Third person's POV
Tabitha clutched Derek's hand tightly, incessantly repeating, "You promised me. You have to survive." It wasn't until Derek was wheeled into the operating room that Tabitha's hand was forcibly released by the medical staff, who said, "Family members wait outside."
Before the operating room door closed, Tabitha heard Derek's voice come through, "Tabitha, wait for me."
With a "bang," the door shut.
Rolf followed by Tabitha's side, trying to comfort her, "Don't worry. The top doctors are all here. Several times before, they pulled Alpha Derek back from the brink of death."
In fact, upon learning of Derek's accident, all the department heads had rushed to the operating room in advance, and even the blood he needed had been prepared from the blood bank ahead of time.
Although Rolf was trying to comfort Tabitha, he himself couldn't hide his worries.
He muttered quietly, "Alpha Derek has lost so much blood, and his blood type is already rare. I'm afraid there won't be enough blood in the blood bank."
Hearing this, Tabitha abruptly turned her head towards him, her eyes filled with horror and unease.
She didn't know what blood type Derek was, and Rolf explained, "Alpha Derek has a rare P1 blood type."
After hearing this blood type, Tabitha's vision went dark, and she almost fainted on the spot.
As a medical student, she knew how rare this blood type was.
The P blood type system is a blood type system distinct from the ABO and RH blood type systems, divided into P1, P2, P1k, P2k, and P types.
P1 and P2 are common, while the latter are rarer.
But even finding P-type blood is difficult, and Derek's injuries required a large amount of blood transfusion, which was likely to be insufficient.
"How could this be..."
Tabitha took a step back. If it hadn't been for Rolf supporting her, she would have collapsed.
If she had known this result, she would rather have been the one injured.
"Tabitha, don't be too nervous. Alpha Derek has always had a good physical constitution and will definitely be fine. If those shards had all flown towards you, disfigurement would be the least of your worries. You already have old illnesses, and Alpha Derek's choice was not wrong."
Tabitha held onto Rolf's sleeve, her palm full of cold sweat, "Is there any reserve blood in the blood bank?"
"There definitely is, don't worry. Because Alpha Derek's blood type is special, it was prepared a long time ago. If it really doesn't work, there is another one..."
As soon as the words left his mouth, a doctor walked out. Wearing a mask, Tabitha could sense the crisis from his eyes.
Tabitha wanted to ask a few questions, but the doctor didn't even glance at her and instructed the nurse, "Has Misha not arrived yet?"
"Misha went to perform military duties, but we notified her early, and she should be here soon..."
With a "bang," someone kicked open the fire escape door.
Tabitha saw a woman in camouflage, with a strong and spirited appearance, quickly rushing out of the fire escape.
She must have thought the elevator was too slow and ran all the way down from the rooftop helipad in one breath.
Her face should have been calm, but at this moment, her steps were disordered.
"Mr. Weaver, how is he?" The woman asked anxiously before she even got close, and she looked like she was about to cry.
"Come in quickly. The blood in the blood bank is not enough, but fortunately, you came in time."
With that, the group rushed in, and Tabitha watched the woman's back, thinking of her worried and anxious face.
She felt that this woman was not ordinary to Derek.
Rolf also breathed a sigh of relief, "Tabitha, don't worry. Misha's blood type is the same as Alpha Derek's. As long as it doesn't hit the vital parts, it should be fine with her."
Tabitha asked, "How do you know her blood type can match?"
"Well, every time Alpha Derek was injured in the past, she gave blood to Alpha Derek. Everyone joked that she was Alpha Derek's exclusive blood bank. We used to take her with us on important missions. However, Alpha Derek's blood type is really rare, and this is also a helpless method."
Tabitha stood in the field, feeling as if she was covered in ice and snow all around.
She always knew that Derek's identity was special, and she never asked.
But at this moment, she realized she was like a person from another world to Derek. She had never understood him at all.
A small piece of glass was still stuck on the back of her hand. Everyone's attention was on Derek before, and she herself had forgotten.
Until the blood dripped from her fingertips and fell at Rolf's feet, Rolf noticed, "Tabitha, you are bleeding."
Rolf was anxious. He knew Tabitha's state at the moment. She worried for Derek and had no time to handle her injuries.
So, he hurriedly arranged for Tabitha to be bandaged.
As expected, Tabitha's mind was tightly focused on Derek. Everything outside seemed to have nothing to do with her. Derek entirely occupied her attention, and she couldn't feel the pain in her body.
After a long time, the operating room door slowly opened, and Misha staggered out.