Take Me Away

The doctor escaped in a hurry, leaving behind the angry Spencer. Noticing that Fiona was about to get out of bed, he held her arm cautiously and muttered, "What an inconsiderate doctor. If you hadn't stopped me, I would have gone to her leader. With a smile, Fiona got out of the bed supporting her back. When she saw Spencer help her tidy her clothes, she said, "She might just come here. She is not familiar with the job yet. Don't bother about it. If you really go to see the director, you will frighten the little girl." Spencer glanced at her and said, "She has worked, so she must be older than you. But your tone sounded like an elder was trying to comfort her. Don't be so considerate and hurt yourself."

Blinking her eyes, she said, "Then what should I say? You want me to say don't scare this sister? Don't worry. I don't want to hurt myself."

"That's good." Spencer smiled, "Okay, let's drop it. How about we buy some baby products later? Now we have a new goal since we know the baby is a boy."

"Look, if you knew it earlier, you would still get some benefit, wouldn't you?" Fiona could not help laughing and walked out with the help of Spencer.

The door opened, and Karl bowed to him. Spencer raised his head and saw that Eric was standing not far away from the door, holding the arm of the doctor who had just done the prenatal examination for Fiona. The doctor twisted her body and struggled hard. It seemed that the two were waiting for Spencer and Fiona.

"Eric!" Shouted Fiona.

"Why are you here?" After making eye contact with the doctor, Spencer then turned to Eric and said, "Don't touch her hand in public! You're in the hospital!"

"Fiona!" "I heard that she made a mistake again. I stopped her and asked her to apologize to you," Eric continued with a smile.

"Yo, you know her?" Spencer was intrigued.

"I can't wait to see her. She is my private doctor!" Eric said through gritted teeth.

"What private doctor! I just injected the wrong needle!" The young doctor shouted, "Let go of me! I have apologized to Mr. Spencer and Mrs. Cheng!"

"Wrong needle? Do you know I almost died just now?" "If your director hadn't come, I would have been lying in bed in the rest of my life!" Eric said, gritting his teeth.

"What should I do then?" The doctor was on the verge of crying, "I'll be responsible for you. I'll be responsible for you! Let go of me! You jerk!"

This farce had aroused the interest of Fiona and Spencer. Eric blushed with embarrassment and loosened his hand from the young doctor's grip when he heard she was going to be responsible for him.

"You..." Since the doctor left, Eric had reached out his hand. He was discouraged and turned around. However, when he just turned around, he saw the meaningful look in Spencer's and Fiona's eyes. He coughed and said, "I saw her sneaking out just now. I was wise enough to catch her immediately."

"Don't explain. You're just covering it up." Raising his eyebrows, Spencer asked with a cunning smile, "What are you doing here?"

"I just.. I came to the hospital. I heard that you were here, so I came to have a look. I happened to meet that doctor. "Standing next to him, Eric said, "I heard that Terence and his wife are also here. Let's go to see them, okay?"

Spencer looked at Eric and said, "It seems that there are few things at the base recently. There's still time for you to hang around in the hospital."

"Haha." "I'm not fully recovered yet. I take a two-day leave." Eric answered with a broad smile.

"So you come here to look for the doctor?" After he finished his words, Spencer walked forward and supported Fiona and said to Eric, "Let's go to see Terence."

"He doesn't have time to play with you," Fiona added

Seeing that he was pushed away, Eric ran after him cheerfully. "Spencer, Fiona, don't ignore me. There was nothing between me and that girl just now. Don't think too much!"

"Eric, your action suggests you mind." Fiona teased him, "We didn't say anything."

Spencer gave her the thumbs up and left with her happily. Eric followed, regretting what he had done.

On the other side, three doctors were giving Vivian a DNA treatment in her ward. Everything was ready, and Terence could only watch her outside the isolation tent. "Terence." When the three came over, Vivian saw them and at them.

"A maternity check-up for Fiona today? Why are you here, Eric?" Terence turned around and asked with a smile.

"I am here to see a doctor." Eric rubbed his nose and asked, "How's your wife? How many times does she need to receive such treatment?"

"Two or three more times." Said Terence, who then took a look at the isolation tent and turned his head to ask with a smile, "How's Fiona? How is your baby?" "Everything is fine." Fiona smiled.

"Terence, we all guessed wrong, the baby in Fiona's belly is a boy." Spencer added.

