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2024-10-29 19:42:56(The words of love are simple and not complicated… just like I feel for you)
Alex stumbled through the living room to the crowded streets, his head throbbing with pain, both physical and emotional.
The fact that Olivia never loved him weighed heavily on his shoulders and the injury on his head added to the misery, making each step a struggle.
As he made weakly limps to the central hospital of the city, a car approached, “Watch it, young man.” the screech of brakes echoed as the driver tried to stop the car.
“What the heck, young man!?” the driver screamed as he came of the car but Alex on the other hand, had already collapsed onto the pavement.
“I didn’t even hit you. You better get up now! You won’t get anything from me.” he was infuriated.
He moved closer to the fragile body and saw Alex’s head bleeding profusely, “Geez… young man!??”
“What’s going on, Ben?” a lady’s voice blared through.
Immediately, the driver quickly ran back to the car, “Ma’am, I think the young man is really injured.”
“Did we hit him?” the lady was irritated.
“No ma. Not us but I think he had sustained an injury before. It looks serious.”
The lady peeped out of the window and looked at the fragile body that was lying unconscious on the pavement.
Her expression shifting from irritation to concern.
She stepped out of the car and was taken aback when she saw the amount of blood he had lost, “Quick! Help him to the car and let’s take him the hospital.”
“But, ma’am… we didn’t hit him and I think he is just trying to get money from us.” the driver was a bit shaken by the unexpected turn of events.
“I said take him to the car! Forget his intentions, he needs help.” her voice was gentle yet firm.
“ye… yes, ma’am.”
They assisted Alex into the car and sped through the streets.
“Take the fastest route to Tranquil Heights Medical Center, Ben.”
“Alright, ma’am.”
The driver was unsure of what was going through his boss’s head.
They weren’t the one that hit the young man.
Why did they have to take him to the hospital?
Fifteen minutes later, the car halted as they got to the entrance of the hospital.
The lady quickly stepped out of the car to call the attention of the nurses, “Help, the young guy has lost so much blood.”
Immediately, the nurses brought out their stretcher to take him to the emergency room.
“Nurse, tell me his condition.” a doctor that looked like he was in his early thirties asked the nurse seriously.
“Yes, doctor. The patient has a deep laceration on the occipital region measuring five centimeters in length. He is showing signs of serious bleeding, swelling, concussion, dizziness and disorientation. I think he needs a blood transfusion and a surgery to stop the swelling immediately” she explained quickly.
The doctor took out of his ophthalmoscope to examine his eyes, “Ok, prepare him for surgery, nurse. Do we have enough blood for this patient?”
“No, doctor. He has the rarest blood type. AB…”
The doctor cut in before she could finish, “AB negative!?”
“Yes, doctor.”
“Who brought him in?” the doctor asked.
The lady immediately stepped forward, “Hi, doctor. I brought him in. Is he in a critical condition?”
“Hi, ma’am. I’m the doctor in charge of the patient. He needs an immediate blood transfusion right away but we do not have blood that matches his blood type. Without the blood, we might lose him.” the doctor explained.
He stared at her for a while and had a puzzled look on his face.
Ava Jackson took a look at Alex again. She felt pity for him.
“Doc, if I may ask, is he AB negative?”
“Yes. Do you have a donor in mind?”
“Yes. I could be the donor. I’d donate my blood to save the young man. Is that ok?”
Ben was shocked to hear Ava Jackson, one of the richest and influential woman in the city say this.
“Ma’am, are you sure about that?” he asked her in a low tone.
“Of course! We can’t just let him die, Ben.”
Then she faced the doctor and said, “Doctor, quick! I’ll donate my blood.”
“Are you family with the patient, ma’am?” The doctor had been observing a peculiar resemblance but he hesitated to talk.
“No, doctor. He is not family. My driver almost hit him on the street and seeing he was already seriously injured, we decided to bring him to the hospital.” Ava explained hesitantly.
“Ma’am, there is no need for you to deny the young man. Is he family?” the doctor said seriously.
“I don’t know the young man! I thought you said his condition was critical? Why are you wasting time on irrelevant things?”
“Ma’am, this isn’t irrelevant. There is a striking resemblance between the both of you and, transfusions between immediate family members are prohibited because of potential genetic complications.” he explained.
Frustration crept across Ava Jackson’s face.
She hadn’t seen Alex before.
How could they be blood related?
“Doctor, I do not know this young man. We just met him on the street and decided to help him!”
She paused for a moment before saying, “But, what is the way forward now? The young man should not die because of baseless assumptions.”
“I suggest we have a paternity test, ma’am. Just to be safe.” one of the nurses suggested.
“What!? Paternity test?” she was shocked.
“Yes, ma’am. We need to avoid every complication.”
Ava was hesitant.
She didn’t know this man and now all of a sudden, a paternity test is being conducted.
But, she knew it was the only way to save Alex so she agreed to it, “Alright, doctor. Please do whatever you can. Just save the young man.”
Immediately, the doctor and the nurses swiftly arranged the necessary procedures that was needed.
The driver gently pulled her aside, “Miss Ava, are you sure about this? How could you be related to that person?”
“Ben, we both know me and that young man could never be related. I only agreed to it so the doctor can commence treatment on him.”
“Miss, you are too kind!” Ben said indifferently but in his heart, he figured that his boss must have fallen for Alex’s pretty face.
“She must have fallen in love with him at first sight!” he thoughtfully said to himself.
Ava just smiled and patted his shoulder.
As Ava and her driver anxiously awaited the test results, Alex remained in a coma, oblivious to the bizarre turn his misfortune had taken.
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