From Darkness to Light: Darwin's Rise

Chapter 0006

The doctor, a seasoned professional with graying hair at the temples, looked at the noble lady with grave concern. "Madam, the situation is critical. We don't have the time to wait for a paternity test."

"But you must understand, I...I’m not sure." the lady pleaded, her voice faltering slightly. Her heart pounded in her chest as she stared at the unconscious Darwin on the operating table. His face was pale, his breathing shallow.

Despite her insistence, the doctor shook his head, his eyes filled with conflict. "Madam, I understand your concern, we can't risk an immediate family transfusion without confirmation. But this young man was in emergency."

The noble lady's mouth went dry. She could feel her palms sweating despite the cool air-conditioning of the hospital. She reached for her phone, her fingers trembling as she dialed a number.

"This is Lady Margaret Wettin. Listen here," she snapped at the man on the other end of the line. "I need a unit of AB negative blood sent to Mercy General Hospital within the next 10 minutes. Do you understand?" Her tone left no room for argument.

She ended the call, her heart pounding in her chest. She turned to the doctor, who was looking at her with a frown.

"Madam, I must reiterate. The likelihood of finding AB negative blood so quickly...it's almost impossible," he said, his voice filled with concern. "If you can assure me that you and this boy aren't related, then we can proceed with your blood."

The noble lady took a moment to compose herself. She could feel a cold fear creeping up her spine. She had spent decades burying the past, but now, it was staring her in the face. She looked at Darwin again, his face so still, so young. Could it be possible?

With a deep breath, she turned to the doctor. "I want the paternity test done now. It's the fastest way to confirm this. I understand the risk, but we have no other option."

The doctor looked taken aback. "Madam, a paternity test won't be quick. We're talking hours, not minutes."

"I understand," she said, her voice filled with determination. "But it's a risk we must take. For him."

The doctor hesitated for a moment before nodding, understanding the gravity of her words. "Alright, madam. We'll do as you say."

Just then, a loud whirring sound came from outside.

The doctor frowned, "What on earth is happening? Who made such a noise, don’t they know we need to keep quiet in the hospital?" He was unpleasant.

But Mrs. Wettin stood up, she apologized and said calmly, “Sorry doctor, they’re my people. The blood is arriving.”

The doctor was shock, he felt the sound became less and less audible, he glanced up in surprise as a sleek black helicopter touched down on the hospital roof.

Within moments, a man in a black suit came rushing into the operating room, carrying a bag. "Lady Wettin, I have the blood you requested," he said breathlessly, bowing to her.

The doctor stared in disbelief. "But it's only been five minutes!"

"My lady is not one to be kept waiting," the man replied solemnly.

Lady Wettin nodded, her expression grim. "Give it to the doctor, quickly now."

The doctor took the bag on autopilot, still stunned by the impossible speedy delivery. "I don't know how you managed this, but thank you. Now I can proceed with the transfusions while we wait for the test."

As the nurses prepared the blood, the doctor turned to Lady Wettin. "Forgive me for doubting. It seems you have extensive resources at your disposal."

She smiled sadly. "When one's resources can mean the difference between life and death, it pays to utilize them to the fullest." Her gaze moved to Darwin, still fighting for each breath. "Please, doctor, begin the transfusions. We are running out of time."

The doctor got to work without further delay, hooking the emergency blood bag up to Darwin's IV lines. As the precious fluids began their work, he reassured her, "With all this blood flowing in, I believe we can stabilize him long enough for answers."

Lady Margaret closed her eyes, fighting back tears, and whispered a silent prayer for the test results to bring her clarity, not more questions.

The transfusions began to work their magic. After a tense hour, Darwin's color slowly returned as his vitals stabilized.

When consciousness came, he found Lady Margaret at his bedside, eyes red-rimmed from exhaustion. "Where..." he croaked, throat dry.

She started, taking his hand gently. "Hush now, save your strength. The doctor will explain all."

As if on cue, the doctor entered, relief etched on his face. "You had us worried for a time, young man, but it seems Lady Montrose's quick actions saved you."

Darwin frowned in confusion, glancing between them weakly. "I...don't understand."

Lady Wettin opened her mouth to speak, but no words came. Fresh tears welled in her eyes.

Thankfully, she was spared response by the arrival of an elegant elderly man. "Lady Margaret, I bring news!" he announced joyfully, holding out a sheaf of papers.

She took it with a trembling hand, eyes scanning the results. A sob escaped her lips as realization hit. "It's true...all these years..."

The doctor leaned over, sharing her discovery. "The test confirms it, Lady Wettin, this boy is your biological son."