Why Did I Become the Villainess?

358  : Transfusion

 I walk back and forth outside the operating room. I couldn't help but feel nervous. I just hope everything turns okay.  Please be okay, Mister.  I have been waiting outside the operating room for half an hour now, but the doors are still closed. I'm worried that he might have raptured organs. Although I know Brother Pascal is a great Doctor, I still couldn't help but worry.  Time passed, and the door finally opened. Brother Pascal gets out of the operating looking exhausted. I immediately rush towards him.  "Brother, Brother, how is he?"

 Brother Pascal heaved a sigh first before he answered me. "He is in a stable condition now. His Appendix was stabbed. I just managed to still save it in time, and it's a good thing all of his major organs were safe. Right now, all we need to do is to transfuse blood to his body. He lost a lot of blood because of the wound. It's a good we arrived in time, or else it will be impossible to save him."

 I nod my head. "Then you can go ahead and test my blood first."

 Brother Pascal stares at me. "Csille, are you sure you want to give your blood to him? You know how the nobles—"

 I hold Brother Pascal's hand. "Brother, what's the difference between our blood with theirs? Nothing right? It is still blood. It's not as if our blood has magical powers. That's why we couldn't share it with anyone. So, why would I hesitate to give blood to someone who needs it?"

 Brother Pascal stares at me for a couple of seconds. Probably to see if I am sincere with what I said. He then nods his head. "If that is what you want. However, I need to bring him to a clean room. The operating room is not suitable for the patient."

 I nod my head. It's a good thing that we also have five Hospital rooms in here. It has everything it needs for someone who is sick.  "Let me help you then. Do I need to wear something too?"

 Brother Pascal looks at my dress and nods his head. "Yes, please. It is to make sure that there will be no infections."

 After putting on the protective coat, Brother Pascal and I now move the patient to a Hospital room in the Foundation.  Brother Pascal makes sure that everything is okay with the patient before he asks me to go to the lab, where he can examine my blood. Besides from the operating room here. We also have labs for testing and even a pharmacy that is still close right now.

 "Csille, can you wait outside? I'll just run some tests on your blood sample and see if you match with the patient."

 I nod my head and immediately get out of the lab and wait outside. I just hope we match. I know there are people who want to donate blood to the patient, but I just want to help him as much as I can, even if it involves me sharing my blood with him.

 I was busy waiting outside when Lilla walked toward me. "Dame Csille? Is everything okay? What are you doing here?"

 I look at Lilla and give her a smile. Although I know, it looks fake because I don't know how to smile right now. Everything is a mess.

 "The patient is already stable, but he needs to have a blood transfusion as fast as possible. Brother Pascal is inside the lab testing my blood to see if it would match with the patient's blood."

 Lilla sits beside me and holds my hand. "Dame Csille, are you sure you want to share your blood with a commoner? Shouldn't you ask the Count and the Countess first? What if they disagree? What—"

 I shake my head. "Lilla, I'm already old enough to decide on my own. And don't worry about my parents. I'm sure they will understand if they know what I did."

 Lilla is about to say something when Brother Pascal gets out of the laboratory. I immediately stand up and rush to his side. "Brother, what's the result? Does my blood match with his?"

 Brother Pascal stares straight into my eyes for a couple of seconds. I can see the hesitation in his eyes. He is probably worried about the fact that I am sharing my blood with a commoner too.

 I hold on tightly to Brother Pascal's arm. "Brother, tell me the truth. Am I a match with him? Please, don't lie to me."

 Brother Pascal heaves a deep sigh. "You are match with him, Csille." I can hear the reluctance in his voice while saying it. I know he disagrees about me sharing my blood with other people.

 I heave a sigh of relief. "Then, what are we waiting for? Come on, Brother. Let's start the transfusion."

 I was about to pull Brother Pascal's hand, but he stopped me. "Csille, are you sure you want to do this? There are a lot of people in the lobby who wants to donate blood for the patient too. Why don't you just let them donate blood for him?"

 I look at Brother Pascal and shake my head. "Then it means you need to test them all, and it will take time. You already told me earlier that the patient needs to have a transfusion as fast as possible or else his condition might get unstable again. So, why are you hesitating? It's not as if I am forced to do this."

 Brother Pascal heaves a sigh and nods his head before he guides me to the patient's room. He just brief me on the procedure before he asks me to lie down and starts the transfusion.

 I just close my eyes and relax my body so it won't be difficult for the transfusion. However, in the middle of the transfusion, I feel my vision darken until I lose my consciousness.

 When I woke up, I found myself lying on a bed. I immediately looked at my side to see the patient, but I was shocked when I saw Prince Fraser instead. He is lying on the bed beside me. Prince Fraser looks at me.

 "Prince Fraser..."

 "You're finally awake." I was startled when I heard a voice on my left side. I immediately look at my left side and find Brother Pascal staring at me. He then shakes his head. "You collapsed after the transfusion. You donated a lot of blood that you almost risked your own life. It's a good thing his highness shares his blood with you, or else we won't have any other choice but to call Aunt and Uncle."

