stop my mouth, I can't stop it!"

Richard sighed.

Just a simple cloth can't stop a person's mouth.

In fact, like in some film and television works on the modern earth, if you stuff a cloth ball into a person's mouth, it will be easily spit out. No matter how tightly stuffed it is, the result is the same.

This is because, when the cloth is stuffed, the tongue in the human mouth will automatically shrink and press against the end of the cloth, leaving a certain gap in the mouth. When the cloth is stuffed, the tongue is topped, the tongue muscles and cheek muscles are squeezed, and the cloth can be easily spit out.

And the solution to this problem is simple, just hold your tongue down.

Richard understood the situation, in fact, Seb didn't really want to gag Gutas's mouth just now, just let the other party calm down.

But since the other party is so uncooperative, it has to really plug the other party.

With a soft click, Richard placed the syringe on the small square table next to him, then reached out and picked up the spoon on the square table next to him, and bent down to pick up the rags on the ground that were full of dust and saliva.

Reaching out and widening the mouth that Gutas was screaming, he put the spoon in, pressed it against his tongue, pressed it to the bottom of his mouth, and shoved the rag hard.

Finally, the spoon was drawn, and Richard picked up the syringe on the small square table, and walked to the long table to the side without looking back to conduct the experiment.

Gutas, tied to a chair behind him, blushed and tried to spit out the rags as he had done twice, but ...... It simply can't be done.

"Hmm...... Hmm!"

Gutas couldn't scream anymore, the room fell silent, Pandora on the bed breathed quietly, and went to sleep satisfied.

As Gutas watched Richard continue his experiments, he was desperate and dead, feeling completely unable to resist.

Stared at Richard, watched, his eyelids were a little heavy, and he fell asleep like Pandora. But the next moment, as soon as his eyes were closed, there was a "sting" sound, and a burning stinging pain arose from his elbow, which woke him up.