My Husband’s “Work Wife” Is Just a SISTER? Let Me Teach Her How Family Trees Work novel Chapter 39

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Luna picked up the syringe, frowned, and pushed the needle into her vein.

Everyone praised her selfless kindness. Ethan’s eyes were filled with nothing but tender concern.

Only I noticed the few tiny, scabbed over needle marks on her fair skin. The telltale signs of long-term, improper injections. Irrefutable proof she carried the virus.

After about half a blood bag was drawn, Luna began to feel dizzy, swaying unsteadily.

Ethan quickly pulled the needle from her arm and gathered her into a careful embrace.

Luna insisted on standing, tears glistening in her eyes. “Don’t try to stop me. I’m finishing this.” Her body wavered again.

Watching her clumsy performance, I had a good idea what she was planning.

Sure enough, a girl spoke up the next second. “Luna shouldn’t have to do this alone! Ethan needs more. We should all pitch in, every little bit helps!”

Her words were met with immediate agreement.

“Yeah, let’s just use the same one! It’s fine, we’re not like some people who only care about heself. We’ll go

one after another.”

“Exactly! If Luna’s brave enough, so are we. It’s just a little blood, anyway. This is what real friendship looks like.”

Listening to their impassioned, noble declarations, I almost laughed aloud.

What wonderful friends. Even willing to share a syringe used by an AIDS patient. Sharing the virus too, I see.

This lifetime, they would finally achieve their wish of “shared fate.”

When the doctor entered and saw a student pick up the used needle, about to jab it into their own arm, she rushed to stop them. “Have you all lost your minds? Stop! You can’t all use the same needle, do you even know what cross-contamination means?!”

Instead of being alarmed, the students scowled.

“What kind of doctor talks like that? Don’t put that on us, we’re all clean! How would we get infected?”

“Stay out of it. If Ethan misses the competition because of you, that’s on you!”

“You’re probably working with Chloe, trying to screw him over from the start.”

Their barrage of scorn left the doctor pale. She stamped her foot, eyes reddening, and ran out of the lounge.

Once she was gone, the students resumed their bloodletting.

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One. Two. Three…

I stood outside the circle, watching that lethal syringe, amid cheers of “friendship,” pierce the skin of one person after another.

Each donation was a potential death sentence.

The blood bag filled quickly.

But then, Luna suddenly held the syringe out toward me. “Your turn, Chloe.”

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