Love's Perfect Match

Chapter 675 Family Doctor

Early in the morning, while Elspeth was having breakfast, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her lower

abdomen.

Margot's heart skipped a beat as her eyes locked onto her pale countenance. "What's wrong, Elsie?

Why is your stomach hurting suddenly?"

Meanwhile, Elspeth's face contorted in agony as she struggled to find words amidst the searing pain

coursing through her abdomen. The intensity of the sensation rendered her speechless as if a sharp

blade mercilessly slashed at her lower abdomen.

"I'll rush her to the hospital. Otherwise, both she and the baby might be in danger." After saying this,

Callum swiftly moved to lift his wife into his arms.

As he mentioned the unborn child, Margot's eyes widened in fear as a wave of realization swept her.

"Will something happen to the baby?"

At this moment, he temporarily set aside his concerns about the unborn child. Then, his attention was

drawn to his bewildered mother as he spoke urgently but calmly, "I'll take her to the hospital now.

Please tidy up the remnants of her breakfast and wait for my return. Once I come back, I will

investigate this matter further." Instinctively, he couldn't shake off the feeling that there might be a

connection between the incident and the food his wife had consumed that morning.

With a solemn nod, Margot watched her son swiftly depart, cradling his wife in his arms.

Meanwhile, Callum admitted Elspeth to the hospital, and the doctor promptly conducted a thorough

examination.

As the doctor reviewed the examination report, a deep frown creased his brow as he questioned,

"What were you thinking? Allowing a pregnant woman to consume so many cold-natured foods. Even if

you don't prioritize the unborn child's well-being, it's crucial to consider the expectant mother's health.

Considering her pre-existing health issues, such dietary choices can only exacerbate her condition.

Fortunately, you brought her to the hospital early. If the timing had been any later, it might have had

dire consequences for the baby's survival."

The weight of the doctor's words settled heavily upon Callum's shoulders, causing him to feel a deep

sense of guilt. Then, nodding with genuine regret, he expressed, "I'm truly sorry. We will definitely be

more cautious and mindful next time."

After seeing his positive attitude of admitting his mistake, the doctor decided not to make things difficult

for him and handed him a prescription and instructions for payment.

After the doctor left, Callum looked at the frail figure of Elspeth on the bed, and a trace of heartache

crossed his eyes. "I'm sorry. It's my fault for not paying closer attention and allowing you to consume

those foods."

On the other hand, her concern for the well-being of her unborn child had been unwavering, and she

had diligently kept a watchful eye for any signs of potential issues throughout her pregnancy. However,

she had never anticipated that the problem would arise from the very food she had consumed.

As the weight of the situation settled upon her, Elspeth gently shook her head. Though weakened, her

voice carried the quiet strength of self-accountability. "It's not your fault. I should have been more

attentive. I've been preoccupied lately, and I didn't notice that there might have been something wrong

with the foods I consumed."

"It's okay. I've told Mom to keep an eye out. I'll investigate when I go back. You rest here and take care

of your body."

As Callum prepared to leave, her hand instinctively grabbed his. "I feel like I shouldn't be here. I should

go back home."

"Why?"

"Since there are too many people and distractions in the hospital, the likelihood of being targeted is

higher. Perhaps, it's better to stay at home."

Elspeth's perspective struck a chord with Callum, causing him to pause and reconsider his initial

thoughts. He recognized the validity of her idea and the complexity of their situation. According to the

doctor, this is not the first time she has consumed these foods, which explains why she is experiencing

miscarriage symptoms today. At that thought, he said, "All right. Let's go back together."

While going through the discharge procedures, he ran into the same doctor again. However, when the

doctor learned he was discharging his pregnant wife, he reprimanded him for failing to care for her.

"What kind of husband are you? Don't you care about your wife's health? Even though she is in such a

fragile condition, you are allowing her to return. Are you even a man? Let me pay for her if you're so

frugal with your medical expenses. This is no way to treat a pregnant woman!" Then, the doctor

murmured, "You look decently dressed, but why are you so stingy—"

Callum's mind churned with a whirlwind of emotions, leaving him speechless in the face of the doctor's

scolding. Though his thoughts were in disarray, he gradually realized that the doctor's intent was not to

disrespect or demean him but to express genuine concern and compassion for his wife's well-being.

At this moment, the hospital director approached the scene, and his initial focus was on the doctor

engaging in the scolding. However, as he drew nearer and caught sight of the person being scolded,

his face drained of color, and a look of disbelief swept over him.

"Do you know who you're scolding? Brat! How dare you scold Mr. Winthrop!" The director was incensed

as he spoke. Nobody in Damoria is brave enough to insult Mr. Winthrop, and we certainly couldn't

afford to join that select group. Yet, he was lectured in our hospital?

"Ah?" In the meantime, the doctor didn't realize who he was reprimanding until he heard the director's

words and realized what kind of figure he had offended. While examining the pregnant woman earlier,

no wonder this couple looks familiar. So, they are… As this realization sank in, the doctor swallowed

nervously and tried to explain, "Um... Mr. Winthrop, I didn't mean anything by scolding you. I didn't

intend to offend—" Is there any point in explaining now? Shoot! Somebody help me!

"It's fine. I know," Callum uttered calmly, devoid of any visible emotion.

In contrast, the doctor's legs began to weaken as he believed he was doomed upon hearing this. "Mr.

Winthrop, I—"

"All right. No need to worry. I understand. I won't do anything to you."

After seeing that he wasn't angry, the doctor finally nodded. "Mr. Winthrop, if I may speak up, I don't

think it's suitable for Miss Lynwood's current physical condition to return home. It's not good for her

health."

"She requested to go back herself."

The doctor widened his eyes and said, "Even if she wants to, it's still inappropriate."

At this instant, the director couldn't bear listening to the doctor's incessant chatter and slapped him.

"Miss Lynwood is much more skilled in medicine than you. Whom do you think you are to be giving

advice here?"

Although the doctor, aware of Elspeth's recent development of a drug to treat the epidemic, couldn't

help but admire and respect her for her remarkable accomplishment but...

"However, she is now pregnant. She has less mental energy and may not pay as much attention to

many things. So, she must adhere to certain medical recommendations."

What the doctor has said makes perfect sense. The toll of pregnancy has indeed left her feeling

exhausted and struggling to care for herself adequately.

While Callum processed this thought, his intense gaze lingered on the doctor's face, and the doctor

could not help but feel a twinge of discomfort under his scrutiny. "What's wrong, Mr. Winthrop? Is there

something on my face?"

"It's nothing. By the way, I have a question for you."

"Please ask."

"Which university did you graduate from?"

The doctor was quite proud of the university he graduated from and directly replied, "Konig Medical

University!" It is regarded as the best medical university in the country.

Callum immediately felt relieved and raised an eyebrow, then asked, "What's your name?" This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

"Wesley Bauer."

"Would you like to be the Winthrops' family doctor?"

After hearing this, Wesley was stunned. "Huh?"