Chapter 1291

No.1

The hallway was now empty except for Evelyn and Old Lewis.

"Young Madam..."

"Uncle Lewis," Evelyn lowered her voice. "Remember the hospital where I had my prenatal checkups?"

Old Lewis nodded.

"I'll call them to arrange a blood transfer," Evelyn spoke rapidly. "You need to personally retrieve it."

"Why not have them deliver it directly?"

"No." Evelyn's eyes sharpened. "Hugo's people will intercept it."

No.2

She quickly dialed the number and made the arrangements.

"Uncle Lewis, meet them halfway. Be careful."

Evelyn stared at the red light above the operating room.

She should have transferred Roman Young to another hospital.

But some truths had to be uncovered here.

The resemblance between Madam Zade and Roman was unsettling.

The workplace ostracization Roman faced, Xavier's viciousness today—

No.3

It was all too suspicious.

Commotion suddenly erupted at the end of the hallway.

Vincent Sullivan strode in with his assistant.

"Mr. Sullivan!" A doctor rushed forward. "Your son is out of danger."

Evelyn's pupils constricted.

So soon?

Xavier never needed that blood!

No.4

"Mr. Sullivan!" She stood abruptly.

"Vincent!" Hugo appeared out of nowhere. "Xavier has been asking for you."

Vincent's eyes flickered between them.

"Xavier already received the transfusion," Evelyn interjected. "Mr. Sullivan, what's your blood type?"

"None of your business!" Hugo snapped.

Evelyn ignored him completely. "Mr. Sullivan, my colleague is dying. He's also RH negative—"

"What's his name?" Vincent suddenly asked.

No.5

"Vincent!" Hugo was sweating now. "Don't listen to her nonsense!"

"Mr. Lee stole the only available blood," Evelyn stood her ground. "Are you really going to let my colleague die?"

"You—"

"Let her finish." Vincent waved a hand.

"His name is Roman Young," Evelyn watched Vincent closely. "From Guangming Village, Chiyuan County, Province C."

Vincent visibly stiffened.

"Guangming Village? The surname Young?"

No.6

"Xavier is waiting!" Hugo's voice trembled.

Evelyn grabbed Vincent's sleeve. "Please, save him!"

Hugo moved to shove her away.

Vincent blocked him. "Which characters for his name?"

"Epitaph's 'Ming,' dawn's 'Chen.'"

After two seconds of silence, Vincent rolled up his sleeve. "Take me to him."

"Vincent!" Hugo turned ashen. "At your age—"

No.7

"Move." Vincent's voice was ice.

"I'm Rh negative." Evelyn Sinclair met Hugo Lee's gaze steadily, her voice firm.

Hugo's hand trembled slightly. "Th-That's impossible..."

Evelyn turned to the medical staff with a nod. "No need for tests. I had a full checkup last week."

"Evelyn!" Hugo grabbed her wrist, his voice a harsh whisper. "What game are you playing?"

Her lips curled in disdain. "Why so nervous, Mr. Lee? It's just saving a life. If you hadn't guarded that blood bag like a dragon, I wouldn't have needed to ask Mr. Sullivan."