Reborn, I Gave Him What He Wanted and Stopped Saving Him Chapter 03

Reborn, I Gave Him What He Wanted and Stopped Saving Him Chapter 03

Alexander stopped. Confusion crossed his face.

Emily curled her lips. Her eyes were full of contempt.

“She couldn’t get your attention by threatening to break up with you, so now she’s putting on another performance.”

“We’re adults. Can you stop acting like a child? We doctors are very busy. We don’t have time to play games with you.”

The stranger who brought me in looked stunned. “She wasn’t pretending. She really…”

“Enough!”

Alexander released my hand.

The concern vanished from his eyes. Coldness replaced it.

“Sophia Carter, you can cause whatever trouble you want in private, but this is a hospital.”

“Do you know how many people could die because of every minute you waste?”

I almost laughed.

Alexander Blackwood. The brilliant surgeon everyone respected. The youngest medical director in the region.

He had once noticed a stranger walking strangely and correctly suspected a serious medical condition, saving his life.

Yet now I was standing there with blood covering my face, and he couldn’t even tell whether I was actually injured.

My eyes burned. I blinked hard and forced the tears back.

A nurse suddenly rushed over.

“Dr. Blackwood!” Her voice was low and urgent.

“The patient from Dr. Hayes’s surgery yesterday has a retained surgical sponge. He’s bleeding internally and going into shock.”

Emily’s face instantly went white.

She looked at Alexander for help.

“Alexander, what do we do? I didn’t mean to…”

Before she finished, Alexander gently reassured her. “Don’t worry. I’m here.”

Through the blood blurring my vision, I watched him lead everyone toward the operating room.

I saw him run towards the operating room without looking back, and he never glanced at me again.

The nurses and patients quickly dispersed.

The wound on my head had already gone numb.

I leaned against the wall and staggered toward the elevator.

Then I heard familiar footsteps behind me.

Alexander caught up and grabbed my wrist.

“Sophia, the blood bank is critically low. Your blood type matches the patient. Come to the donor room.”

His hand around my wrist felt like a branding iron.

I was shaking.

“No!” I tore my arm away.

“Are you blind? Can’t you see that I’m injured?”

Those two sentences nearly exhausted me.

I was already bleeding.

I could barely stand.

Alexander sighed. “Fine. I’ll agree not to break up. Happy now?”

He looked down at me like I was a child throwing a tantrum.

“This is Emily’s first major case. If something happens, it’ll traumatize her. Come to the donor room now.”

My heart felt like it was being torn apart.

I had once believed that even if Alexander favored Emily, there was still some affection left for me.

Now I realized how wrong I had been.

Emily made the mistake. And Alexander wanted to use my blood to fix it.

I no longer had the strength to argue.

I turned away.

But Alexander ignored my struggle and dragged me into the donor room. He pushed me onto a cold chair.

My ribs struck the armrest. Pain shot through my injured body.

The nurse looked at my blood-covered face.

“Dr. Blackwood, she’s injured. She doesn’t meet the requirements for blood donation.”

Alexander cut her off without hesitation.

“She’s exaggerating. Draw the blood. I’ll take responsibility for anything that happens.”

He didn’t even glance at me before turning and running toward the operating room.

The needle pierced my arm. My consciousness faded into darkness.