Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Rosalie waited outside the operating theater until it was nine at night.

The doors to the theater finally opened after five arduous hours of surgery drew to a close.

When the doctor came out, Rosalie rushed forward and asked, "Doctor, how is he?"

"The patient's appendix ruptured. Given his condition, we couldn't do laparoscopy surgery and had to operate on him by the traditional method of open gastric surgery. When we did so, we found gastrointestinal perforations and adhesions, but the operation was a success. He needs a lot of rest and recuperation to prevent infection," the doctor explained.

"This means he'll recover, right?"

The doctor nodded. "Yes, he will. Make sure he gets lots of rest and he'll recover."

Rosalie heaved a sigh of relief. "Got it. Thanks, Doctor."

Yerick was pushed out of the theater. He was still unconscious from the anesthesia, and Rosalie followed him back to the ward.

Yerick needed someone to take care of him, but Rosalie couldn't keep staying with him. She had to go to Sebastian. She didn't have the number of anyone in Yerick's family, so she could only call for a nurse in the hospital to take care of him and cover the costs for it.

When the nurse arrived at his ward, Rosalie reminded her to take good care of Yerick before heading straight to Sebastian's ward. Sebastian was in the VIP ward upstairs. Rosalie stood at the lift lobby for a long time, anxious to go to Sebastian as soon as she

panting heavily after just

her knees when weak and she fell backward. She instinctively grabbed the handrail, but

didn't fall smack on the ground,

a good look at who it was, she

it strange for me to be here?"

hospital, but why did she bump into him in the stairwell? What's more, he caught her at

at her all the way here. Could it be him?

He saved their baby.

and continued walking upstairs. Theodore

turned around and asked,

Can't I go

about it. She couldn't possibly stop him from taking the stairs. This time, she held the handrail tight and walked up the stairs step by step

her, and couldn't help but ask, "Are you ill?