"Investigating," said Jaidyn, trying his best to suppress his anger.
"I will preside the investigation, you, good- tor-nothing!"
The caller sounded more furious than Jaidyn did.
Then, the conversation ended.
"Fu*k!" Jaidyn smashed his phone with his teeth gnashed.
He was anxious too!
He promised himself that he would give the boss behind the scene the he*L
It was a suicide attack. The troublemaker died halfway to the hospital.
The clue seemed to cut off from there.
On the other side, Maurice, who got the news too, locked himself in a dim room. In front of him, hundreds of monitors were displaying what was happening on different roads.
Maurice narrowed his eyes and stared at the monitors attentively. It was his last wish to miss any suspicious pictures.
The assistant arrived at the hospital.
He was worried about Adrian.
No one could tell what is in Adrian's mind, as he was expressionless, and his eyes were bloodshot and misty.
Like a statute, he stood silently at the door of the operation room.
As time went by, the door in front of him seemed to be closed forever. Nobody came out or went in.
Suddenly, two nurses opened the door and ran out at one o'clock in the morning.
"Patient's family! Patient's family!"
"Yes!"
This was the first word that Adrian said throughout the night.
"What is your blood type?"
"0."
"Come with me. I'm afraid the blood bank is short of blood."
A nurse pulled Adrian away by the hand. However, she withdrew her hand the moment she touched his hand.
She looked back to Adrian, who stared forward coldly.
The nurse was astonished by both Adrian's handsome face and his ice-cold hand.
It was hot summer, but Adrian was as cold as ice.
The nurse tried to shake off her curiosity and focus on her mission.
Suddenly, Adrian snatched the paper from the nurse and swept it over with twisted eyebrows.
Then, he rushed to the blood sampling room alone.
By the time the nurse arrived, blood was being drawn out of Adrian.
Now, Adrian waited for the result of blood grouping.
Five minutes later, he got a positive response.
"Get as much as you can."
The blood flew out of his arms, and Adrian's eyebrows twisted closely.
The nurse stopped drawing when there were 500 ML of blood. And another nurse sent the blood to the operation room instantly.
"Get more. I am afraid that more will be needed."
The nurse in the blood sampling room shot a glance at Adrian and draw again.
Another 500 ML were drawn out, but Adrian was still expressionless.
"More. Aleigha need it."
Adrian stared at his own arms and said coldly.
He would love to die for Aleigha, and his blood was a trifle.
After some hesitation, the nurse started again but stopped at the amount of 30ML.
"Why dO you stop?"
"Sir, this is the limit, or you will suffer."
"Go on, draw more, and one more drop will do her good."
Adrian sounded hoarse, or even, a sob.
The nurse was moved by Adrian, and her eyes turned red.
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