I rushed forward uncontrollably and grabbed the doctor's collar. "Say it again! Are you telling me that the blood bank on the cruise ship isn't enough to save her from blood loss? That's impossible! You're talking nonsense!"
Meanwhile, Zion stood there, feeling numb and helpless. He was unsure of what to do. However, he knew that brain death equated to death itself.
"I'm sorry for your loss," the doctor whispered sympathetically.
I grabbed the doctor's collar. "Sorry?"
"What was the cause of brain death?" Dexter interrupted the doctor and asked calmly.
"Excessive blood loss..." The doctor was so stunned by Dexter's presence that he replied without confidence.
Dexter forcefully pushed the doctor aside to enter the operating room.
"You can't enter. It's sterile inside..."
Before the doctor could finish speaking, Joel hastily covered his mouth from behind.
