I'm Betty, Betty Ross. Nice to meet you too!" As a girlfriend, Betty behaved naturally and gracefully after the crisis was resolved.
"Where are you going? On a honeymoon or something?" Jennifer teased. She really wanted to see her brother get married, with whom she had a good relationship since childhood.
Betty blushed. She and Bruce hadn't seen each other for four years. When they met again, his father interfered with them. Now they were both fugitives.
"Well, it won't last long, half a year at most." Bruce Banner smiled. If you don't cherish a woman who doesn't mind your monster identity and is willing to flee with you, you'd be damned.
"That's good. Remember to invite me to your wedding." Jennifer winked and teased.
"Jennifer, have you recently accepted a criminal case involving gangs?" Bruce Banner asked seriously.
"Yes, that's right? What's wrong?" Jennifer looked at Bruce strangely, not understanding why he suddenly asked this.
"Give up this case, it's very dangerous for you!" Bruce Banner said quickly.
Jennifer felt warm at heart when she heard this, but her professional ethics as a lawyer would not allow her to give up on this case. Jennifer said, "Bruce, you don't have to say anything. I'm a lawyer with my own principles. This time, the gangs are involved because their actions are too extreme. I must expose their evil deeds!"
Jennifer had just finished speaking when her whole body suddenly paused and she fell forward.
Bruce quickly reached out to support her, but as soon as he touched her body, a warm and wet feeling came from his palm. He stretched out his hand and saw that his hands were covered in blood.
Blood seeped through Jennifer's white shirt little by little, which meant that she was attacked. Looking at all this, Bruce's eyes showed a terrifying green light.
"Bruce, Bruce. Calm down, calm down quickly." Betty immediately became panicked when she heard the shrill beeping sound of the watch on Bruce's hand that was used to monitor his heartbeat.
For her, the consequences of Bruce's anger would be far more serious than Jennifer's current injury.
Once he loses his mind, the entire Los Angeles will face a huge disaster, and they will also attract the attention of the military, which is something she doesn't want to see, so she began to try her best to calm Bruce Banner's emotions.
"Jennifer can still be saved. We need to rush her to the hospital. Bruce, control yourself. Saving lives is more important now!"
Bruce Banner listened to Betty's voice and began to breathe hard. The cold air was brought into his lungs and began to cool his blood that was boiling with anger.
The monster in his heart began to be suppressed gradually, and his heartbeat began to calm down.
Finally, the green light in his eyes subsided.
"You're right, Betty. Get a taxi and let's go to the hospital right away."
Bruce and Betty rushed to the hospital with the injured Jennifer. Fortunately, the hospital was not far from them.
Jennifer was shot and was witnessed by many people. Many people knew this famous female lawyer in Los Angeles, and such terrible news spread quickly.
Jennifer's father, who is also the chief of the Los Angeles Police Department, immediately dispatched police officers to arrest the attacker.
This incident was soon reported in the newspapers.
When Natasha arrived in Los Angeles and saw the newspapers and the Los Angeles Times reports, she knew she was a step too late.
I don't know if I can meet Banner again now.
However, in the current situation, Natasha felt that she should find Jennifer first. Bruce Banner would return to Los Angeles sooner or later. If she could help Jennifer survive the danger, she believed that her chances of persuading Bruce Banner would increase several levels.
Without any hesitation, he asked passers-by which hospital Jennifer was in and rushed over quickly.
"Do you have any way to save people?" Natasha asked softly.
"Just let me possess her. As long as her head isn't blown up, I can save her." Yang Han replied calmly.
"Okay, I'll leave it to you then." Natasha nodded, hailed a taxi and headed to the hospital where Jennifer was.
After Bruce and Betty sent Jennifer to the emergency room, Bruce sat uneasily in the chair as the lights in the emergency room came on. His heartbeat was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, which meant that he was not at peace.
Although he has a set of effective methods to control his emotions, in the current situation, this method can only play a very limited role.
