Chapter 286

"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."

She shook off his grip. "Strange how the donor is willing while you hesitate. Unless..."

Hugo's face darkened.

"Relax," Evelyn lowered her voice. "I only want the blood to save someone. But keep obstructing me, and I might reconsider."

Vincent Sullivan had just settled into the donation chair when Evelyn's phone buzzed.

"Madam, we have the blood," Old Lin's tense voice came through. "The doctor's with us."

Evelyn glanced at Vincent mid-donation and stepped into the hallway. "Proceed first—"

By her return, the nurse was removing the needle from Vincent's arm.

"Mr. Sullivan, this amount will stabilize the patient. We'll source more soon," the doctor assured.

Vincent frowned. "This little is enough?"

"Plenty. Thank you for saving a life today." Evelyn's gratitude was genuine.

Vincent waved it off. "Just doing my part."

A memory surfaced. "My wife once stayed in Chiyuan County. The family hosting us was named Young too. She named their unborn child... Mingchen, was it?"

Outside the door, Hugo froze.

"Common name," Evelyn chuckled. "What are the odds?"

As Vincent rose, Hugo barged in with doctors.

"Vincent! Where's the blood?" Hugo's panic was palpable. "Xavier's bleeding again!"

The doctor grimaced. "New hemorrhaging sites emerged. Immediate transfusion required—"

"No Rh-negative blood left in the city," another added.

Evelyn cut in. "How's Roman Young?"

The doctor avoided her eyes. "H-He's stable..."

"Prioritize the critical case!" Hugo declared.

Vincent pressed. "Roman truly doesn't need it?"

"The doctor said no!" Hugo snapped. "Who'd lie about life and death?"

As they exited, Hugo lingered behind.

"Smart move," he hissed at Evelyn.

Madam Zade rushed in. "Darling, how's Xavier?"

"Don't worry. The blood's en route," Vincent soothed.

An elderly woman shoved forward. "Let me see my boy! My Xavier's an angel—this is someone else's fault!"

Evelyn studied the woman—Vincent's mother, judging by the resemblance. Downturned mouth, cold eyes. Trouble incarnate.

"Mother, wait for the police investigation," Madam Zade coaxed.

"Always contradicting me!" The matriarch whirled on her. "First you want in, now you play saint?"

"I didn't—"

"Silence! You're not family! Who gave you a voice here?" The tirade continued, venom dripping.