Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 520:

Ronald sounded just as worried. “I don’t know the details. Mr. White isn’t answering, and I can’t reach him. I thought you could go ahead and check on her.”

“I’ll be there soon. Keep trying to reach Brian and get him back as soon as you can.”

Ending the call, Rachel turned to the driver. “Step on it, please! I need to get there right away.”

“Understood.”

In just ten minutes, Rachel arrived, barely stopping before dashing inside.

Spotting the housekeeper, she asked anxiously, “How is Carol?”

The housekeeper, equally distressed, explained, “She’s being treated inside. She seemed fine after her nap today—she even had some pastries and mentioned feeling a bit thirsty. I stepped away to get her some water, but when I returned, she was on the floor. I was so scared that I called the doctor right away.”

Rachel’s eyes darted around. “Where are Hector and Aron?”

“They’re away on business. I contacted them, and they’re rushing back.”

“What about Debby?” Rachel asked.

“She… she thought Mrs. White was faking it. I called, but she didn’t believe me.”

Rachel felt her anger flare, but she forced herself to stay composed. Right now, Carol’s safety mattered most.

“It’s fine. I’m here, and I won’t leave her side. Call 911 now. No matter what, she needs a full check-up at the hospital.”

Rachel’s worries weren’t unfounded. Minutes passed, yet Carol remained unresponsive.

As soon as the ambulance arrived, she made the call—Carol had to be taken to the hospital.

Not long after Carol was taken into the emergency room, a nurse rushed out, her face tense. “We’re out of blood,” she announced.

𝙊𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡: g𝘼𝙇𝙉𝙊𝙑𝙀𝙇𝙎.𝘾𝙊𝙈

Rachel stared at the nurse in disbelief, her frustration bubbling over. “Are you serious? How can a hospital this big not have any backup blood supply?”

The nurse spoke with difficulty. “There was a severe car accident in the city just now, with multiple casualties. Not just our hospital, but several nearby ones have run out of blood supplies. The patient needs it now, and we don’t have time to bring it from another hospital.”

“What’s Carol’s blood type?”

“She’s Type A.”

Without hesitation, Rachel rolled up her sleeve. “I’m Type A. Take my blood.”

“Okay, follow me.”noveldrama

The medical team wasted no time and led her away.

Before proceeding, the doctor measured her blood pressure and inquired about her medical history.

A realization hit Rachel, and she swiftly pulled off the blood pressure cuff. With a composed voice, she said, “I’m sorry, but I can’t donate.” In her desperation, she had acted impulsively, forgetting the crucial reason she couldn’t give blood.

Only when the doctor questioned her did she recall—her blood was completely unsuitable for Carol.

Standing around explaining wouldn’t help. The priority now was to find someone else who could donate.

Rachel shot to her feet. “I’ll find another donor. There has to be someone who can help.”

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