Donald clenched his teeth tightly, the veins at his temples standing out.Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Angela looking his way.He stood up first, forcing himself to appear calm, and made a courteous gesture as he escorted Martin and Finley out.After they had gone far enough, Donald didn’t return to the ward. Instead, he went to the smoking room.Standing by the window, he let the cigarette between his fingers burn down in silence.In truth, he knew it clearly.Type O blood was not a universal solution. It could only be transfused in small amounts to other blood types.Dolly was actually—type B.…At seven o’clock, Dolly was wheeled into the operating room.It was an early, localized infection, and the surgery itself was not particularly difficult.She should be out in about an hour.Richard left early for other matters.Donald and Yuna stayed seated in the waiting area.Angela did not want to share the same air with them.So, she went to stand outside the operating room,
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