Chapter 268

As the doors of the operating room swung open, Tiffany sprang to her feet. Upon hearing the nurse's words, she swiftly rolled up her sleeve. "Take mine. I'm her sister." The nurse glanced at her. "Are you of RH-null blood type too?" Tiffany froze, confusion flooding her thoughts. "No, I'm type B. I thought my sister was type B as well." The nurse shook her head. "No, your sister has a very rare blood type—RH-null. Our hospital's blood bank is always short on it. She's losing blood rapidly and needs a transfusion urgently, or her life is at risk." Staggering back a few steps, Tiffany felt stunned. RH-null? She had never even heard of it before. Vincent, catching her eye, seemed ready to speak when a chilling voice echoed down the corridor. "Use mine." Approaching from behind were several figures, led by a man in black robes. Under the harsh hospital lights, his once fierce face appeared softened. Tiffany recognized him from the illegal gambling ring on First Street. Though his