My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 672

Mr. Dean was slightly stunned.

Then, he asked in a confused voice, “Type-SL blood… W-What blood type is that?”

He had never heard of this blood type before despite having practiced medicine for dozens of years.

Nash explained, "Type-SL blood is a universal blood type compatible with all blood types. Only two people in the world have this type of blood. One of them being my mentor, and the other being me!”

There were some details he had omitted.

SL stood for 'Superior Lord'.

Having type-SL blood meant one had the blood of dragons.

One was not born having this blood type. Instead, they gained it through alterations.

His mentor had given him a bowl of blood to drink when he was five.

“This is dragon’s blood that I borrowed from Carrion Mountain, boy. Drinking this will allow you to cleanse yourself, and you can also transform your genes, cells, and blood type.

"However, you must remember—Type-SL blood makes you a universal donor, but you can't receive transfusions of any other blood type!”

In other words, Nash’s blood could be donated to all existing blood types, but no one else’s blood could save him if he lost too much blood.

SL blood was extremely powerful, and the blood cells could regenerate themselves. Nash would never be at risk of losing too much blood unless he was bleeding out buckets at a time.

However, Nash did not tell them that. This information was part of the deck of cards he kept close to his chest.

After all, his mentor had obtained that blood on a loan. Trouble would arise if the people from Carrion Mountain found out about this.

Mr. Dean jerked out of his reverie and immediately retrieved syringes and infusion tubes from his car.

Hera crouched by the couch and held Melody’s hand as she choked out the words, “Nash is here to save you, Melody… He’s using his blood to save you. You can’t do anything foolish again!”

Tears trickled from Melody’s eyes.

Her entire body ached.

It felt like a truck had run right across her.

She knew how severely injured she was.

The wounds on her body would be difficult to heal.

Even if she survived, she would end up deformed and hideous.

She did not want to look ugly.

She wanted to die.

Why was Nash using his blood to save her?

Nash still owed her so much money!

Her grandmother had also told her to take good care of Nash before she passed away.

She had not seen the Young family regain their past glory yet.

Her grandmother was also awaiting the Young family to be returned to their former glory up in heaven, right?

She would not be able to witness that for herself.

If she died, there would be no one left to carry the Stone family name.

Even if the Young family regained their glory, there would be no one who would go to her grandmother’s grave and share that news with her.

A glimmer of hope flared within Melody as those thoughts occurred to her.

She had to survive.

She had to live until the day the Young family regained their former glory.

Mr. Dean soon filled a 14-ounce bag with blood.

After attaching an infusion tube to it, he began transfusing the blood to Melody.