Love Him in the Living Hell

Chapter 14: She's Dead

"Grace, don't be nervous. You can do it. Don't be afraid. I'll be here with you anytime."

The narcotic nature of Grace's whole body had not passed away, and her head was dizzy. She only knew that Leo Austin had sent her to the hospital, as if there were many doctors around her.

Was she about to give birth?

Could her children survive?

"No, the patient bleeds a lot. Quickly find the source of blood..."

"But her blood type is very rare. There is not enough blood in the hospital..."

Number. 36 operating room came to say that number 34 patients' blood should be drawn to number. 36 Bella Harrison!

A voice suddenly came from the radio in the operating room.

All the people present were stunned.

Then there was a conversation.

"No. 34 operating room, is rare blood, and can match with Miss Bella Harrison's blood."

"Then smoke!"

"But that woman is giving birth now, and the uterus bleeds heavily. I'm afraid that blood transfusion is also needed. You see..."

"Since there is no blood in the hospital, she is also dead. It's better to draw blood to Bella and save Bella! As long as Bella can live, I will give her family more compensation.”

Ethan ...

It's his voice...

What he wanted was not only the death of her child, but also her death.

"No, the patient's heart rate is beginning to drop!"

"Blood pressure is falling too!"

"Breathing pulse is falling!"

...

Ethan , who stayed in the operating room, was impatient when warm blood came to the No. 36 operating room. When he saw that bag of blood was sent into Bella Harrison's body, he inexplicably remembered Grace when her blood had been drawn out.

“Where is she now?”

Was she getting along well with Leo Austin?

Was the children about to born?

Was Leo Austin treated her better than himself?

Leo Austin couldn't help to gong out of the operating room and standing in the corridor.

Think vaguely in the head.

Maybe...

It's really time to sign the divorce agreement that had been in the drawer for six months.

Let her be free...

"Excuse me, sir."

The car in the No. 34 operating room was pushed out. It was supposed to be a corpse carrier. The woman was dead.

The woman's arm hangs on from the corner of the sheet and exposes it. It's slender, white and tender, just like Grace. In the past six months, he often wondered how the thin body of Grace could be so strong in the waist and how it could withstand so many bloodletting.

Didn't she feel painful?

Like the people in this operation room, if she knew, if she would be resentful?

Thought that Ethan even felt a little bit funny.

He should thought of resentment.

He had always been a cold man. He never cared about other person's life.

It was because of Grace that he thought about resentment.

The figure of that woman was always entangled in his mind. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Ethan sat in the operating room for more than an hour without even knowing what he was thinking. He went out of the operating room and threw the sterile clothes in the basket. He saw two nurses handing over the operating records.

"That operating room 34. Hand it over."

"Well, in the operating room No. 34, the patient was Grace, aged 25, blood type: rare blood. Cause of death: dystocia and massive hemorrhage. The mother and child were died.

“Bang.”

The thing in hand fell to the ground and made a violent noise.

Ethan looked at the two nurses in a dazed voice, which he couldn't believe: "You just said... Who is operating room 34?

The little nurse was stunned, looked at each other, and hesitated to open her mouth: "Call..." Grace. Are you her family? But... She's dead... At the time of death, 2000 cc of blood was taken to save the life of a woman in operating room 36.”