Fortunately, Betty was by his side, and her constant comfort kept his heart rate below the safe threshold.
This situation continued until the lights in the operating room went out.
"Doctor, how is she?" Seeing the doctor coming out of the operating room, Bruce hurried forward and asked anxiously.
"Are you a family member of the patient?"
"No, we're just her friends." Betty said it for Bruce before he could answer automatically.
Their current status is fugitives. Once they register their identity, it means they have told the military their location, which is not a good thing for anyone.
"Her condition is very serious. We've removed the bullet. But she's lost a lot of blood, and our hospital doesn't have her blood type. It'll take some time to transfer her from another hospital, but given her current condition, I don't think she can make it that far. If you know their family, it would be best to contact them."
The doctor's statement was almost equivalent to issuing a death notice, which made Bruce dazed for a moment.
Chapter 61: Blood Transfusion
"Calm down, Bruce. Doctor, what is my friend's blood type?" Betty asked hurriedly, worried that Bruce would lose control. She needed to understand the key to the problem in order to stop Bruce from going berserk. While comforting Bruce, Betty asked the doctor.
"That woman's blood type is Rh-negative, which is an extremely rare blood type. I'm sorry that our blood bank doesn't have this blood type."
The doctor shook his head and walked away. He felt a little helpless. As a doctor, his job was to cure diseases and save lives. This patient could obviously be saved, but because the blood bank did not have this blood type, he could only watch her die. This feeling was extremely terrible.
His answer gave Betty a chance to breathe. She immediately searched her brain and found a way to deal with it.
"Bruce, calm down. Jennifer can still be saved. You can't save her like this." Betty comforted him softly. She could understand Bruce's feelings. If it was her relatives who encountered such a thing, she might also behave crazy.
"How to save her, Betty. What should I do to save her?" Bruce Banner's eyes flashed green, and he grabbed Betty's wrists with both hands, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, and asked anxiously with a face full of anxiety.
"Don't forget, Bruce. Your blood type is also Rh-negative. You can use your blood to cure her." Although Betty felt a little pain from Bruce's pinch, she still comforted her softly. Although this was not a solution for Jennifer, it was much better than letting Bruce become that monster.
"No! Betty, I can't do this!" Bruce Banner let go of Betty's hand and muttered, disagreeing with the idea. He knew his own situation very well.
Once his blood was transferred to his sister, it would likely cause unpredictable serious consequences. His own fate was tragic enough, and he didn't want to bring this tragic fate to his sister.
"You and your companion have found a solution, right? Now you can use your blood to save her, and when you get to New York you can also use the method you found to turn her back." Betty held Bruce's shoulder and said loudly.
"No! Betty, you don't understand at all. What happened to me was an accident. Jennifer may not be so lucky." Bruce shook his head, his face full of pain and hesitation.
But Betty's next words forced him to make up his mind.
"Bruce, listen to me, only your blood can save her now. No matter what the final outcome is, are you going to watch her die like this?" Betty asked.
Bruce Banner finally made up his mind after figuring it out. He found the doctor who had already started packing up and said to him, "Doctor, use my blood! My blood type is the same as the patient's. I can give her a blood transfusion!"
The doctor glanced at Bruce, lowered his head and said, "Okay sir, we will arrange a blood test immediately. As long as your blood type matches, we will start treating her immediately."
"It's too late, doctor. I'm worried my friend won't make it that far." Betty interrupted the doctor and explained anxiously, "I'm sure my boyfriend has the same blood type as hers. Please help her as soon as possible. We really don't have much time."
The doctor, perhaps sensing their unspeakable distress, let his instinct to heal and save lives take over. He didn't consider anything else. He simply glanced at Bruce meaningfully and said, "Okay, I'll start preparing a blood transfusion for her right away."
"Thank you, doctor!" Bruce Banner thanked him repeatedly, and the green light in his eyes faded.