Her Seven Little Bodyguards

Chapter 394

There was no doubt that the blood sample would be tampered with too if left here at the hospital.

"Destroy the sample at once. It's not necessary to run the DNA test anymore," Hanson instructed coolly.

"Yes, President Luke." The doctor nodded and destroyed it right away. "Will there be anything else, President Luke?"

"No. You can go back to work." Hanson's mind was occupied with other things right now.

"Yes, President Luke." The doctor exited the operating theater.

Hanson gazed at Jude. Some things were evident even without a DNA test.

However, the fact that someone had pulled such a trick on him left him seething.

The treatment process took a whole hour.

Vania's hands were clammy as she anxiously waited outside the operating theater.

The moment the door opened, she rushed over.

The first person who walked out was Hanson. Vania felt a pang in her heart when she saw that he looked a lot paler than before, so she asked, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. It's just a bit of blood," Hanson assured her.

The doctors kept within the range when they drew his blood, and Jude's treatment went smoothly, so he did not need to donate all that much blood.

"Hanson, I can't thank you enough for this."

Even though they were in a relationship now, she still did not take what he did for granted, and she truly felt grateful for his actions today.

Hanson brushed his fingers through her hair as he said, "I told you. You don't need to thank me for anything."

Vania nodded. She did remember those words.

Still, her heart was full of gratitude as she cherished Hanson for his acceptance and everything he had done for her.

Hanson seemed to see right through her, so he smiled and said, "I'm determined to marry you, so no matter what, the six children are part of our family. I'm sure you would've done the same."

Vania's eyes reddened as she nodded. "You're right. All six children are our family."

Hanson wiped her tears away. "If you insist on thanking me, then you can make it up to me once Jude recovers."

He cracked a joke to lighten the mood, which was something rather unexpected coming from him, but it worked to ease the tense moment. "Come, let's go and see how Jude's doing."

Vania's lips twitched as she nodded. "Yeah."

She walked over to the bed and saw that Jude was still lying unconscious on the bed. His hands were littered with needle marks. The sight of them alone was enough to prove how painful the treatment must have been.