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?”

anesthetics and she’s an older mother. Can you believe she is at forty–six for a second

the doors of the maternity ward, where a small crowd had gathered. Gwendolyn quickly scrubbed in

surveyed the situation with composed eyes and took out a

wake the patient. Dr. Yates will be here shortly!” the obstetrician said. “It’s really a matter of life and death

patient herself was unaware, and her admission had been

the needles, inserting them into her body. The patient’s vital

perfectly placed, the patient soon regained consciousness, to the

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of everyone present

to

think of your child! Don’t you want

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

with the cries of

it’s a

chuckled, “Mrs. Lopez is probably going to

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

smiled quietly to herself and leaned over for a glance. The baby was indeed fair and delicate.

that her connection with this child would

the future.

her hands and

took a deep breas, stepping out of the delivery

my wife?”

my mom