Chapter 171: They Have the Same Blood Type
Halle was stunned for a moment before she understood. Horton had always thought that Titus was the child’s father. Moreover, he knew that Titus wanted to remarry her.
Halle had mixed feelings. If someone else asked her this question today, she would answer him without hesitation.
But now, the one asking this question was Horton.
She didn’t know how to answer because she had caused this misunderstanding at first. Now denying it was ridiculous.
"I heard that Titus went to your hospital the other day..."
"I hit him, and he’s still in the hospital. He said something nasty in the face of Hilla and Margaret. I didn’t want them to be embarrassed, so I hit him."
Horton said with a serious look, which made it hard to tell his emotions.
At that time, he could only hear "Halle". Titus, who made Halle pregnant, should hurl insults at her.
Although he was just passing by and didn’t hear much, and he didn’t know why Hilla had argued with Titus, he wanted to beat Titus at that moment.
"Halle!"
Halle looked up, only to see his fair side face.
His facial features looked gentle and delicate, good-looking and soft, and at a glance, he was an affectionate man.
"What’s wrong?"
Horton suddenly lowered his head, and Halle unexpectedly met his eyes. She was a little nervous and looked away.
"If you want to get married in the future, or want to find a father for the child, even if you don’t consider me, don’t remarry Titus. He is not worthy of you."
Horton did not speak again. He said this for the sake of Halle, not out of selfish motives.
Given a man like Titus, if Halle remarried for the sake of the baby, her future life would probably not be better than before.
Halle looked at Horton who faced the door with a smile. "Thank you!"
Suddenly there was a sound!
The elevator stopped and was stuck between the 14th and 15th floors.
Halle lost her balance and staggered. At that moment, a strong arm was put around her waist to support her body. "Don’t be afraid. It’s just that the elevator is stuck. I’ll
call someone over."
Halle steadied herself and slowly nodded.
She wasn’t afraid because he was there but was startled by the sudden stop.
Horton helped Halle to stand in the corner of the elevator before he rang the alarm bell.
When the property manager heard that it was the owner on the 15th or 16th floors, and there was a pregnant woman, he hurriedly called for someone.
The phone couldn’t work in the elevator. Fortunately, there was electricity and the air was in circulation.
Horton held Halle, took off his coat, and laid it on the ground.
"Are you tired? If you are tired, sit down and wait. Someone will come and save us soon."
Halle smiled gently. "You don’t have to comfort me. I’m not afraid."
She was not that timid. If she was alone, she might panic, but with Horton by her side, she was calm.
Looking at Halle who was relaxed, Horton was slightly stunned and then smilingly ruffled her hair.
This action caused Halle to turn from relaxation to embarrassment.
What was he doing?
Horton also realized that he had unknowingly done something, and then he suddenly froze.
He apologized, "Sorry, I..."
There was a thump!
The elevator fell to the 13th floor, and then the elevator door opened. Just as the two staff members outside were about to speak, they saw Halle standing in the corner with a pale face and tightly pursed lips.
Horton tightly held Halle in his arms, but inevitably, Halle was still affected. Soon a warm heat spread from her legs to her pants. "Halle, don’t move. You, you’ve broken water!"
Horton got anxious. He felt Halle was pinching his arm tightly and her hands were never so pale.
"I, I think I’m going to have a baby."
The amniotic fluid was broken, and the pain from the contraction was gradually becoming obvious. Halle took a deep breath and looked at Horton, saying with a smile, "It’s fine, I’m not afraid."
If it was so, how would she have so much sweat on her forehead and use so much strength to grab his arm?
Horton looked at fondly, bent over to pick her up, and comforted her, "Believe me, even if it is broken, it will not be so soon. The child will be okay. I’ll send you to the hospital."
Halle nodded in pain.
After the warm flow, she could only feel the constant pain brought about by the contraction.
She couldn’t even breathe when she was in pain but could regain strength after the pain.
"Here, take this elevator. I’ll call the ambulance!"
"No need. Find the owner of the 15th floor, tell her that her sister is going to give birth, and ask them to go to the hospital."
Since his car was downstairs, he could send Halle to the hospital.
"Don’t let Hilla worry."
When she was carefully placed in the car by Horton, Halle was holding her belly, her hair wet.
This was more painful than she had thought. It was more painful than when she had been kicked by the child in her belly before.
At the thought that the little fellow was about to come out, she was both delighted and scared.
She held on to the clothes due to nervousness, waiting for the next contraction.
Horton quickly drove to the hospital. Fortunately, Bruce had bought this house because the hospital, school, mall, and firm were all nearby.
"It’s not that I want her to worry. She has to go. You don’t have any relatives, and only Hilla can sign the consent form for you."
Then he placed a hand on Halle’s belly and comforted her, "Don’t worry, the baby will be fine. Relax now. Do you remember the breathing method I taught you?"
Halle nodded and smiled weakly. "I’ve been in the gestation class, I know."
"Okay, take your time to breathe. It’s not the rush hour now. We’ll be at the hospital soon. Don’t be afraid."
"Okay, I am not afraid."
Halle felt that she had calmed down now. Her child was about to be born and she could see his or her little face. At the very least, at this moment, the father and mother, the two closest people, were here.
Halle glanced at the man who was driving seriously and broke into a smile.
When the pain came again, she felt it was not so unbearable.
Inside the car, it was particularly quiet, so quiet that every time Halle took a deep breath out of the pain, it could be heard clearly.
After a long time, Halle heard Horton suddenly said, "Halle, I am scared!" He had never been so afraid. He was indeed afraid!
...
Horton tightened his grip on the steering wheel, and upon closer inspection, he discovered that he was sweating.
It wasn’t that he had never seen a woman producing, nor was it that the brain department could not see blood and newborn labor.
