Clearly, having no time for such nonsense, Caesar snatched the man by the collar, his cold green eyes boring down at him. "Will you say something? Or should I make you?"
The doctor shivered at the coldness of his tone, his throat bumping as he swallowed hard. "S-supreme alpha, she is a bit out of critical danger, but...she needs a blood donation. She is short on blood and-"
"And where can we get this?!" Caesar questioned.
The doctor blinked rapidly. "Well, from her family members. But they have to possess the same blood type."
"She doesn't have any family that is alive! What else can be done?" Caesar's face wrinkled into a deep frown. He was furious and restless, and the man was just making it worse.
"W-well… I am not sure. You could give her yours, but...I wouldn't advise it at all." The doctor shook his head.
Caesar raised a brow at him. "What do you mean by that?"