Racing all the way, Damien Vaughn and Cecelia Archer brought Candy to the emergency department of Vaughn Hospital.
Cecelia explained the situation to the doctor.
The girl had a rare blood type and a coagulation disorder. She needed a transfusion right away.
As soon as the doctor entered Candy’s name into the system, he remembered.
’Isn’t this the girl who had a hemolytic reaction after President Vaughn’s transfusion?’
’What a coincidence.’
The last time she was brought in, the hospital’s supply of her rare blood type was critically low. Today, the stock was insufficient again.
A patient with the same rare blood type had come in early this morning after a car accident. That single patient had used over two thousand milliliters.
Damien Vaughn exploded with rage. "How do you people run this place? Every time we come, you say the blood supply is critical. Do you even want your jobs?"
The doctor explained, "This blood type is extremely rare to begin with, so we don’t keep a large stock. With so many car accident victims every day... we can’t help it, President Vaughn..."
"Cut the crap! Take my blood! I have the same blood type as her. Hurry up!"
The doctor was speechless.
Cecelia remembered, too.
The last time Damien gave Candy a transfusion, she’d had a hemolytic reaction.
’Even though I still don’t know why, Damien can’t be the one.’
"No, you can’t use his blood."
"Just focus on stopping the bleeding for now! Put in an emergency request for a transfer! You can’t use his blood!"
’Why?’
Damien grabbed Cecelia’s hand, about to ask why his blood couldn’t be used, when Gwen Morgan rushed over in a panic.
"Damien! I finally found you! You have to go see your grandfather, he’s in critical condition! He collapsed and coughed up a lot of blood!"
"What? When did this happen?"
"Just now, on the rooftop. He collapsed right after you left. The doctors are trying to save him, and they need a family member to sign some forms. You need to go over there, quickly!"
Hearing how serious the situation with his grandfather was, Cecelia also urged Damien to go.
"You should go. I’m here with Candy. Your grandfather is the priority."
Damien couldn’t bring himself to leave Candy and Cecelia, but he couldn’t abandon his grandfather either.
He squeezed Cecelia’s hand tightly.
"Call me the second anything happens. I’ll be back as soon as I can."
"I know."
"I’m going, then."
"Okay."
Damien looked down at the unconscious Candy and quickly planted a kiss on her cheek.
"Let’s go!"
Gwen Morgan was stunned.
Racing to the door of his grandfather’s trauma room like a gust of wind, Damien asked a nurse about his condition, signed the consent forms, and started calling his second and third uncles.
"Grandfather isn’t well. He’s at the hospital, and they’re trying to save him now. You two need to get over here right away."
Then, for the first time in his life, he looked at Gwen Morgan with gratitude in his eyes.
"I owe you for today. I’ll remember everything you’ve done for me. I’m sorry to make you wait, but please stay here for a bit. I’m going to go check on them, and I’ll be back once things have stabilized."
"Damien..."
Just a moment ago, she’d been upset about how he’d defended Cecelia, but the next second, meeting his heartfelt gaze, Gwen Morgan felt her head spin again.
She clutched his arm, unwilling to let go. "I..."
Damien knew what she wanted to say.
At this moment, he finally realized how much he had wronged her.
He reached out, patted her on the shoulder, and said with genuine sincerity,

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