“Are you the child’s parent?”

While Sebastian was spacing out as he stood in front of Vivian’s hospital bed and stared at the medical chart, Vivian’s attending doctor came in. Upon seeing him, he asked that question.

Putting down the medical chart, Sebastian nodded. “Yes. How is she doing right now?”

“Her condition has stabilized now. This is her blood test report that just came out. Her blood type is very rare—RhB. Is the blood type of either you or her mother Rh?”

The doctor handed him a blood test report.

Hearing that, Sebastian was stunned for a moment.

RhB? I know Sasha’s blood type is Rh, and Ian inherited it. But this little girl is actually RhB? For her blood type to be RhB, the father’s blood type must be B, theoretically speaking. Only then is there a high possibility of having a child with a blood type of that combination. And my blood type just happens to be B.

Unwittingly, that thought flashed through his mind.

“Mister? Are you okay?”

There was a brief moment of silence before Sebastian gathered his wits about him. “I’m fine. To answer your question, her mother’s blood type is Rh.” Then, he took the blood test report in chagrin.

Ugh! What has that got to do with me? Tens of thousands of men in this world have the blood type of B! I must have gotten my wires crossed to have such an absurd thought!

He didn’t pay more attention. Glancing at the watch on his wrist, he told Wendy to go back and take care of the other two children since it was getting late.

Meanwhile, he stayed at the hospital and waited for Vivian to wake up.

“Mommy…”

could discern her discomfort every so often from the twitching of

dreams, she was calling

still calling out to her? She

It was as though a fist was squeezing his heart,

that things were truly disastrous

gave up

she simply left without any

pressed into a white line. For a

a mother and her daughter across them in the emergency room saw his dedication, they started talking about him. “He’s really a good father. It’s New Year’s Eve today, yet he’s keeping watch over his daughter in

few young men who are so

perhaps it’s not her father, but her uncle instead,” the young

he possibly be her uncle? He’s obviously her father. Look at her distinct

quickly ended when

single word either since his mind had been

awake? Are you feeling

the man saw that the little girl was awake, he exhibited great patience. Getting to his feet, he approached the hospital bed and leaned

her pale face still carried a pallid

that resembled crystal marbles instantly lit up at

her mother, and her childish voice was thick with

once, Sebastian’s

her up from the hospital bed. “Your mommy has something to do, so

“Really?”

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