Chapter 1541

Chantelle didn't seem to be hurt anywhere, but her face was pale as she stumbled out of the stairwell. The nurse paused and looked at her with a puzzled expression. "Who are you to the patient?" "I'm her mother!" Chantelle said, avoiding everyone's gaze as she shook her head at the nurse. "How much blood do you need? I'll find someone!" "At least one pint." The nurse glanced at Terence. Terence's sleeve was already halfway rolled up, and his veins running from the back of his hand into the muscles of his forearm were clearly visible. His expression turned grave at Chantelle's refusal. "Is this really the time to draw a line between us?" He thought that she was still trying to sever ties with him. But right now, Janet was lying inside with her life hanging by a thread. At such a critical moment, was Chantelle seriously going to ignore her child's precarious condition just to keep a distance from him? "Fine, I'll find someone!" Chantelle exclaimed. Under everyone's watchful eyes,