"Really? Did you ask someone to investigate that? Didn't you say that you wouldn't investigate it?" Asked Terence with a smile. Spencer told Terence what had happened in detail.

Vivian sat in the isolation and waited for the doctors to examine her cautiously. Meanwhile, she hid herself from the sight of Terence for fear that he might discover something.

"How about this time I give up this check? It will save more time to do the treatment directly, won't it? "Lying on the bed, Vivian touched her round belly, feeling a little scared. Looking at the three white coats, she said, "I feel good these days. I don't need to check my body. Shall we begin treatment now?"

"Mrs. He, it is necessary for an examination." One of the men in white said indifferently, without any expression on his face, which had guessed what Vivian was thinking. "Moreover, the examination in this round will be more comprehensive than the previous ones, because we have found the resistance in your blood since the treatment last time. The medicine we have studied is less effective."

Upon hearing this, a surge of ominous presentiment rose in Vivian's heart. She turned around, played the fool and said stubbornly, "You... I don't know what you mean."

"Mrs. He, since Mr. Terence is not here, we don't have to hide anything from each other." Another man in white said, breaking her disguise directly, "Mrs. He, your health condition has been going down since last month. I'm sure you have noticed this recently. Besides, your baby is about to come out. After pregnancy, the onset of myocardial infarction is four or five times higher than that during pregnancy. That is to say, if the treatment does not work, Mrs. He, there is nothing we can do." There was nothing they can do.

Vivian was taken aback on hearing this. In a reflexive manner, she looked at Terence who had just come to the camp and talked to her. Seeing her, he was so elated that he was smiling at her, in an attempt to comfort her.

Her nose twitched and her lips crumpled into a smile.

"Mrs. He..."

A doctor in white uniform called out. It was precisely precisely upon Vivian's voice that she turned her head abruptly to avoid eye contact with Terence. Yet, her eyes suddenly narrowed, with tears welling up in them. She couldn't hold back her tears any more. "Mrs. He..." The doctor in white called her again.

"I'm fine." Vivian chocked, "Let's do the examination! I know my health condition."

"We didn't tell Mr. Terence what happened about you. Last time we noticed something unusual. We went back and re develop a new medicine. This time we changed the strong medicine, hoping to have a better effect." The white coat was examining Vivian's body while making preparations for her infusion.

The three doctors didn't know how to comfort her, so they just kept silent. Meanwhile, Vivian leaned against the bed in a trance. For a moment, the conversation drew closer and the atmosphere around them became depressed.

Standing outside the tent, Fiona always couldn't bear to see the treatment process of Vivian. When Vivian settled down in the ward and gradually fell asleep, she left with Spencer, and Eric left with them, too.

When Spencer was about to leave, he patted on Terence's shoulder and said, "Vivian will recover after giving her two or three more treatments. You are going to be a father too. Don't get sick. Take care of yourself." Terence said with a smile, "Don't worry. I won't fall."

"Then we are leaving now."

"Yes." Terence saw those people off slightly and then returned to the ward. He was still willing to stay there. He sat in the corridor of the hospital, with his arms on his knees and his head clung to his hands until it was dark. At the moment when Vivian finished her infusion, she saw the doctors packing. She opened her mouth and asked in a hoarse voice, "Doctor, can I live?"

The three doctors paused, looked at each other and nodded. "Yes."

"What about my unborn baby?" she asked with concern. Will they get this kind of disease?"

"Well... The maternal resistance is mostly because you want to protect the child, so your disease is not good, which means that the child's disease is not good either. "

Upon hearing that, her lips trembled violently. After a long while, she then said weakly, "Doctor, please don't tell Terence about this. Besides... If the worst situation happens, please keep my child first." Crack! Crack-

The door opened, and Terence immediately sat up. When he saw three doctors in white coming out in succession, he quickly stood up and asked, "How is it going? Is she okay?"

"Mr. Terence, don't worry. Everything goes well."

"That's good, that's good." Terence breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Terence, we are leaving now. We'll come back tomorrow."

"Okay, thank you."

The three white coats were taken away, and Terence was moved to the isolation tent. At that moment, Vivian woke up. She turned her head, and patted on her stomach and smiled at Terence.

Terence gesticulated with a gesture of eating. Vivian shook her head with a smile and made a gesture of okay, indicating that it was time to sleep. During the whole course of hand language communication, the two of them had no difficulties.