Mr. Ford is Jealous

Chapter 787

Chapter 787 Suddenly, he saw her frowning as if she was talking in her sleep, and his eyes darkened. Even if she

was just babbling softly, he could still hear what she was saying.

All she could think about was that child.

Inside the office.

The doctor was in a dilemma. “With Ms. Ella’s condition, it is difficult for her to get pregnant again. She has HH type

blood, and if the first child wasn’t saved, the second child would likely have hemolysis, which is deadly for both the

pregnant mother and the child.” “Are there no other ways?”

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“It’ll be tough with our current technology. Even if she manages to get pregnant, it might cause irreparable

damage to her.” Weston frowned and asked, “Can’t you find a way to avoid hemolysis?”

The doctor sighed. “I can understand your feelings, but… I will discuss this with my colleagues and see if we come

up with any solution. My suggestion is that you seek the opinion of internationally renowned experts. Perhaps there

is another way, but the chances are slim.” “Is there even a chance of success?”

“Miracles are to be made. What we can do now is to let Ms. Ella get pregnant first. But whether the baby can be

kept is uncertain. We will need to see in the future.”

“I understand.”

“Do your best. Give her a child, no matter how much it costs.”

“We will.”

As soon as Ben came out of the interrogation room, he saw Stella being pushed into the operating room. “Mr. Ford ,

what is going on? Did something happen to Ms. Ella?”

“No.”

Weston leaned against the wall behind him, his voice hoarse.

After a while, he asked, “Is having a biological child so important to a woman?”

Ben instantly understood what was going on. “To an ordinary person, having a child is quite important.”

He paused and asked again, “Is Ms. Ella doing such a treatment?”

As soon as he finished speaking, a doctor came out of the operating room in a hurry. “There was a little accident!

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The patient urgently needs blood now!”

Weston stood up abruptly. His eyes burned with a bright blaze, ready to pounce on the doctor.. “What do you

mean?!”

Ben began to panic too. “Ms. Ella has a rare type of blood

….”

“Exactly!”

The doctor said anxiously, “We don’t have any of that blood in store. But we are critical, and we need an immediate

transfusion!”

“But where can we find it in such a short time?” Ben was becoming more panicked.