Filed to story: A Second Chance with My Billionaire Love
“I knew it! I knew the special ingredient ran out long ago!” Flossie glanced at the infirmary door, then turned back to the nurse. “Stand guard here, and report back to me as soon as anything happens.”
After that, she rushed towards the medicine department, coincidentally bumping straight into Jovan, who had just finished doing the laundry.
“Hey girl, you don’t have to be so eager as to show me how touched you feel. You don’t have to rush things!” Jovan held her shoulders gently and smiled lightly.
“Get out of the way, I don’t have time for you!” Flossie pushed him off and continued running toward the medicine department, not wanting to talk at all.
Jovan furrowed his brows, not pestering her any further, and followed silently.
Within the medicine department, Margaret was racking her brain to find a new medicinal recipe according to Halston’s condition. Her father had only written to use the blood of loved ones as a special ingredient, with no other substitutes.
However, with the situation at hand, there was no way she would use Flossie’s blood anymore, even if it meant that they would potentially fall out.
That was why she had been trying out different herbs in hopes that one could replace the original ‘special ingredient.’
“Margaret!” Flossie flung the door open, clearly upset.
“Miss… Miss Flossie, what’s wrong?” Margaret hid the herbs behind her, seemingly guilty as she flashed her an unnatural smile.
Flossie immediately rolled her sleeves up, wasting no time to rush Margaret. “Halston has fainted. His condition is critical. No more nonsense, just… blood! My blood!”
“This…” Aunt Margaret hesitated. Flossie knew almost everything anyway, so she sighed and said firmly, “We cannot take more of your blood, not unless you wish to die.”
“Don’t worry. My body regenerates blood quickly. As long as I eat more red meat, I’ll be fine. There’s no time… Hurry up!”
As Flossie said this, her head still felt fuzzy, and she felt increasingly weaker.
Her body was never this weak before, but ever since she had her two children, her body condition could not go back to what it once was.
Just as she was about to rejuvenate, her condition worsened as soon as she was required to provide more blood for Halston’s medicine.
“Miss Flossie, this isn’t something we can afford to risk. We can’t extract any more blood from you…”
“Margaret, stop stalling. He can’t hold on any longer. As the eldest daughter of the Ellsworth family, I command you to extract my blood!” Flossie had no choice but to use her position to force Margaret’s hand and follow her orders.
“Miss Flossie, you’re putting me in a difficult position. How am I to face your late parents…” Margaret was not allowed to disobey direct orders. Thus, she had no choice but to turn around and get the tools needed to extract blood from Flossie once again.
“Extract mine instead!” Jovan showed up out of nowhere and snapped coldly at Margaret.
He then pulled Flossie behind him then rolled up his sleeves.
“You…” Flossie was somewhat touched by Jovan’s action but maintained a cool front and pushed him away, “Don’t fool around. How can your blood be similar to mine? They said that it had to be the blood of someone who loves him!”
“From a relation standpoint, my blood might be even more effective than yours, considering I am his relative,” Jovan said clearly in a grim tone that was normally unheard of from him.
As Flossie was about to retort, Margaret’s anxious voice spoke up, “Yes, yes, how could I have forgotten? Apart from blood given by someone who loves him deeply, a relative’s blood should also work. Maybe we could try it.”
“Even if it doesn’t, it won’t cause death, will it?” Jovan asked seriously.
“No, even if it fails, it just means that the medicine will be weaker, and there won’t be any side effects.”
“Then stop wasting time. Start extracting!” Jovan had long before made up his mind and ordered in a frosty tone.
“Alright, please hold on. I will start to take your blood.” Margaret approached the task at hand with hopefulness. She slit open a part of his wrist and held a palm-sized bowl to collect the blood in.
This process was harsh, and from an outsider’s perspective, it looked extremely excruciating.
“Jovan, you bastard, don’t you despise Halston? Wh…what are you doing?”
“Of course, I hate Halston, but I’m more afraid of you hurting.” Jovan’s brows drew together from the pain as he gritted his teeth and replied.
“Y… You’re really crazy!’ Flossie knew better than anyone how much it hurt to extract blood.
It was impossible to not feel the least bit moved by his actions, especially when Jovan was willing to do something like this.
When enough blood had been extracted, Margaret followed the new instructions on brewing the medicine and quickly produced a bowl of medicinal tea.
“Miss Flossie, hurry and bring this to Mr. Guajardo. If it works well, then countless problems will be solved.”
This meant that they could potentially cure Halston’s eyesight as well.
In fact, Margaret had a daring idea in mind for a while, but she had always been too scared to try it out.
However, Jovan’s actions had given her a shove of courage and hope, hope that it might just succeed.
Flossie arrived at the infirmary. While supporting an unconscious Halston, she tipped up the bowl of medicinal tea and poured it all into his mouth.
“You’ve almost got this, you punk. Just hold on!” She held onto his hand tightly as she said those words with red- rimmed eyes.
Night fell quickly. Flossie had stayed by the bed the whole day, hopelessly staring at Halston until he woke up.
“Miss Ellsworth, Mr. Guajardo’s condition has stabilized. You should go rest,” the nurse told Flossie in an encouraging tone.
“I’m alright, I am also resting while I’m here, and I feel more reassured watching him.”
“Then please take care of yourself. If there’s anything you need, feel free to call me anytime.” The nurse gave a long sigh before walking out of the infirmary.
After all, everyone in Greenwood Sanatorium knew that Miss Ellsworth loved Halston to death.
After some time, Flossie laid her head on the edge of the bed and fell asleep.
Later, Halston came around. He wiggled his fingers, only to find that they were touching Flossie’s hair. The feeling of such smooth hair tangled in his fingertips made his heart do flips.
“You’re awake?” Flossie was sleeping lightly, and upon feeling that something was amiss, she woke up with a jolt.
She looked at Halston worriedly, “How do you feel, still uncomfortable or feeling weak?”
Halston jerked his hand back as if he had been caught red- handed. He coldly replied, “Who told you I was weak? I feel better than ever.”
Seeing that he had the energy to snap back, Flossie released a breath of relief with a smile. “Right, right, you’re not weak. I was wrong.”
“Honestly, I do feel more energized. I’m no longer dizzy.” Halston moved his arms around. His body felt lighter and more at ease than he has ever been.
“That’s good, that’s very good.” Flossie was overjoyed. It seems that the medicine made from Jovan’s blood was working well.
Margaret heard the news and rushed over. After helping Halston measure his pulse, she was over the moon. “Mr. Guajardo’s pulse is steady and strong. His condition is even better than before. We really did discover the most effective special ingredient this time!”
“What special ingredient?” Halston frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice.
“J… Just some random herbs. They are special ingredients that helped a lot in improving your condition!” Flossie listed out a few different types of ingredients on a whim and told him, “As long as you take care of yourself, you will be all better in no time!”
As the sky turned dark, Halston ate some porridge and fell asleep again.
Flossie and Margaret walked out of the infirmary and went to a dark corner.