Kang Chan couldn't help but wonder who jumped off a building this time.

No, it doesn’t matter. Just survive. Wake up with your own memories intact. 

The empty blood bag soon filled up to the top.

As Yoo Hun-Woo prepared to remove the needle, Kang Chan voiced his thoughts, “Is that really enough?”

“Any more, and it may wear you out.”

"I'm fine, so let's do it one more time. It’s not like donating more blood will kill me," Kang Chan asserted.

“You could still experience shock. It hasn't been too long since your injury.”

Despite his warning, Yoo Hun-Woo hesitated to remove the needle due to Kang Chan’s insistence.

“There's no difference between shedding blood due to a stab wound and donating blood. Let's do it again.”

“Thank you, Mr. Kang Chan.”

An anxious agent tried to intervene, but Seok Kang-Ho waved him off, restraining him. The nurse swiftly took the plastic blood bag filled with Kang Chan's blood and left the room. Shortly afterward, the second bag was filled.

"Doctor! The patient shows no abnormal symptoms from...