"What's wrong?"
Mango had been keeping an eye on them, so when Bettany made any slight movements, she would be on guard.
Bettany glanced at Mango and whispered, "The master has lost too much blood. I'm afraid he's in danger now. We can't be in the air anymore. We have to find a hospital for blood transfusion."
Blood transfusion?
Suddenly, Mango remembered that Nathaniel's blood type was rare.
"Thomas, find somewhere to land."
Mango made a prompt decision.
Rh- negative blood type was very rare, and now that Nathaniel had been injured seriously, she should have thought of blood transfusion earlier, but unfortunately, she was not his blood type.
Thomas ordered for the helicopter to be landed hurriedly.
Soon, they landed on a small town.
Where was this place and which country did it belong to? Mango did not know, nor did she care. She asked Thomas to contact a hospital about Nathaniel's blood type, but she did not expect that there was only one hospital here. It was a town hospital and they did not have Rh-negative blood at all.
The nearest town from here was fifteen minutes away by air, but according to Bettany, Nathaniel might not be able to hold out for that long.
Mango's heart was completely jumbled up together.
Did God really want them to separate from each other?
No!
They were still so young, and they had still wanted to spend the rest of their lives together. Even their three children were still waiting for them back home.
If she went home alone, how would she explain to them where their father had gone?
As she thought about this, Mango's eyes reddened again.
"Does anyone have any idea what to do now?"
"The most effective way is to go around town and find a donor with Rh-negative blood. However, this town is small. We don't know if there is even Nathaniel's blood type or not, and we don't know when we can get it. So, we should split up and have the other group get to a nearby town by helicopter and see if there is the blood type."
Thomas could only think of this solution, and it was also the most possible way.
Mango looked at Bettany, whose expression was solemn, and immediately knew that Nathaniel might not be able to hold on any longer.
"We have to do whatever it takes. I'm going to collect the blood. Thomas, you take some people with you to the nearby town. The others, stay here and protect Nathan."
Mango was quick to make a decision.
She knew that by doing this, Nathaniel's chances were very slim, but what choice did she have?
As long as there was a glimmer of hope, she was willing to hold onto it.
Thomas looked at Mango's wound and said in a low voice, "Madam, why don't you go to the nearby town? You're injured, so you shouldn't work so hard."
"I'll stay here. I need to be by his side immediately if anything happens."
As Mango said this, she glanced at Nathaniel, and it was a glance that made one's heart ache terribly.
When Thomas saw this, he stopped insisting and obediently took some people with him onto the helicopter.
This was a small town, and it was rare to see a helicopter. So, when the helicopter took off, everyone's attention was drawn to it.
Mango took advantage of this opportunity to stand on the rooftop of the hospital, plugged in a megaphone, and shouted, "Anyone who has Rh-negative blood type, please come and donate at the hospital. Of course, we are more than willing to purchase it from you too. I can afford any price, you name it. You'll get the money once you hand us the blood. This is a rare opportunity and I hope that everyone will be willing to step forward."
Donating blood was a duty, but if the donor would get something in return, then of course the people of the town were attracted.
Meanwhile, Bettany had been keeping watch on Nathaniel the entire time, and when she heard Mango's words, she was speechless.
Rh-negative blood was precious, and to be honest, this town looked a little outdated. Besides, its economy was not very prosperous either, and it was not certain if anyone here had Rh- negative blood or not. Now, it was an urgent situation.
Afraid that no one would understand, Mango shouted in several languages until her voice was a little hoarse, but she didn't give up.
Abyss never imagined that he would meet Mango here again.
Although she was injured and looked a lot paler, her confident demeanor made the sight even more heart-aching.
The Tang family had gone bankrupt overnight, and as for Abyss, who was a gifted man, had to scurry around like a rat as he was being chased for his debts. In order to escape from them, Abyss had come to this small town.
The people here were simple and kind, and no one knew who he was. The most important thing was that he could start all over again here. However, it was only when he saw Mango that Abyss realized that he could never get rid of the person he had always liked from his heart.
Naturally, Abyss knew what blood type Mango was, and right now, seeing that she was trying her best to get Rh- negative blood even if she was injured, he knew that she must be doing it for Nathaniel.
When Abyss thought about how Nathaniel might die, he was overjoyed.
If if weren't for Nathaniel, he and Mango would have been together a long time ago.
The five years they had been together was beautiful and happy, wasn't it?
Without Nathaniel, Mango would have been Abyss' wife, and the Tang family would not have gone down.
Therefore, if Nathaniel could die, Abyss would be the happiest man on earth, but before that, there was something he could do.
Abyss' brain began to work quickly.
Meanwhile, Mango was oblivious about this as she repeated her cries over and over again. Finally, a person came forward and offered to donate blood, but he requested a thousand dollars in return for 400cc of blood. Mango agreed to the person's request immediately.
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