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The child was pushed into the intensive care unit in n o time at all. Soon, the blood test results were out. The doctor informed Jay and Angeline about the child's condition. "He has a low platelet count, so the results aren't looking very good. We're going to give him a blood transfusion. I need the child's parents to come in to have their blood tested."

Angeline said, "Ben was admitted to the hospital not long ago and his blood type is Group O. The hospital has a record, so there's no need to test it again."

Now that the president had given her instructions, the doctor had no choice but to give up.

In the ward, Marilyn was dumbfounded when she heard that they were going to carry out a blood test on her.

As she refused to have her blood drawn, the nurse had no choice but to turn to Jay for help.

"Ms. Marilyn refused to draw blood. She claims that she has blood phobia..." The nurse explained.

Angeline roared furiously. "The child's life is at stake and she's worried about her blood phobia? Mothers are tough. I want you to blindfold her and draw her blood."

Jay looked at Angeline. He had witnessed the ruthless and unsparing methods she used in the business world, the adorable side to her when she did silly things to annoy him in private, as well as how quickwitted and well thought out she was at giving out orders to save a patient. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Today, he was greatly moved when she said 'Mothers are tough'.

In no time at all, the result of the child's blood type came out to be Group B.

Marilyn was still struggling so violently that even several nurses could not hold her down.

was in

was Group B too, hence she walked to the

his blood type. The nurse flipped his file and

of disappointment flashed across Jay's

the waiting area, Angeline was already

of the ward weeping and complaining. "This is an unethical hospital, darling.

at her with cold eyes but did not utter a word. He looked away and waited

seemed so selfish and superficial, and that caused

his hand. "I'm scared,

retracted his hand in

Jay

this moment, Jay saw a nurse carefully assisting Angelina to the waiting area

type B blood in the blood bank, so the president

and buy me some

turned around

she noticed Marilyn's teary eyes and mocked her harshly. "Why are you crying? Your son is in a critical condition, and here you are, claiming to have blood phobia. You're too afraid to have your blood drawn. If you don't

Angeline and asked angrily, "Who are you and why do you talk like that? Are

she has just donated her own blood to save your son. Not only

Marilyn realize that she had just offended a big cheese. She quickly dropped her head and apologized. "I'm