Chapter 1366
The ER doors swung shut, the bright red letters spelling out “EMERGENCY” casting an ominous glow.
Thalassa slumped to the ground, her heart wrenching painfully, her breaths coming in heavy, labored gasps as if the entire sky above her head had turned to darkness.
Her hands, propped against the cold floor, were covered in blood. It was a shocking sight, the crimson smears tugging at her heartstrings with a stinging, blinding pain.
Trembling breaths caused tears to fall one by one, and as she shakily lifted a hand, her tear-blurred eyes saw nothing but the dark red of blood.
All of it belonged to Lysander.
Back in the ambulance, the medics had used cotton to staunch Lysander’s bleeding, but the cotton quickly reddened, and the blood from his wounds seemed to flow incessantly.
Images of Lysander in the ambulance flashed through Thalassa’s mind, her heart squeezing in sharp pain.
Down the hallway in front of the ER, a nurse dashed toward the doors, nearly tripping over Thalassa, who was sitting on the floor.
Luckily, the nurse managed to stop just in time. She was carrying an armful of medical supplies, which almost spilled onto the floor in her abrupt halt but were steadied just in
time.
Looking down at Thalassa with a start, the nurse blurted out, “Miss, there’s a first aid room not far from here. You should get yourself cleaned up. I’ve got to deliver these supplies to the patient inside the ER; I can’t help you there. If you can stand, you’ll need to make your own way.”
With that, the nurse hurried off toward the emergency room.
Struggling to her feet, Thalassa tried to follow the nurse into the ER. She wanted to see how Lysander was doing.
But as she barely steadied herself, the nurse had already entered the ER, closing the door behind her.
That door once again severed the distance between her and Lysander.
It was like the separations in their lives: the first was because Lysander hated her, the second because she hated him.
But now, she didn’t want to hate him. She just wished for him to survive, to live unscathed. As long as he was alive, she would do anything he asked, never resisting him again.
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Chapter 1366
Barely standing, Thalassa leaned on the glass door, trying to see inside.
Though the ER doors were made of glass, she could see nothing.
As she strained to look, the door suddenly swung open from the inside, causing her to stagger, nearly falling over.
The nurse who opened the door quickly steadied Thalassa by the shoulders and said urgently, “Who are you to the patient? He’s lost a lot of blood and urgently needs a transfusion.”
“Take mine, I’m type B!” Thalassa said with urgency and a panic-stricken gaze.
She extended her arm, offering her blood to the nurse.
Understanding her desperate desire to save a life, the nurse regretfully informed her of the harsh reality.
“The patient is type AB; our hospital is short on that blood type.”
“What?” Thalassa’s head spun with dizziness, fearing that Lysander might suddenly pass
away.
At that moment, her mind was a whirlwind of chaos.
“Think! Does he have any relatives? Get them here to donate blood, quick!”
Tears streaming down her face, Thalassa pleaded, “I don’t have my phone with me. Could you please lend me yours?”
Her voice quivered with urgency, her eyes begging for help.
“Calm down; I’ll lend you my phone. Wait here, let me clean your hands first.” The nurse led Thalassa out, holding a tray with a bottle of iodine on it.
She instructed Thalassa to stretch out her hands. Seeing them smeared with blood made the nurse’s own hands go numb with worry.
Eager to make the call, Thalassa cooperated and extended her bloodied hands.
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