Ellinor fell silent.
She felt like she was hit by a cold blast of wind, chilled to the bone and hurt.
She recalled the sight of the little girl crying inconsolably by the emergency room door.
Ellinor took a deep breath. "Alright, I agree to your terms."
Balfour was clearly satisfied. He smiled and said, "Ms. Mendoza, you're just a cheerful person. I trust your word, let's go."
Ellinor nodded and turned around to lead him to the elevator.
Balfour followed Ellinor into the elevator, heading towards the blood collection room downstairs.
Inside the elevator, it was just the two of them.
"Who got in the accident?" Balfour asked nonchalantly.
"I don't know her." Ellinor responded calmly, her expression cold.
Balfour was taken aback. He stared at the girl beside him incredulously. "You don't know her? You're this worried for someone you don't know, even agreeing to my terms?"
Ellinor glanced at him. "The kid's only about five or six. She's pitiful. If she loses her mother at such a young age, she'll face a tough life. I just want to help in any way I can."
Her words struck a chord in Balfour's cold heart.
He thought about his long-lost little sister...
Was their mother still alive? Was his sister also living a tough life?
Balfour was lost in thought for a while. Before this, he never believed someone could be so concerned about a stranger's life and death.
He was often skeptical of the good deeds reported in the news, thinking most of them were fake.
"Mr. Howard, why aren't you coming out yet? Having second thoughts?"
The elevator doors were open, but Ellinor realized Balfour hadn't followed. She turned back to look at him, furrowing her brow.
Balfour snapped out of it and stepped out of the elevator. "No, I stand by my word."
"Good."
The little girl wiped her tears when she heard her mom was saved, she took Ellinor's hand and said gratefully, "Thank you for finding blood for my mom."
Ellinor looked down at the little girl. "You don't need to thank me, go thank the donor."
The little girl nodded, turned to the man who was giving blood and said, "Sir, thank you for donating blood for my mom! I will pay you back when I grow up!"
Balfour just nodded, saying coldly, "You don't need to pay me back, just repay the lady beside you.”
A while later, the blood collection was completed.
The nurse hurriedly took the bag of blood and rushed to the emergency room...
After donating blood, Balfour threw the cotton ball on his arm into the trash can, slowly adjusting his shirt sleeve as he stood up.
He felt a wave of dizziness he'd never experienced before, his brow furrowed.
He thought if he, a man, felt like this after donating blood, it must be even worse for Ellinor.
Then Balfour looked at Ellinor, asking her in a somewhat puzzled tone, "You're pregnant and still donating blood, aren't you worried about your health?"
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