When His Eyes Opened

Elliot was originally waiting at the neonatal unit, but nobody knew where he ran off to after being chastised by Mike.

Chad dragged Mike by the collar and led him toward the exit.

“Are you f*cking insane?! Mr. Foster is worried enough about Robert as it is. Why did you have to bring up that crap with Chelsea?!” Chad had spent all morning contacting blood banks all over the country, and only now managed to find time to drop by.

“Avery wouldn’t have given birth prematurely if it weren’t for Chelsea Tierney! If he weren’t born prematurely, then Robert would probably be completely fine!” Mike was still furious, to the point that his pale skin turned red with rage.

“Mr. Foster didn’t plan on letting Chelsea go. It was that phone call with her brother that made him change his mind,” Chad said through gritted teeth. “I suspect Charlie has something on Mr. Foster. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have changed his mind!”

“Charlie Tierney said his sister has a mental illness. That’s why your boss went soft!”

“That’s impossible! Mr. Foster wouldn’t go soft on her even if she had an incurable disease, let alone mental illness,” Chad retorted. 

“It’s fine if you won’t believe him, but are you not going to trust me either?”

Mike clenched his teeth and turned silent.

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his nose,

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right blood type as soon as possible… If you’ve got nothing to do, then

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the blood some investigative research, they believed Robert had a rare

might be a way to quickly relieve

a large amount

blood, so where were they supposed to find a large

Sheas were sitting on

expected, the blood bank did not carry any blood that

found out what Robert’s blood type was. She heard about it while Wesley was speaking to the blood bank’s

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