Chapter 172: She Is Not Ashamed of Being a Good-at-Nothing
In the sick room, Hilla grabbed Halle’s hand and kept shedding tears.
She was sleeping after having anesthetics.
Bruce comforted Hilla, "Lower your voice, or you will wake Halle up."
It was only then that Hilla came to herself, and she was too afraid to make a sound.
Bruce smiled, "Mom is here!"
Hilla was stunned and quickly followed Bruce out of the room. Let Halle rest for a short while.
"Mom."
As soon as Hilla saw Orlenna, all her fear came out. She threw herself into her arms and cried.
Orlenna looked at Bruce with reproach. How could he scare her?
Bruce looked innocent. When he and Hilla came, Halle had already entered the operating room. After coming out, Halle was in a coma since she was given an anesthetic.
He didn’t think much of it, but how could Hilla be so scared?
"Alright, stop crying. Isn’t it a good thing for them to be healthy? It’s unlucky for you to cry like this. When your sister wakes up, she may think that something happened to the baby."
Orlenna tried to soothe her and then Hilla calmed down.
Hilla had never had a baby before, so she had no experience. She only felt distressed when she thought Halle was lying on the bed and couldn’t move.
Seeing that she stopped crying, Orlenna heaved a sigh of relief and comforted her with a smile, "Your sister will wake up soon. I asked someone to make soup. She cannot eat it right now. Ask the doctor later whether she can eat it."
Hilla took the thermos over and nodded obediently.
After she knew something wrong with Halle in the elevator, she felt annoyed. She had no idea what she needed to take. She just hurried over to see Halle.
They talked for a while before they heard someone running over fast.
Hilla saw Margaret running in the corridor at a glance and was about to ask her to keep quiet when she ran over with her arms shaking.
"How is Halle? How is the baby? Is she having the baby?"
She was dead tired.
"Lower your voice. This is the ward. Why are you running so fast?"
Hilla helped Margaret to sit down on the rest chair and looked at her gasping, "I ran fast to see how women give birth to babies. I have not seen it before."
That was why she ran so fast?
Hilla wanted to look down on her, but in front of Bruce and Orlenna, she should save her face.
"I didn’t expect it to be over!"
Unexpectedly, after taking a deep breath, Margaret said this.
She grabbed Hilla’s hand and said, "By the way, a boy and a girl? Does he look like Halle? Does he have fair skin or double-edged eyelid?"
She was always different from the others.
Shouldn’t she care about whether Halle and the baby were healthy after coming here for so long?
"A girl. I haven’t seen her yet. Horton has taken her for an examination and getting vaccinated."
"She was choked by the water. I heard that when we arrived at the hospital, the fetal heart was very weak. It was so urgent that she could not give birth naturally. So, they did a C-section. My sister is still in a coma."
Hilla muttered in a low voice. When she heard it, she felt even worse.
Margaret was also surprised. She frowned and whispered, "Halle, you are so awesome!"
"Margaret, I think you are better than others!"
Someone interrupted from time to time. Margaret waved her hand without raising her head, "I’m not. I haven’t had a baby yet. Halle is the best."
After saying that, she realized something. Suddenly she raised her head and saw Orlenna, who was towering over her.
"Mom, you are here too!"
"I’ve been standing here for such a long time. You didn’t see me until now?"
How could she just see it now? She just didn’t want to see her at all.
"Mom..."
"Don’t call me mom. What happened to your arm?"
Why did she have a disability after leaving home? Her baby girl was more "considerate" than before!
"It’s just a joke. I’m fine."
Margaret quickly told her the truth. She pulled off the gauze and then shook it in front of Orlenna.
She did it to play with a "fool".
Thinking of it, Margaret secretly looked Hilla and her brother up and down. Bruce was really lucky that Hilla had not fallen in love with someone else!
"What are you doing outside all day? Come back home and I’ll get your brother to arrange a proper job for you."
twenty-year-old girl who was like a slob, doing nothing every day. She was worried that no one wanted to marry her.
Would it go over?
