“Last vial?” Grace leaned back in her chair, gripping the arms of it with her other hand, trying not to faint from all the blood extracted from her.
“Yes, Miss.”
She released a huge sigh of relief. "God, finally.”
“Drink some water first, Grace.” She gratefully accepted the glass of water from Kenneth, gulping it down in one go as the guy in front of her continued to extract the remaining amount of blood that they needed.
The blood extraction today was awfully slow. All they had at their disposal was a normal sized syringe which could only hold 3 ml. Their resources were quickly running out since the testing trial began and the next shipment of their resources wouldn't be until the following month.
Each vial had to hold at least 45 ml of blood. With only fifteen vials left to fill, G
