Panda Blood

My best friend insisted that I go donate blood with her. After learning I had panda blood, she started looking for buyers online. Whenever someone needed panda blood, she forced me to donate. The injured person's family guilt-tripped me, demanding that I donate blood during my period to save their loved one. I refused, and the injured person's family stabbed me twenty-seven times. I bled to death. After I died, my best friend used my death to build her public image and became a huge online celebrity. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day she asked me to donate blood with her. She urged me: "Hurry up. If we're any later, the blood collection bus will leave." I smiled. "I'm on my period. You go donate first. You're such a good person, so you wouldn't mind, would you?"