 Unlike the commoners, it's a common rule among the nobilities that they will only accept noble blood. That's why Brother Pascal is worried that he needs to call Mother and Father if Prince Fraser didn't donate his blood to me.

 But... I frowned when I realized that something was wrong. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

 I immediately turn my head to Prince Fraser! He is sharing his blood with me? A Royal is sharing his blood with a noble?  If nobles are cautious when it comes to transfusion, the Royalties are more cautious than them. Only a Royalty can receive blood from a Royalty.

 And Prince Fraser donating his blood to me means...

 I try to get up and get the hose that is transfusing Prince Fraser's blood into my body. But Brother Pascal immediately stops me. "Csille, what are you trying to do?"

 I look at Brother Pascal. "Brother, how can you let his highness donate his blood to me? You know how precious his blood is. How can you just let me take it?" I repeatedly shake my head. "Please take this hose from my body. If you need to call Mother and Father, just do it. Why do you need to let Prin—"

 All the words I wanted to say got stuck in my throat when Prince Fraser suddenly spoke. "And what's wrong with you accepting my blood? We are engaged, Csille. Sooner or later, you will become my wife. That means you will also become a Royalty. So, I don't see anything wrong with that?"

 Nothing is wrong with that? Everything is wrong, Prince Fraser. You, donating your blood with me, is like a confirmation that Csille will become a Royalty.  But that is a lie! I know more than anyone else what will happen in the future. You will end up with Princess Paislee and not me. So, you donating your blood to me will be unacceptable to you in the future.  I just don't want you to blame me, Prince Fraser. I don't want you to regret that you donated your blood to the traitor of the Vrawyth Kingdom.  I repeatedly shake my head. "Brother Pascal, please stop this. I... I can't... I can't accept his highness blood. So, please."  Brother Pascal stares at me. He looks like he wants to follow me, but he is still hesitating.

 I was about to plead to Brother Pascal when Prince Fraser suddenly spoke. "Doctor Pascal, I am commanding you as the Crown Prince of this Kingdom. You cannot take that hose until the transfusion is done. If you try to disobey my order, that means you are disrespecting the throne." Prince Fraser said in an authoritative manner.

 I immediately turn my head to Prince Fraser, and he stares at me in return.  What is this Prince trying to do? I don't understand why he is doing this. I am only trying to save him from regretting his decision in the future, but why does he keep insisting on what he wants?  I try to open my mouth to refute to Prince Fraser, but he glares at me. So, I immediately shut my mouth and looked the other way. Hoping I would just melt right here right now.

 Okay, if that is what you want. Just don't blame me once we reach at the part where we will stand on the opposite side.

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 A few moments after, the transfusion ended, and Brother Pascal was now checking Prince Fraser's condition. Although he only transfused a little blood for me, it is still best to check his highness' condition. After all, he is still the Crown Prince of the Vrawyth Kingdom.

 After making sure that everything is okay with Prince Fraser's condition, Brother Pascal then checks on me. He was busy checking my condition when someone barged into the room.

 I look up and find Rufus, Princess Paislee, Prince Joachim with Prince Christofre. My eyes widen when I remember that Prince Christofre is supposed to visit the Foundation today. But because I got preoccupied with the accident, it slipped my mind to ask for an update about Prince Christofre.

 "Csille! We heard the news from Lilla. Is it true? You really share your blood with a commoner?" Rufus anxiously asks. I could see in his eyes that he wanted to rush toward me to check on me, but he was probably hesitating because Brother Pascal was still checking on my condition.

 I immediately get up from my bed and try to move, but Brother Pascal stops me. "Stop, moving around. Your body is still weak, and you need to recuperate for a few days. I suggest you take a break from working first and rest at the house. I'm sure Aunt and Uncle wouldn't let you work after he heard this news."

 Rufus probably couldn't stop his worry. He left the other royalties in the doorway and rushed towards me. "Yeah, You should listen to Brother Pascal. Stop being stubborn and let him do his work."

 I look at Rufus and sigh before I look at Prince Christofre. I tried my best to look at him apologetically. This is not what I planned. I just hope he won't use this against us, or else I couldn't forgive myself.

 "Your highness, Prince Christofre, forgive me if I couldn't welcome you properly. Things get out of hand, and I don't have any choice but to deal with them first. I hope you wouldn't feel offended."

 Prince Christofre stares at me for a couple of seconds before nodding his head. "You shouldn't worry, Dame Csille. I have seen what happened, and I actually admire you for what you did. I didn't know you even know how to ride a horse."

 My eyes widened when I heard what he said. He saw me riding a horse? Although it's quite common for men to learn horseback riding, it is quite unacceptable for ladies to do that. They said it isn't what a lady should do.  What should I do? Does he feel disappointed with what happened? What if he used this to wage war against with the Vrawyth Kingdom?