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Chapter 742 Wesley, who was standing next to Shea, interjected and said, “Is a pint all they need?”
Chad frowned and said bitterly, “It’s easier said than done! Even if we find someone whose blood is a match for
Robert, we could get at most a little over a pint from them. Mike already found close to half a pint from someone in
Bridgedale. We’re still over half a pint short.”
Shea’s chest rose and fell rapidly after hearing his words.
“Do we just need a little over half a pint of blood to save Robert now?”
“That’s right, but it won’t be easy to find. Not that many people have this blood type to begin with, and the donor
needs to be an adult between the ages of 18 and 55…”
Shea grabbed Wesley’s arm, then said to Chad, “Wesley and I will go look for it.”
Chad was confused, then said, “Go home and get some rest, Shea. You don’t need to worry about this. It’s already
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtdark outside. If there’s any information on a source, we’ll be the first to find out.”
He understood that Shea wanted to help, but he was always the person who needed to be protected. If nothing
goes wrong with her, then that would be the greatest help to everyone.
Shea obediently nodded her head, then dragged Wesley away without another word.
Avery was hugging Elliot as she watched Wesley and Shea leave.
“I know why you’re crying, Elliot.” Her voice was calm and low. “It’s because of Shea, right?”
She was the one who carried out brain surgery on Shea the last two times.
Wesley was the one who handled the pre-op check-up, but he had also once brought it up to Avery. He said that
Shea’s blood type was special, and that it would be extremely dangerous if she overbled during surgery. That was
why she was especially careful during the operation.
Elliot glanced at her with a pained expression on his face.
“Shea has the same blood type as Robert, right?” Avery said softly. “You said you couldn’t protect anyone because
you want to let Shea donate her blood to Robert, but can’t bring yourself to do it, right?”
She guessed everything that was on his mind correctly.
Elliot forgot about asking her how she knew Shea’s blood type, because he was more concerned with choice right
now.
“Don’t cry, Elliot,” Avery choked as tears escaped the corner of her eyes. “Even if we can’t
save Robert, I would never ask Shea to donate her blood. There’s no guarantee that Robert would survive even if
we had that blood, but we know for sure that something bad would happen if Shea donated her blood. We can’t
possibly exchange a life for a life.”
Once they were out of the hospital, Shea told Wesley what she was thinking.
“Take my blood, Wesley! They just need a little over half a pint to save Robert now,” she said with raised brows
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCMWIBW>b eyes filled with joy. “If I could save Robert, I’d be so happy.”
Wesley released his arm from her grip.
His expression was cold and his voice was stern as he snapped, “Do you know what you’re talking about right now?
You can’t donate blood again! Even a regular person needs a downtime of six months!”
“Robert will die if I don’t give him my blood.” Then, Shea said cheerfully, “You just need to take my blood and give it
to Robert. It’s not like I’ll die.”
“How do you know you won’t die?” Wesley retorted. “What if you do?”
Shea blinked, pondered the question for a moment, then said, “As long as I can save Robert, it’s fine even if I die.”
She thought of her brother’s sobbing face and felt a stabbing pain in her heart.
Elliot was miserable because of Robert’s illness. He would be in more pain if Robert died.
Wesley’s eyes filled with tears at the sound of her answer.
“If I was the one who was sick, and my brother could save me, I know he would.” Shea grabbed his arm once again
and said, “He was always protecting me, but I haven’t been able to do anything for him. Now that I have a chance
to help, I won’t be scared even if I die.” “Go see your brother! I won’t draw your blood,” Wesley refused.
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