A fire at an orphanage that has wounded many people. Which have a daughter 8 years. Doctors say that, if not timely blood transfusion, the baby will die. A quick test shows that none of the medical team had the same blood type with the tickets, but the majority of the child in the camp child orphaned. So they asked if I would volunteer to give blood.A: basically leave requirement is the silence along with the open eyes to. A few minutes passed, a slow, shaky arms to jam up, down, and then back to jam up."Oh, thank you, what's your name?" -The nurse asked."My pleasure, Sir," replied the boy.They quickly set up a typical alcohol content, pleased to hand and for a needle into a vein. Nice to lie im not saying a Word.A moment later the boy screamed, tears. They ask you to have pain but he just shook his head. Clearly the stress on my face, the medical staff are concerned. Right at that time, a teacher at the orphanage to go to. She talked to him and told medical staff: "The boy thought he was dying. You understand wrong. You think people told you to run out of blood to save her life. ""So why did you agree to blood transfusions?"The teacher turned to ask the boy and get a simple answer: "Because it is my friend!
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