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At this moment, Camila Walker seemed to be deep in thought. She was taken aback by the doctor’s abrupt question, quickly raising her gaze, appearing somewhat flustered, “What? I…

She mumbled for a second, and after some silence, she said, “I, I’m not either.’

What scared her the most was the prospect of a transfusion – she would rather die than go through with something like that!

Even though Camila Walker wasn’t type B, she was, in fact, type O, which could be transfused to a type B recipient. But the thought of the terrifying needle piercing her skin made her deny she was O-type at all cost!

At this, Vivian Ferguson was utterly desperate. Her hands and feet were in chaos for a moment, and the tears she had previously forced back finally spilled out, her face full of worry!

“What to do… what to do now…”

“I am B-type.” At that moment, a voice came from behind them.

Everyone turned towards the sound and looked surprised at who had spoken.

Hadn’t she left?

Indeed, Emily Walker had left. However, when the door to the emergency room was pushed open, she stopped at the corner, wanting to know about Baron Stuart’s condition, and hid, listening to what the doctor was saying.

Her words made both Vivian Ferguson and Bella Stuart pause. Even Camila Walker, standing off to the side, looked at her in disbelief.

“You’re B-type?” The doctor asked eagerly when he saw her approach.

Emily Walker nodded, “Yes.”

“Come with me!” With that, the doctor quickly marched Emily Walker towards the emergency room!

Vivian Ferguson and the others snapped back to reality only when the door to the emergency room was closed once again.

“Mother…” Bella Stuart wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and looked at her mother.

Now there’s hope for her brother!

Vivian Ferguson stared blankly in the direction of the emergency room, her expression thoughtful.

In the ER, a doctor was performing a blood check on Emily Walker.

“Miss, you are anemic. Insisting on blood transfusion could have an impact on your health.”

After the examination, the doctor found that this girl before him was indeed anemic. If she insisted on donating 400ml of blood, it might cause certain harm to her body.

“I’ll be fine. Saving lives is what’s important!” Emily looked at the man lying on the surgery table opposite her, her heart unsettled, filled with fear.

He was lying here, all because of her.

If she hadn’t suddenly mentioned going to the hospital, he would not have given her a lift. If he didn’t give her a lift, none of this would have happened.

At the root of it all, even if she had to give all of her blood, it was what she owed him.

Seeing her insistence, the doctor, faced with such a critical issue, glanced at her and reluctantly decided only to take 200ml of blood. At least it would serve to save the person on the operation table.

But if too much was withdrawn, it could lead to a sudden blood loss shock which would be a problem.

However, in the end, due to Emily’s insistence, the doctor collected 300ml of blood.

Emily lay quietly on the hospital bed, watching her blood slowly flow from the transfusion tube into the opposite bed’s man, feeling an inexplicable smile at the corner of her mouth. Gradually it became a mix of joy and bitterness.

Because she was anemic, the transfusion process was relatively slow. Only after nearly an hour did Emily leave the operating table.

After taking a deep look at the man lying on the hospital bed, with his eyes tightly closed, she left the room with a pale face.

Her colorless face caused Bella Stuart and Vivian Ferguson to gasp noticeably.

The way she was now and how she was before entering the room were like two different people.

“You… Are you okay?” Bella Stuart approached her, her pale complexion was too startling..