Chapter 913 The Chickens Come Home to Roost
“Listen to me. I had really nothing to do with that fire back then. Jensen told the warden to slander me. Ask him when he wakes up if you don’t believe me.”
“That is enough!” Kisa flung his hand away in disgust, shaking her head in disbelief, her face filled with hatred and disappointment. “I can’t believe that you still want to frame him after you have caused so much harm to him. Just how wicked are you?”
‘She says I’m wicked? How familiar! Just like how I used to say the same thing to her in the same tone of voice and expression. The chickens have come home to roost. It is a punishment handed down by God.’
And no matter how badly they both argued, Mia still sat motionless in her chair, her hands staked on the seat clenched into fists, with traces of blood oozing out of them. Her body was tense, and she stared unblinkingly at the emergency room doors.
The doors to the emergency room finally opened, and Mia immediately stood up. Perhaps she had sat for too long. Her legs were stiff. As she got up too rapidly, she could not get her feet straight and almost fell over.
The person who came out was Kelvin. Kisa hurried up to meet him.
“How is Jensen doing?”
“I will talk to you later.” Kelvin looked anxiously at Gilbert. “Jensen has lost too much blood. We need to give him a transfusion immediately, but the hospital’s blood bank doesn’t have enough blood, and it is too late to transfer blood from other places.”
“What is his blood type?” Gilbert asked.
“Type B.”
Gilbert seemed relieved. He stepped forth and rolled up his sleeve. “Take mine. Mine is Type B.”
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