When I went to handle my discharge procedures, I unexpectedly ran into him and the doctor, who was frantically pushing a hospital bed down the corridor. The moment he caught sight of me, he turned away, pretending I wasn’t there. But I clearly heard the emergency doctor speaking urgently to the staff.
"Operating room 1, quickly arrange for RH negative blood! The patient has a ruptured corpus luteum with massive bleeding and urgently needs a blood transfusion!"
"What? There’s no stock?"
The emergency doctor hung up the phone and then rushed to inform Sebastian.
Just moments ago, he had completely ignored me, but now, he suddenly stopped, turned on his heel and ran straight toward me.
"Brianna, if you’re willing to donate blood for Eliza Irving, I don’t care about you following me!"
I froze.
"I’m not following you..."
"Enough with the excuses! Saving someone is more important!"
He seized my arm and yanked me toward the doctor.
"She’s RH negative; just draw her blood!"
I struggled with all my might, but my hand was firmly in his grasp. Unable to free myself, I couldn’t help but mock him, "Didn’t you say you didn’t know me? So, how do you know I’m the rare blood type?"