Stop There, Daddy

“Call the doctor, quick!” He Siming hugged Wen Baobao, who was covered in blood on his arm and forehead. The clothes on his arm had been completely covered up by blood red. One of the vases that Wen Shuyue had accidentally thrown just now happened to hit his head, while the other vase’s splash fragments cut his arm’s artery.

At this moment, Wen Shuyue looked at He Siming like a fool and tried to stop the bleeding for Wen Baobao. She hadn’t recovered from what had just happened. By the time she reacted, the doctor had already arrived.

“Wen Baobao!” It’s Mother’s fault, it’s all Mother’s fault. Mother shouldn’t be angry at smashing the vase! Wen Baobao, baby.. “She screamed heart-wrenching as everyone else watched this silently. He Siming’s face was cold as he hugged her tightly from behind, not letting her disturb the doctor.Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Right now, he only felt that his brain was about to explode. His wife had a mental problem because the child was gone, and the other child was injured. Even if he wanted to blame her, he didn’t have any stand. After all, she was the one who suffered the most after the child’s accident.

“Yueyue, calm down first. Can we let the doctor save the child?” He patiently comforted the little woman in his arms.

She turned around and hugged him. She hid in his arms and cried loudly, “What did I do?” I actually hurt my son myself. I’m not a good mother. I’m not worthy of being a mother… ah!

“It’s fine, this is not your fault. You don’t want to be like this either.”

“Why is God so unfair to us? We have never done anything like do things offensive to God and reason. Why do I want to hurt my other child after I lose a child…”

The heart-wrenching cries echoed throughout the ward for a long time. Everyone’s heart was covered with a dark shadow, especially He Siming. He didn’t know how to comfort the current Wen Shuyue. He could only silently hug her and accompany her to the treatment room to wait for news of Wen Baobao’s treatment.

“Doctor, how’s my son now?” As soon as the doctor came out, Wen Shuyue pounced on her. “Doctor, I beg you, you must save him, you must save him!” As she said this, she had already fallen to the ground.

The doctor took down his mask and tried hard to pull Wen Shuyue up. “Miss, don’t worry, we will do our best. It’s urgent now. Please stand up and listen to me.”

He Siming quickly pulled her up with the doctor. “Shunyue, let’s calm down first. Let’s hear what the doctor said.”

“Doctor, tell me!” Wen Shuyue wiped her tears and calmed herself down.

“Your child is currently not in danger of life, but the wound is too big, causing a large amount of blood loss. We have to give him a blood transplant now. Your son needs to send a large amount of IV Syndicate blood. Previously, the hospital just received a batch of patients from a major traffic accident, and the IV Syndicate has been used up. I wonder who the two of you are o-type blood?

“I’m O-type blood. Wen Baobao and I have the same blood type. Doctor, please pick me!” Wen Shuyue immediately stretched out her arm and said.

He Siming looked at Wen Shuyue, who had just woken up. She was worried in her heart and couldn’t help asking, “Shunyue, are you sure you want to go blood?” You’ve just woken up and your body hasn’t recovered at all… ”

“I’m fine, SMing, you don’t have to worry.” In order to save Wen Baobao, she didn’t care about these things, so He Siming had to rely on her.

During the process of drawing blood, he stayed with Wen Shuyue for fear that she might lose. After the blood draining was over, Wen Shuyue’s lips became white and dry, and her face was almost bloodless. Even so, she was still clamouring to see how Wen Baobao was doing. He Siming had a darkened face and carried her back to the ward without saying a word.

Wen Shuyue fell asleep not long after lying on the bed. After a doctor’s examination, she knew that her life was fine for the time being, but after she drained her blood, her body was extremely weak and she could no longer endure any torment.

“I wonder how you, as a husband, take care of your wife. She’s in such a poor state, yet she actually agreed to give her blood?” The doctor complained as he prescribed nutrient fluid for her. However, when he saw He Siming’s charcoal like aura, his voice subconsciously became much smaller.

At noon, He Siming made a special call to He Wei’s mother and asked her to prepare some medicated meal soup for nourishing blood and qi at home to bring it to the hospital. By the way, he also told Wen Baobao about his injury.

Mrs. He cried over the phone. “Son, what’s wrong with our family?” The wife finally woke up and now something happened to her grandson.

“Mom, don’t worry. Wen Baobao is fine now but injured,” He Siming listened to his mother’s words and blamed himself. Even if it was him, he would feel be mentally and physically exhausted in an instant, but as a man, he had to persevere.

At night, Wen Baobao had just woken up, but when he woke up, he immediately clamored to eat. He’s mother felt that he had left so much blood, so she must have helped him up, so she bought him a lot of his favorite food.

Wen Baobao watched carefully as he ate, afraid that he would hurt him. Although he was injured this time, he really did not expect to eat so many delicious food. After all, Wen Shuyue always deliberately controlled him to eat snacks.

Just as he was eating happily, Wen Shuyue entered the ward. She wasn’t so emotional now. When He Wei saw her coming, she took the initiative to leave the room.

Wen Baobao stared at her with his big round eyes. “Baby, are your wounds still hurting?” It’s all Mommy’s fault. Please forgive Mommy. Mommy has let you down.

“Mommy, don’t cry anymore. The baby doesn’t hurt.” Wen Baobao wiped her tears off obediently. “Mommy, baby loves you. Don’t be sad. Although I know that my little brother is gone and my mother’s heart hurts, I still have babies!” The baby will stay with Mommy forever.

Hearing her son’s words, Wen Shuyue felt even more guilty about what she had done. “Baby, thank you, thank you really. Don’t worry, Mother will go to the psychiatrist obediently and go home and never separate from the baby.”

Mrs. He and He Siming, who had been staring at the room outside, finally let out a long sigh of relief when they saw the mother and son hugging each other.