True Love Waits

Chapter 1474 Extra Story About Erma (Part Three)

Tears welled up in Erma's eyes. It was not because of the pain, but because she could clearly feel the man's feelings for her at this moment. She finally understood how much he really loved her. The newborn baby emerged into the world as a beautiful girl.

Although it had been quite some time after the baby was taken out of the operating room, there was still no news of Erma.

Suddenly, the doctor rushed out of the operating room looking for Stan. "Mr. He, I'm afraid your wife has lost a lot of blood. We need to get her a blood transfusion as soon as possible. There isn't enough of her blood type in the blood bank. Can you find someone with blood type B..."

Without hesitation, Stan answered, "Doctor, I have the same blood type. Take as much blood as you need!"

"We must get to it at once!"

The doctor advised him to donate 300 milliliters first. If required, they would look for someone else with the same blood type.

Stan, however, refused.

That day, disregarding the doctor's dissuasion, he donated a total of 500 milliliters of blood and gave it to Erma.

A day later, Erma woke up.

When she opened her eyes to Stan's pale white face, she got worried. Instead of telling her the truth, he came up with an excuse of not being able to rest well enough the night before.

On the day Erma was to be discharged from the hospital, she overheard one of the nurses say, "It's clear how Mr. He feels about his wife. He gave her 500 milliliters of his own blood, without hesitation, after she suffered a massive hemorrhage from childbirth."

"500 milliliters? Oh my God, is Mr. He okay?"

"He's okay. Everything is fine except that he doesn't look very well. We tried to convince him to allow our colleagues to donate blood for his wife, but he didn't agree."

"What else could it mean? He obviously loves her too much! I am so envious of his wife."

Erma's lips trembled as she stood at the corner, secretly listening to the nurses. As it turned out, the reason why Stan's face was so pale was because he had donated blood for her.

The normal amount of a person's blood transfusion each time was 200 milliliters, no more than 400 milliliters. Stan, however, gave her five hundred milliliters.

When Stan found her in the room, he saw Erma staring out the window with a blank expression on her face.

and gently put his arm around her shoulder. "Hey you, what are you

him, eyes glistening, and nodded her head.

people, his parents and the newborn baby

department, Stan's car was parked at the entrance of the hospital. At the back of the car was a

in her eyes and he quickly rushed to her. "Hey, what's wrong?

some tears and said, "I'm okay. Let's

the right place to talk about private matters. He took her hand and helped her into the passenger seat before he sat himself behind

three-story villa. When they arrived, it was as if they had breathed new life into the place. Stan's parents and his grandpa were already there waiting for them. There were about five or six servants standing behind them, also eagerly waiting to

mother held Erma's hand and led her inside, concerned as she spoke. "Erma, come in. I don't

followed her to

sit and get some rest." Stan's father held his granddaughter in his arms; he didn't want to let her go. His serious face was finally

with her

so tired right now. Besides, I had

her hand and dragged her upstairs. "You need to rest for at least a month. After that, you can go anywhere you want. Until then, I don't

full recovery yet after she had lost

up a fight and she followed him

comfortable in bed. After making sure that she had everything she needed, he finally sat down on the edge of the bed and took out his phone from his pocket to

party. Which one

prefer?"

through some photos before she casually said, "Are we supposed to celebrate when the baby is a month old? Back home, we usually celebrate when the baby is a hundred

if that's what you want, then we can throw a party when our daughter turns a hundred days old. I'm fine with that," Stan

Since it's a tradition here, let's just throw a party when our daughter

a banquet after our baby is a month old and then later, we can throw

she

with their daughter in her arms, Stan was still grinding away in his

quietly slid out of bed, carefully making sure not to wake her daughter. She put on her slippers and walked out

was dark, but the light

from the half-closed door and guided her inside where she saw Stan talking to someone over the phone. "I'll see if I can find some time, but I don't think I can go there the day after tomorrow. According to the

jelet

lightning. I need to stay at home and keep her company when that happens. Don't worry, I'll come

it's not raining. Now that

to be here