He once helped a refugee deliver a baby in the forests of Africa, but at that time, he was very calm.
Although he did not have enough knowledge of childbirth, at this moment, it’s ok for him to take care of a pregnant woman in labor to the hospital.
But now, the person sitting next to him was Halle, and he actually panicked.
A warm little hand held the back of his hand, Horton turned to look at Halle.
Even though she was frowning in pain, she still smiled and comforted him, "It’s fine. I believe you."
Beneath her feet was a pool of blood, bright red and glaring.
Horton did not dare to take another look and only wanted to take Halle to the hospital.
As long as he couldn’t see it, he would calm down a little.
Taking a deep breath, Horton calmed himself down and looked at Halle seriously, "Now, remember the interval between each pain, and the time of the pain. Remember it."
Then he gave the phone to Halle and focused on driving.
Halle bit her lips and nodded. This was the first time she had faced such a situation. The child’s father was sitting next to her. He was a doctor. She believed that she and the child would be safe.
...
"My sister is going to give birth. What should we do?"
Hearing that Halle had an accident in the elevator and her amniotic fluid broke, Hilla panicked.
What to do?
What was she going to do?
"Hilla, calm down."
"No, I have to call my sister. She must be very scared now."
Hilla trembled and held her cell phone, but she couldn’t even turn on the screen.
Her fingertips were trembling. Seeing this, Bruce quickly grabbed her hand and took
her phone.
"What’s my sister’s number? No, I should go to the hospital now, right?"
For the first time, Hilla was frightened out of her sense. She grabbed Bruce’s arm and asked, "What do you think I should do?"
Bruce took a deep breath and pulled her to the side to sit down, "Halle is the one who gave birth. No one can help her now. Listen, Hilla. Now go upstairs and change your clothes, and then we will go to the hospital. Halle’s operation is still waiting for your signature. Don’t be afraid, I am here."
Change clothes? Go to the hospital? Operation, sign!
Hilla came back to her senses in a daze. She glanced at the silk nightgown on her body. Was she going to run outside wearing this?
"I’m going to change my clothes now."
Hilla finally realized what she was going to do. She hurriedly ran upstairs to change clothes and came down. Then she hurried Bruce away.
In the car, Hilla couldn’t help but stamp her feet.
"Do you think it will be dangerous if the amniotic fluid breaks? Is the child ok?"
"My sister is looking forward to the birth of this child. If something happens to the child, she must be heartbroken."
"It’s all my fault. I should be with her. I should be by her side all the time. I knew that she was going to give birth, but..."
"Hilla!"
Bruce sternly said, "No one knows that the elevator will malfunction. It will be the same if you were there."
"But at least I can be by her side now. I know how she is. Does her stomach hurt? Will there be a lot of blood?"
As Hilla spoke, her tears began to fall.
She blamed herself for getting up late and not accompanying Halle to the hospital.
"Fortunately, there is still Horton by Halle’s side. He is a doctor. He’s more meaningful there than we are in this situation."
Maybe Horton could save Halle’s life.
Hospital.
Horton looked at Halle who was about to be in the operating room and held her hand tightly, "Don’t be afraid. I’ll be waiting for you outside."
"Don’t worry. I’ve done a more dangerous operation than this. This is very simple. There won’t be any danger. You just need to go in and sleep. Everything will be fine."
"Halle, are you in pain? If it hurts, just bite me."
Horton felt that his mind was blank at this time. All he can think of is Halle or the pool of blood in the car after he carried Halle out of the car.
It was dazzling. As a doctor, he had undergone so many operations and seen much more blood than this, but when he thought that it was Halle’s, he felt as if his heart was being stabbed.
Halle smiled weakly, "It’s fine. You’ve already helped me and the child a lot. Neither he nor I will blame you."
This was the worst plan she had for herself!
"Is Halle’s family here? The surgery needs to be signed."
After Halle was pushed into the operating room, a nurse came out with a thick stack and asked.
Horton bit his tongue, and the hand that stopped in the air fell down. "Her sister is still on the way."
"I’m here. I’m her sister."
Hilla felt that she had never run so fast in her life, leaving Bruce far behind.
She ran to the operating room and signed her name hurriedly. She grabbed the nurse’s hand and said, "Please. Please make sure my sister and the child are safe."
"If you grab me, they will not be safe."
The nurse answered rudely, which scared Hilla so much that she quickly let go of her hand and stood timidly at the door of the operation room. After a while, she looked at Horton and said, "My sister will be safe, won’t she?"
Horton was a doctor, and what he said was more credible.
Horton frowned and left without saying a word.
Bastard. How dare he say he likes her sister? Now he was scared to run away when he saw her sister have a baby.
Before long, Horton changed his surgical clothes and came back. He put on his mask and entered the operating room without even looking at Hilla.
Do doctors all have special privileges?
When Bruce came over, he was followed by the director, but the man who was walking at the front was in a hurry. It seemed that he did not have the mood to hear what the director said.
Walking to the door of the operation room, Bruce took Hilla, who was lost in thought, into his arms and frowned in distress.
Half an hour later!
The door opened. Halle was pushed out from the inside. She was half-awake and
half-asleep. When she saw Hilla, she smiled.
"The adult and child are safe."
The surgeon looked at Bruce and the director. Only then did the director give a long sigh of relief. Then he looked up and saw Horton holding a small baby out of the delivery room.
Horton directly ran to Halle and said excitedly, "Halle, it’s a girl, a very beautiful girl."
"Halle, this child has type B blood!"
Horton’s hands trembled with excitement, but he still carefully held the sleeping baby in his arms.
He wanted to tell Halle that he was also a type B blood...
Look how excited Horton is! He’s probably not a real doctor...