Not Your Battle [PewDiePie FanFiction]

Ch. 27-My Type

'Jollie's POV.
Beep. Beep. Beep
Beeps is all I hear. I see the rolling ceiling as I'm being rolled across the hallway.
On my left I see a doctor and a nurse.
On my right I see a nurse and two other guys. A blonde man and a brown haired man.
They seem very familiar.

I get rolled into a room and the two men get held back. The door slams on the blonde guy looking very worried. He's kinda cute. I Never had a crush before.
Once I'm set in the room, the doctors are scurrying around and yelling back and forth at each other:
"She needs more blood."

"Do we have her type?"

"All out."

"She's loosing it!"

"But she's awake!"

"Her arm is bleeding more that ever!"

"Biggest you've seen?"

"Ask the boys."

The doctor runs out and the door closes. Through the window on the door shows the two guys talking and the doctor talking. The brown haired one raises his hand and he gets taken into the room I'm in.
"Hey there Jollie." He says to me,
"I'm gonna save your life."

who is this man?
He sits on a chair and has his right arm out and the doctor takes blood. Two pints.
"Eat this." The doctor says to the man.

"Why?" He asked.

"It keeps you up and hydrated and awake." The doctor says and hands the man orange juice and a cookie and sends him out with the blonde one.

As the two of the men share the cookie, the doctors put me to sleep and I start to feel sleepy. Eyes getting heavy. The doctors aren't putting me to sleep, I saw the needle and blood and it made me dizzy. I can't look at that right now. I pass out. Like a light out of battery. Leaving with the world full of confusion and spinning rooms.