Chapter 917 So Vicious It’s Disgusting
She trudged to the window, then took out her cigarette pack and lighter with trembling hands. It was late at night, and no one would care that she was smoking in the hospital. She lit a cigarette and had just taken a drag when Peter, dressed in a protective suit, came out of the emergency room.
Kisa hurriedly went up to him. “How’s it going?”
Peter shook his head. “They are still trying to revive him. Everyone looks so serious. I don’t know how the situation is.”
Mia leaned against the wall and was somewhat feeble. She held the cigarette tightly and said nothing.
Kisa was worried about Peter’s condition as he had just donated blood, so she
helped him to sit on a chair so he could rest for a while, but Peter frowned and shook off her hand. “What are you doing?” As he said that, he glanced at Jolina, but Jolina did not look at him at all.
“You have just had a blood transfusion, so go rest for a while,” Kisa said.
“No, I didn’t have a blood transfusion,” Peter said and hurriedly explained, “Please don’t misunderstand that I didn’t want to donate my blood to Jensen. It was just that Gilbert didn’t let me.”
“What do you mean?” Kisa furrowed her eyebrows, and her voice went cold. “He wants Jensen dead. So he didn’t allow you to donate blood to Jensen, right? So, his volunteering to donate blood to Jensen is also a lie, isn’t it?”
No sooner had Kisa said with indignation than Gilbert emerged from the emergency room with a pale face. While the emergency room door was closing, about shutting out the serious and urgent scene inside, Mia stretched her neck, trying to get a glimpse of the situation inside, but saw nothing.
Kisa glowered at Gilbert. “Why are you faking it if you don’t want to save Jensen? What makes you think you can stop others from donating blood to Jensen?”
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