Reborn Through Fire By Kazuya Higan Chapter 917


    Chapter 917 So Vicious It’s Disgusting


    She trudged to the window, then took out her cigarette pack and lighter with trembling hands. It was


    late at night, and no one would care that she was smoking in the hospital. She lit a cigarette and had


    just taken a drag when Peter, dressed in a protective suit, came out of the emergency room.


    Kisa hurriedly went up to him. “How’s it going?”


    Peter shook his head. “They are still trying to revive him. Everyone looks so serious. I don’t know how


    the situation is.”


    Mia leaned against the wall and was somewhat feeble. She held the cigarette tightly and said nothing.


    Kisa was worried about Peter’s condition as he had just donated blood, so she


    helped him to sit on a chair so he could rest for a while, but Peter frowned and shook off her hand.


    “What are you doing?” As he said that, he nced at Jolina, but Jolina did not look at him at all.


    “You have just had a blood transfusion, so go rest for a while,” Kisa said.


    “No, I didn’t have a blood transfusion,” Peter said and hurriedly exined, “Please don’t misunderstand


    that I didn’t want to donate my blood to Jensen. It was just that Gilbert didn’t let me.”


    “What do you mean?” Kisa furrowed her eyebrows, and her voice went cold. “He wants Jensen dead.


    So he didn’t allow you to donate blood to Jensen, right? So, his volunteering to donate blood to Jensen


    is also a lie, isn’t it?”


    No sooner had Kisa said with indignation than Gilbert emerged from the emergency room with a pale


    face. While the emergency room door was closing, about shutting out the serious and urgent scene


    inside, Mia stretched her neck, trying to get a glimpse of the situation inside, but saw nothing.


    Kisa glowered at Gilbert. “Why are you faking it if you don’t want to save Jensen? What makes you


    think you can stop others from donating blood to Jensen?”


    Peter got a little anxious when he heard. He tugged at her sleeve. “It is not like that. Don’t say anything


    first.”


    Kisa brushed his hand away. “What not like that? Wasn’t he the one who stopped you from donating


    blood to Jensen?” She nced with hateful eyes at Gilbert. “You are really so vicious it is disgusting!”


    Gilbert was leaning against the wall by the doorway, his face as pale as paper, and he


    looked as if he couldn’t stand up. There were a fewrge needle holes in his wrists, which were


    particrly sticking out. Gilbert saw her abhorrence of him and suddenlyughed bitterly and sadly and


    slowly asked, “Am I really that evil in your eyes now?”


    “Isn’t that so?” Kisa sneered.


    Peter wanted to say something, but Gilbert suddenly waved to stop him and looked at the bitter face of


    Kisa.


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    “Don’t worry. I will donate as much blood to Jensen as he needs, even if it drains all of


    my blood. As long as he is safe and you are happy, I don’t care if I die. So, are you happy?”


    However, she was not the slightest bit impressed, no matter what Gilbert said. She just sneered and


    mocked him. “Gilbert, why do you have to pretend here? Isn’t this the oue you want to see? Who


    are you doing this for? Get out of my sight! I don’t want to see you for a second.” She really hated him


    now, wanting to kill him.


    Gilbert smiled at her–a smile with a dash of sultry resentment. “Do you really despise me like that?”


    “Yes.”


    Her utter disdain was like a knifecerating him. He took a deep breath, straightened up, and slowly


    walked down the aisle. “Okay, I will leave… as you wish.”


    But just as his voice trailed off, he copsed limply toward the ground.