Hertley's hand trembled violently at Jenny's words. The sharp scalpel had already cut into her delicate skin, and bright red blood seeped out, vivid against her pale complexion.
Yet Jenny's face remained calm, her lips adorned with a faint smile. Her wide, innocent eyes gazed at Hertley, as sweet and unshaken as ever.
She wasn't scared at all. It was as if she didn't fully grasp that this cut could lead to her death.
"Hertley, I'm not afraid at all," Jenny said softly, her voice gentle and sincere. "Please, go ahead. As long as you take my kidney, your family will be saved..." Jenny's small, pale face was drained of all color, yet it still carried a smile so genuine that it tugged at Hertley's heart.
'So, she knew she would die. She knew it would hurt. But she also knew that only by sa
