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CHAPTER 13: Saving Two Lives
Author: Rosehipstea
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I didn’t think. I just moved. 

My blood-stained, bruised fingers clamped around Dr. Seo Ji-Hoon’s wrist like a vise, stopping the plastic syringe less than an inch from the pregnant woman’s IV port. 

"What the hell are you doing?!" Seo shrieked, his voice cracking. He tried to yank his arm away, but the sheer adrenaline pumping through my exhausted veins locked my grip in place. 

"You’re goin

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