Thinking of it, Orlenna felt worried. Margaret was not a child anymore. Halle was just a year older than her and had already given birth to a baby. Would nobody want Margaret in the future?
It was time to prepare a blind date for her, or she would be a slob one day.
"Mom, I have found a job which provides food and accommodation. I’m treated well now. I don’t want to work in the Anderson Group."
Living in a five-star hotel, of course, she would be treated well every day. "Then you have to come home with me now." "No, I want to stay here with Halle."
As soon as she finished speaking, a slight cough came from the room. Hilla, who had been paying attention to the room, rushed in quickly.
"Mom, she has grown up. Don’t worry. You can go home now!"
After saying that, she ran into the ward.
Orlenna could only look at Bruce helplessly. In any case, she would leave this troublesome girl to him.
"Halle, you’re awake."
"Yes, I’m fine. Where is my baby?"
Halle looked around and said in a panicky voice. Hilla quickly grabbed her hand and smiled, "Don’t worry, she is fine. She’s getting vaccinated and will be back soon."
Margaret put her head in her hands and stood to the side, saying with a face full of envy, "Halle, you are amazing."
As they spoke, the door opened. Bruce and Horton came in with the baby.
Margaret’s eyes immediately lit up. She said cheerfully, "Is this Halle’s baby?"
"Lower your voice and don’t wake her up."
Horton frowned and looked at Margaret with a warning.
"Oh, I know. I want to hug her."
"No, what if you fall?"
From beginning to end, Horton held the baby and did not let go. As a man, he walked around the hospital with a baby in his arms.
"Why can you hold the baby and I can’t? You’re not her father!"
She felt angry after being rejected.
No matter what, Halle was her sister-in-law’s sister, so she was more closely related to Halle.
...
What Margaret said suddenly silenced the whole room.
Hilla was surprised although she knew that Margaret was good at quarreling with people. Margaret knew that Horton had a deep affection for Halle and the baby was not his. She was still rubbing salt into his wounds.
She was indeed the daughter of the Andersons, so cruel!
Horton was so angry, thick of neck and red of face. He felt too embarrassed to speak.
In the end, he could only look at Halle nervously, holding the baby in his arms tightly. Their blood types are the same, so he wanted to ask Halle...
Margaret was refreshing and pleased after quarreling with Horton.
While Halle, on the other hand, was very nervous. She said quickly, "Give me my baby. I want to see my daughter."
She needed to hold her baby in her arms, or she won’t feel relieved.
"You see? You won’t let me hold the baby, but you have to give the baby to Halle," Margaret retorted.
She won the fight and was satisfied to see Horton carefully placed the baby beside Halle.
"She is a good girl. She has been sleeping very peacefully,"
Horton said with a smile. Looking at the wrinkled little face, he didn’t want to move his eyes away. The baby was the most beautiful and adorable girl in the world.
Halle looked at the baby and found that the little fellow was sleeping soundly. She smiled genuinely.
"Halle, the baby’s blood type... is B!" Horton said.
While holding the baby, he had also been thinking the whole night. Halle was in a coma before, so he didn’t have the chance to ask.
Now she had woken up, so he wanted to ask if Halle had mistaken the baby’s father. Perhaps ... it really was him. The time the baby was born coincided with the day when they were together.
"Type B, Halle, it is the same with us!"
Hilla exclaimed cheerfully, and with their shared blood type, she felt a closer kinship with her baby niece.
Halle also wanted to laugh with her, but that would pull the wound, so she had to watch them quietly.
Horton had a feeling of being struck by lightning!
Halle had a cesarean section so she had to stay in the hospital. Hilla didn’t want to go back to Lakeshore Center, so Bruce had no choice but to leave Margaret here with her.
It was inconvenient for men to stay here, and he didn’t think he could help.
After Halle gave birth, the nurse came over to help her with a postpartum repair. Hilla and Margaret were frightened at the sight that Halle’s face was turning pale for the pain and started to cry.
"Are you alright? You’re bleeding a lot," Hilla asked with care and she hated the man who got Halle pregnant.
She didn’t know that a woman had to suffer so much after giving birth, and Halle had already had a tough pregnancy. While that man was enjoying his life somewhere.
