When she opened her eyes, she heard Susan say, "Finally awake? Your physical fitness is pretty good. It seems that you can draw more blood."

"You still want more!"

"Oh, you have to be responsible for causing my dad's brain hemorrhage. It's your job to draw blood, and Mr. Wood agrees."

Gale struggled to sit up. "You and the dean put on this good show together!"

"That's right, who made you this stupid, and who asked you to conceive a child?" Susan walked to the hospital bed. "Gale, I can let y