Chapter 1268
The two nurses were momentarily stunned, then regained theirposure. “You have B-type
blood?”
“Yes,” Riley confirmed.
“Thene with us. But before donating, you’ll need to undergo blood tests,” one of the nurses
said.
Riley nodded in understanding.
When Riley followed one of the nurses to the blood-drawing station, there were already some
doctors and nurses inside. A few of them were holding cotton balls, pressing them against their
arms, indicating they had just given blood.
Riley rolled up the sleeve of her left arm, revealing her forearm, while her right hand was still
wearing a glove.
Because of the absence of a finger on her right hand, Riley had unconsciously developed the habit
of wearing gloves these days.
Warm blood was drawn from her arm through a tube, and the results came out 15 minutester.
Due to the child needing aplete blood transfusion during every seizure, the blood required was
substantial. Three medical staff members present were also donating blood. Upon hearing that
Riley was only passing by and decided to donate blood upon learning about the urgent need for the
child, they couldn’t help but praise her.
“Fewer people like you exist these days.”
“If most people are willing to donate blood voluntarily, the blood bank wouldn’t be in crisis every
year.”
Riley smiled faintly, “Helping those in need feels good.”
If her blood could really save a child, she would consider her life, saved by Nichs, to have a
greater purpose
Soon, the results of the tests were out, and Riley was arranged by the three nurses to start donating
blood.
Watching her blood flow into the stic blood bag through the
transparent tube, Riley slowly closed her eyes, hoping that the child
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would be fine.
A child so young needing aplete blood transfusion indicated a severe illness.
Yet all she could do was this.
“Ms. Summer, if you feel ufortable in any way, please let us know. Due to the urgency of the
situation, the amount of blood we’ll be drawing today will be a bit more. We’ll keep it within the
normal range, but you might feel fatigued in the next few days,” a nurse said.
“Alright, I understand,” Riley replied.
Blood continued to flow out of her body, and she felt a bit trance-like.
It was as if she had returned to that car ident, where Nichs had shielded her with his body.
The warm blood had dripped down Nichs’s forehead and onto her face and body.
She feared she would never forget that feeling.
Riley didn’t know how much time had passed, but the blood donation was finallypleted.
A nurse handed her an envelope. “This is some money from the patient’s father. He is very grateful
for your help today.”
“No need. I didn’t donate blood for a reward,” Riley declined politely.
“We certainly know that you didn’t donate blood for a reward, but this is the gratitude from the
patient’s family. Moreover, after donating blood, you also need to buy some supplements to
replenish your body. Even f regr blood donations, there are basic allowances,” the nurse said,
cing the envelope beside Riley. “Just ept this envelope with peace mind.”
“How about you help me return it to the patient’s family?” Riley suggested.
“Well…” the nurse looked troubled, “If something has been given away, it’s unlikely to be taken
back.”
“In that case, can you tell me where the patient’s family is? I can return it to them myself,” Riley
continued.
“That might not be convenient. Without their consent, we can’t disclose their information,” the nurse
exined.
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Riley fell silent.
Just then, another nurse collected the blood bag, and Riley faintly heard a voiceing from the
adjacent room, “Hurry and take it to the 12th floor.”
“The 12th floor? Was the child in need of blood on the 12th floor?” Riley spected in her mind.
After giving blood, she couldn’t leave immediately; she needed to rest on-site for 30 minutes. If
there were no adverse reactions, only then
could she leave.
After 30 minutes, Riley left the blood-drawing station with the envelope in her hand.
In this hospital, there was only one building with 12 floors, which was the inpatient department.
Riley decided to go to the inpatient department and take the elevator to the 12th floor. She nned
to inquire at the nurses’ station to see if she could find the patient’s family and return the envelope
to them.
However, as she approached the 12th floor and walked through the corridor, she bumped into
Zephyring out of a doctor’s office.
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He was apanied by several doctors who seemed to be discussing something with him.
“Mr. Scott, this blood transfusion is just a temporary measure. It’s safest for the child to receive
blood from their biological mother. The child’s body is most receptive to the biological mother’s
blood,” a doctor exined.
Zephyr’s face turned cold. At the current rate, even if Harriet were to be released without charge, it
would still take some time.
At the fastest pace, it would take a month. If it took longer…
In that case, Hendrick might suffer even more.
Although he felt nothing for Harriet, even witnessing her miserable fate, he wouldn’t feel any pity.
But for his only son, he did have feelings.
Somehow, every time he faced his son, something deep inside him would be touched.
So, he was willing to pay any price to save Hendrick. Even if Harriet was
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indeed guilty, he would make her innocent!
Suddenly, Zephyr seemed to sense something and abruptly stopped, his gaze shifting towards
Riley’s direction.
When he saw Riley’s figure, his body stiffened.
Clearly, he hadn’t expected to encounter her in a ce like this!
But then, his eyes fell on the red envelope she was holding, and he narrowed his eyes.
This envelope… if he wasn’t mistaken, it should be the one he had sent to the four people who
donated blood for Hendrick, as a token of appreciation.
He thought, “But now, why is Riley holding this envelope? Can it be…”
Zephyr walked straight towards Riley, his eyes fixed on her. “What, are you donating blood today
too?” he said.
Riley blinked, looked at the envelope, then back at Zephyr, recalling the words she had heard
earlier. “Is the child who needed a blood transfusion today your child?”
“Yes, did you regret it? If you had known it was my child who needed a blood transfusion, you
probably wouldn’t have volunteered to donate blood,” Zephyr said.
Earlier, he had heard from the doctors that someone who wasn’t affiliated with the hospital had
overheard that the child needed B-type blood and had voluntarily decided to donate blood, not even
knowing the child’s identity.
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