Chapter 5 Blood Type——23

I didn't answer. I closed my eyes again and fought the nausea with all my strength, clamping my lips together.

我没有回答。我再次闭上眼睛用尽全力对抗着恶心，紧闭着嘴唇。

"And not even your own blood," he continued, enjoying himself.

“即使是你自己的血也不行吗”，他继续问道，自我享受着。

I don't know how he opened the door while carrying me, but it was suddenly warm, so I knew we were inside.

当我背着我的时候我不知道他怎么开的门，但是一阵温暖，我就意识到我进入房间了。

"Oh my," I heard a female voice gasp.

“哦，天哪”我听到了一个喘气的女声。

"She fainted in Biology," Edward explained.

“她昏在了生物课上，”Edward解释道。

I opened my eyes. I was in the office, and Edward was striding past the front counter toward the nurse's door.

我睁开我的眼睛。我在一个办公室，并且Edward大步通过前面柜台朝着护士的门走去。

Ms. Cope, the redheaded front office receptionist, ran ahead of him to hold it open.

Cope女士，一个红头发的接待员，跑到他前面帮他把门打开。

The grandmotherly nurse looked up from a novel, astonished, as Edward swung me into the room and placed me gently on the crackly paper that covered the brown vinyl mattress on the one cot.

慈母般的护士从一本小说中抬起头，非常惊讶，爱德华侧着身把我抱进房间，轻轻地把我放在那张覆盖在屋里唯一一张帆布床的吹塑床垫上的，脆弱的薄纸上。

Then he moved to stand against the wall as far across the narrow room as possible. His eyes were bright, excited.

然后，在狭小的房间内，他在最远的地方面对着墙站着，他的眼睛明亮和兴奋。