When His Eyes Opened By Simple Silence

Chapter 742

Wesley, who was standing next to Shea, interjected and said, "Is a pint all they need?"

Chad frowned and said bitterly, "It’s easier said than done! Even if we find someone whose blood is a match for Robert, we could get at most a little over a pint from them. Mike already found close to half a pint from someone in Bridgedale. We’re still over half a pint short."

Shea’s chest rose and fell rapidly after hearing his words.

"Do we just need a little over half a pint of blood to save Robert now?"

"That’s right, but it won’t be easy to find. Not that many people have this blood type to begin with, and the donor needs to be an adult between the ages of 18 and 55…"

Shea grabbed Wesley’s arm, then said to Chad, "Wesley and I will go look for it."

Chad was confused, then said, "Go home and get some rest, Shea. You don’t need to worry about this. It’s already dark outside. If there’s any information on a source, we’ll be the first to find out."

He understood that Shea wanted to help, but he was always the person who needed to be protected. If nothing goes wrong with her, then that would be the greatest help to everyone.

her head, then

she watched Wesley

know why you’re crying, Elliot." Her voice was calm and low.

because of

carried out brain surgery on Shea

one who handled the pre-op check-up, but he had also once brought it up to Avery. He said that Shea’s blood type was special, and that it would be extremely dangerous if she overbled during surgery. That

a pained expression on

type as Robert, right?" Avery said softly.

said you couldn’t protect anyone because you want to let Shea donate her blood

guessed everything that was on his

she knew Shea’s blood type, because he was more concerned

the corner of her eyes. "Even if we can’t save Robert, I would never ask Shea to donate her blood. There’s no guarantee that Robert would survive even if we had that blood, but we know for sure that something bad would

hospital, Shea

to save Robert now," she said with raised brows

I could save Robert, I’d be so

was cold and his voice was stern as he snapped, "Do you know what you’re talking about right now? You can’t donate blood