Margaret put her head on the bed beside Halle, and hold Hilla’s arm. Then she was so frightened that she buried her head in her clothes.
"Halle, I feel so sorry that you have to get through this. It is too scary, so I think I am not having children," she said.
The nurse at the side could not help laughing and she said, "This is a cesarean section, so she has to accept this treatment. But if you have a normal birth, you don’t have to suffer that."
Hearing this, Hilla nodded. No wonder Halle had insisted on having a normal birth, which could save her the pains.
She dared not look at Halle’s belly now. The long wound on her belly scared her a lot.
Margaret hugged Hilla and muttered, "I am not gonna go through this, definitely no!"
After the nurse left, Hilla fed Halle some water, and then they three could finally get some rest.
In the director’s office.
Looking up at the man standing tall in front of him, the director of the hospital angrily pointed at the bench opposite the table and said, "Sit down!"
Horton sat down as he was told.
The director slapped on the table!
He glared at Horton with rage, and he just slapped so hard that his head began to ache.
"What’s wrong with you?"
He said, "Didn’t I tell you to rest at home for a month? Why did you come to the hospital and even enter the operating room without my permission? Don’t think you
can do whatever you want just because I respect you."
Horton was condemned for his mistakes and then he apologized, "My friend was going into labor. I can’t just let her do it in the elevator. Besides, there’s only this hospital nearby."
He was making a good point there.
"Why is it always you who run into this kind of stuff? You want to be the good guy and save lives. And I can also suspend you," the director said angrily.
He thought, "This time, Horton didn’t punch others, but he ignored the rules of the hospital and entered the operating room without permission."
Thinking of that, he felt weird and asked, "What is the relationship between you and Miss Holt?"
"Friend!" Horton answered.
The director continued, "Is her baby yours?"
"No!" Horton said firmly.
"Wasn’t yours? Then why did you enter the operating room? That’s what her husband should do. It’s none of your business even if you are her friend. She was delivering a baby, and it is inappropriate for you to be there..." the director said.
Without the consent of the family and the mother, they would not arrange a male doctor for them.
However, Horton not only went into the operating room, but also got suspended. The director was afraid that the Andersons would complain and if they really did that he had no idea what to do.
"Do you know that the patient you punched is still lying in our hospital? He was waiting to pick on you and then you bring yourself to him," the director was worried and said.
Horton frowned, saying, "I will pay for his medical fees."
"Of course. They refuse to leave because of you. If you don’t pay for him, who else will?" the director said.
He thought, <His hospital was not a charity.
But now it was not a matter of money. They had made it quite clear that they wanted the hospital to sack Horton.
Sack him ... how could he do so?
No matter how stubborn Horton was, he was excellent as a doctor, not to mention how famous he was in the hospital.>
"Director, if there’s nothing else, I’ll ask for my leave. Halle needs someone to take care of the baby," he said.
He knew that Margaret and Hilla weren’t able to look after a newly born baby, because they even hadn’t seen anyone give birth before.
The director stood still, confused.
He thought, "What did he say? He wanted to take care of the baby for her? What? Did he really want to be a step-father? As an excellent doctor in their hospital, that was what he ended up with?"
When Horton returned, Hilla and Margaret were taking Halle’s arms and walked with her.
The anesthetic worn off, so the wound hurt with every step Halle took.
When Halle just got out of bed, she was already all sweating from the pain, and her face was pale.
"I can’t. I, I can barely stand," she said.
Margaret didn’t know if she was scared or she just couldn’t support Halle’s weight, because her legs were trembling.
Hilla teased, "You are really a good-for-nothing."
Margaret thought, "She was a woman, so she was not ashamed of being a good-for-nothing."
Horton hurried forward and hold Halle, who was about to fall. He held her firmly, lowering his head, and whispered, "Don’t be nervous, and don’t use too much strength. Adjust your breath, and we just need to walk two steps forward."
Halle leaned against Horton and nodded slightly. She did not know if he was stronger or what, because it didn’t hurt that much as it did just now.