Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 300

Chapter 300 Possibility of Recovery

"Money? Do you think I'm short of money?" Han looked at Leah in disdain.

He was rich and had more money than Leah.

Leah lowered her head and dared not to look at Han. "Anything is fine except Ford Group."

She knew that she owed him a favor today. She did not like to owe favors to others, especially to Han.

Han refused coldly, "You owe me a life. What you owe me will never be repaid."

Before Leah could speak, he continued, "If I have to choose, I want Ford Group. It's mine, and there is nothing wrong with taking it back."

Leah tried to be calm. Han was right. Shawn's company had a big scale because it annexed Howard Group.

Han reminded her, "Your child has a problem with blood coagulation function."

Carlotta had a hidden danger in her body as she had a blood coagulation function problem. No one could guarantee there would have RH-negative blood in the hospital if Carlotta met the next accident, but Han could become Carlotta's mobile blood bank.

Han knew it was mean. He originally wanted to dismiss the plan, but he changed his mind.

He wanted Leah no matter what. Therefore, he did not care whether his means were suitable.

"Han! You're so mean!"

Leah flushed with anger. Han was taking advantage of her and threatening her with Carlotta's disease.

Han sneered. "I'm mean? I should be a little worse than Shawn back then."

If I hadn't been impulsive back then, I wouldn't have been cheated!

"I don't have much patience. Let me know after you decide."

After finishing speaking, Han strode away from the emergency room.

Leah had no time to think. She was only worried about Carlotta for the time being, so she turned around and went to the ward.

In the ward, Lucy kept sobbing, and her eyes were full of distress.

It's all my fault! If I had protected Carlotta, this wouldn't have happened!

Leah shook her head helplessly and patted Lucy's shoulder. "Lucy, don't cry."

"Ms. White."

Leah tried her best to make herself look calm. "It's not your fault. This incident let me know that Carlotta

has a blood clotting disorder. It was a blessing in disguise."

Leah did not blame Lucy. If Lucy had protected Carlotta, Leah would not have discovered Carlotta's disease. However, Leah wondered why a dog suddenly appeared and bit Carlotta. She had to investigate it later.

Lucy stopped crying and asked uncertainly, "Really? Ms. White?"

Leah nodded. "Yes." Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Lucy hurriedly wiped her tears and hugged Leah in surprise. Lucy promised, "Ms. White, I'll protect Carlotta in the future! Even if I risk my life, I'll never let her get hurt again!"

Leah was not used to being close to others, but she suppressed the strangeness in her heart. She stroked Lucy's hair and then gently pushed Lucy aside.

When Lucy first took care of Leah, she was two years younger than Leah. Later, after Leah gave birth to Carlotta, it was Lucy who helped Leah take care of Carlotta, so Leah could not blame Lucy for what happened today.

If Leah had to find fault, she thought it was all her fault. As a mother, she failed to protect her child.

"Did the doctor say when Carlotta will wake up?" Leah asked.

Lucy's voice was still nasal. "She'll take about half an hour to wake up after the anesthetic wears off."

Leah asked Lucy to go back first while she stayed in the ward.

After Han left the emergency room, he went to the medical consulting room instead of leaving the hospital.

He sat straight and listened carefully to the doctor's analysis of Carlotta's condition and various precautions.

"Children with a coagulation disorder are fragile like porcelain. Any wound is fatal to them. Many families have taken multiple protective measures, but ultimately, because of small accidents, most of the children would..."

The doctor pushed his glasses. He dared not continue to say anything when he noticed Han's frosty eyes.

He was a doctor and was used to seeing life and death, but he dared not talk about death in front of Han.

Han went straight to the point. "Is there any possibility of recovery?"

He could protect Carlotta for the rest of her life, but he did not want his protection to become her shackles and imprison her for the rest of her life. She would have an oppressive life.

"Yes, there was a case of recovery in Fetriybia before, but it was only one case of recovery."

Han narrowed his eyes. Only one case of recovery? That's enough.

In the ward late at night, it was so quiet that Leah could even hear the sound of breathing. Leah did not

dare to sleep. She stayed by Carlotta's bed and waited for Carlotta to wake up.

Leah supported her head with her hands as she wanted to make herself more awake, but she still could not resist the drowsiness, and her eyelids gradually closed.

Meanwhile, Han gently opened the ward door and carefully covered Leah with his jacket.

Why do you have to make yourself so tired?

Han's gaze fell on Carlotta on the bed. The coldness in his eyes dissipated and was full of tenderness. He bent down and reached out to touch Carlotta's immature cheek.

He said softly, "I'm sorry."

The next morning, the sun shone through the window on Leah's eyes. She rubbed her eyes and wanted to see Carlotta as soon as she woke.

Leah was relieved to see that Carlotta had not woken up yet.

"Ms. White, I've asked the chef to prepare Carlotta's favorite chicken soup."

Lucy was standing at the door with some bags.

Lucy did not know how long Carlotta would be in the hospital, so she brought some things Carlotta needed.

Leah stretched her body. "Put it on the table."

Lucy arranged the things and then noticed the black jacket that fell on the ground. Lucy picked it up. "Ms. White, is this yours?"

"No," Leah replied without thinking.

It was a man's suit jacket. It was not hers.

Leah took a closer look and felt confused. Why is this jacket so familiar? Is it Han's? Did he come here last night?

"That's weird," Lucy muttered as she put away that suit jacket.

About half an hour later, the anesthetic on Carlotta's body dissipated. She gradually regained consciousness and opened her eyes.

Carlotta pointed to the wound on her arm and looked at Leah with tears in her eyes. "Mommy, it hurts..."

Looking at Carlotta's gauze-covered arm, Leah felt her nose sore, and her tears fell. As Leah worried about scaring Carlotta, she quickly wiped the tears on her face.

The next moment, Carlotta's childish voice sounded.

"Mommy, I won't hurt if you blow it."

Leah sniffed and blew on Carlotta's wound. "Okay, I'll blow away your pain."