She inserted the needle into my hand, I winced slightly as it stings but I stayed still.
Another man walked inside; he is an older man with a gruff demeanor. He looked at my chart, then looked at me. “If you’re willing to donate more today, we can waive part of the girl’s hospital bill. Your blood can save lives—many lives.”
I didn’t hesitate. “Take what you need,” I said firmly.
The man nodded; he looked so happy. “You’re doing something incredible. Not just for her, but for many others.”
After the donation, they handed me several bottles of water, protein bars, and a voucher for a free meal at the hospital cafeteria.
I walked back to the waiting area, where the girl’s bed had been moved. Though she was still unconscious, her breathing has become steady now. I felt relief.
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