And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 118

You…” The color drained from Bainbridge’s face, leaving him ashen with fury.

Gwendolyn stood tall, her spine straight as an arrow, and turned to leave.

“Bitch!” Bainbridge hissed after her retreating figure, cursing under his breath.

Gwendolyn hesitated at the sound of his icy voice but quickly regained her composure. She rounded the corner of the corridor, pulling out her smartphone to check the notifications. The screen displayed the Food and Drug Administration’s page.

She had previously gathered samples from Lifespan Locust Pharmacy, conducted tests, and compared results, submitting the evidence to the FDA.

The FDA had issued a notice that very morning, but Waldo had fled.

She felt a twinge of regret.

“Gwendolyn! Emergency!” Sandra shouted. Upon finally finding Gwendolyn, relief washed over her. “Thank goodness I’ve found you.”

“What’s the situation?” Asking, Gwendolyn pocketed her phone.

“There’s a complicated case in Obstetrics. A pregnant woman is in distress, exhausted and allergic to oxytocin! Dr. Yates is off today and rushing over, but he said you’re solid with the basics. Go stabilize the situation!” Sandra hurriedly pulled Gwendolyn along.

“What’s the patient’s condition?” Gwendolyn asked, her expression grave.

“She’s faint and unconscious. It’s critical.”

“Can’t they perform a C–section?”

mother. Can you believe she is at forty–six for a second child? They said she insisted on having a baby girl before

ward, where a small crowd had gathered. Gwendolyn quickly scrubbed in and donned her surgical gown before

situation with composed eyes and took out a set of

will be here shortly!” the obstetrician said.

herself was unaware, and her admission had

inserting them into her body. The patient’s vital energy was weak, so she added

perfectly placed, the patient soon regained consciousness,

11:23

of everyone present

Remember to

of your child! Don’t you

child, the woman on the bed clenched her teeth, screaming with a face flushed red from effort with renewed vigor.

hour later, the delivery room was filled with the cries of a newborn. The mother, exhausted, had

it’s a

baby and cleaning him up, chuckled, “Mrs. Lopez is probably going

well done. No wonder Dr. Yates wants to mentor you. Come take a look!

over for a

with this child would grow deeper and

the future.

hands and

mask, she took a deep breas, stepping out

how’s my

my mom OK…?”