Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell



"I-Informed Consent Form?"

Sean felt as if he had been struck by lightning as he stared at the words on the document.

The doctor's expression was cold as he questioned, "Why didn't you bring her here sooner? She's been injured for almost an hour, hasn't she? She was anemic, to begin with, and she's lost so much blood-"

"What are you talking so much nonsense for? Is this really the time to criticize him?" Gareth yelled impatiently.

The doctor glared at Gareth, but he knew that what Gareth had said was true.

He stared intently at Sean and said, "The patient has the rare blood type of Rh-negative, and we don't have any inventory of this blood type at the hospital. I'm calling the blood bank right now, but you had better prepare yourself."

Sean felt dizzy and almost passed out on the spot.

The doctor urged, "Hurry up and sign it!"

Sean's hand trembled as he signed his name in a messy scrawl.

At that, the doctor went to his office to make the call.

Gillian was also stunned.

Since they had issued an Informed Consent Form, did that mean that...

Gareth's brow was furrowed as he said, "Rh-negative is a rare blood type. If the blood bank has none, we must send her to the provincial hospital. However, we may not be in time..." "Lily..."

Sean crouched and burst into tears, clutching at his hair.

He had just taken her to a movie the day before, and she had chatted animatedly beside him the entire time.

That day, she lay on the ice-cold operating table.

He couldn't accept it.

"Do you regret it now? Why didn't you think about Lily while you were drinking?

"Were you annoyed at her for bossing you around?

"Now, no one will boss you around anymore!" Gillian shrieked tearfully, her eyes red.

Sean slapped himself hard in the face.

"I'm not fit to be human... I was wrong..."

He slapped himself in the face again and again, using his entire strength every time.

Every time he slapped himself, he would curse himself.

"What a performance..."

Gillian walked away from them, wiping her tears.

At that moment, three people ran down the corridor toward them.

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Sean's roommates had arrived.

Their footsteps quickened when they saw Sean crouching on the ground and slapping himself.

When Sean saw Bart, he shot to his feet and fastened his hands around his throat.

"Why didn't you save her? Why didn't you take her to the hospital in time?"

Brady, the resident's assistant, pulled them apart quickly.

"Sean, calm down!"

Gillian shook her head in disappointment.

"I really don't know what Lily sees in you. Why are you blaming other people for mistake? I feel like you don't have any values at all!"

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In that era, motorcycle gangs ran rampant, and barely anyone was bold enough to stand up for justice.

Sean calmed himself down and choked as he said, "I'm sorry, Bart..."

Bart shook his head and said guiltily, "I'm sorry, Sean. There were two motorcycles at the time, and they were both holding hammers. I didn't dare to go over..."

The doctor walked over from his office, looking very serious.

Sean rushed over and said, "Doctor..."

The doctor shook his head and said, "Send her to the provincial hospital. There's no Rh- negative blood available in the whole of Riverland right now, but... she may not make it in time!"

"G-Gareth..."

Sean's mind went blank again, and he could not muster any thoughts at all.

He looked at Gareth, trembling.

"How much longer can she hold on?" Gareth asked the doctor.

The doctor said heavily, "One hour at most."

Gareth took a deep breath.

"Even at my fastest speed, it would take me one and a half hours to get to Brookfield State!"

Gareth's phone rang in his pocket.

It was Carlisle.

"Have you taken Sean back to the university?" Carlisle asked.

"Something's happened to his girlfriend."

"Huh?"