Chapitre 36: He Is Not Good For You

"But what?" Ezekiel growled, taking a step forward and holding onto the doctor's collar. His voice echoed through the corridor, his eyes burning with fury as he stared down the doctor, who trembled under his grip.

Callum sighed and took a step forward. "Let him complete," he murmured, releasing the doctor from his master's grip. Yes, it was frustrating that the doctor wasn't getting to the point, but they needed to keep calm.

"He had lost too much blood," the doctor stammered. "We needed more blood, but the hospital had no stock of his type since it was a black day and there had been too many accidents. His blood type is AB negative, which is quite rare, and we couldn't find it in our current stock."

Everyone in the corridor stepped forward, saying, "Take mine!" "Take mine!"