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The doctors rushed around, a couple stitching up his wrists and trying to get him stable but he had lost too much blood. The hospital didn't have any blood the same blood type as Noah, so the doctors started calling around. No one was able to come in to give him a blood transfusion. But there was one last name on the list, Emery.
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"Hello?" Em asked into the phone, still groggy. "Emery, now is the time to give blo-" "I'm on my way.Should be there in ten." After she announced this, she shut off her phone and started for the hospital, signing in and heading to have her blood drawn, not knowing who she was giving it too.
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Noah just lay there, life slowly slipping away.
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Em let them draw her blood, staying after as it was transferred to Noah without her knowing.
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Noah Carpenter - The doctors seated Emery just outside Noahs door, so that they could get the blood to him quickly, but keep Noahs identity confidential. They took her blood and loading it into an IV to drip into Noahs bloodstream, but it wasn't enough. The heart monitor went flat and Noah stopped breathing. The doctors started hurrying around, performing CPR and shocking him with the defibrillator in attempt to keep him alive.
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Emery eventually stood and glanced in the door, ignoring it as she took a few steps before backing up and looking in again, barging in. "I don't care what you do but keep this man alive," She ordered, starting to silently sob.
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Noah Carpenter - The doctors continued to shock him, his body convulsing violently with every surge of electricity. "Ma'am, you need to step back," one nurse said, gently pushing her away and out of the way so the doctors could work. After many shocks later, he regained conciousness for a few seconds before falling right back into his unconcious state, but his heart was beating again. Then the doctors started frantically working on getting more blood in him, pumping as much blood as possible into his bloodstream. A doctor came over to Camery. "Ma'am, are you willing to do a direct blood transfer?" she asked. "We'd connect your vein and his, so your blood would flow straight from you to him,"
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"You don't need to ask, as long as he lives I'll do anything." She says, following the doctor in and sitting next to him, her blood pumping into him.
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Noah remained unconscious for another few hours.
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Emery remained by his side, holding his hand like it was her lifeline.
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