"How's the bags?" A man in a white laboratory gown asked.
"Exposed, Doc. The bags weren't supposed to be delivered yet, but many customers complained about our system, so."
"It means-" he immediately nodded his head.
"Those bags of their blood won't supply their oxygen needs, that also means death of thousands, again. "
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