Chapter 5 Blood Type——17

"I'll be coming around with a dropper of water to prepare your cards, so please don't start until I get to you."
“我会走过来用一滴水去预制你的卡片，所以别等到我走到你旁边之前先别开始。”

He began at Mike's table again, carefully putting one drop of water in each of the four squares.
他从Mike的桌子开始，小心的在每个四方形角上滴水。

"Then I want you to carefully prick your finger with the lancet…"
“然后我想让你用小刀小心的刺破你的手指...”

He grabbed Mike's hand and jabbed the spike into the tip of Mike's middle finger.
然后他抓起Mike的手，然后用尖头戳了Mike的中指。

Oh no. Clammy moisture broke out across my forehead.
哦，不。我的前额上开始渗出粘湿的冷汗。

"Put a small drop of blood on each of the prongs."
“在每个尖头都滴一小滴血。”

He demonstrated, squeezing Mike's finger till the blood flowed. I swallowed convulsively, my stomach heaving.
他一边演示，一边抓着Mike的手指直到血流下来。我痉挛性地咽了口水，胃里一阵沉重。

"And then apply it to the card," he finished, holding up the dripping red card for us to see. I closed my eyes, trying to hear through the ringing in my ears.
“然后把它滴到卡上，” 他完成了，拿起浸染成红色的卡给我们看。我闭上了眼睛，试图无视耳中的嗡嗡声，继续听课。

 

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