My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy

Chapter 1017 Super Premature Baby

Chapter 1017 Super Premature Baby

Without saying a word, Noah nodded.

Noah then looked at Marcus next to him and said, "Contact my previous blood cow, and have him

come to the hospital, just in case. He has the same blood type as me and Jocelyn. "

After saying this, Noah did not wait for Marcus's response, he followed into the emergency room.

After some, rigorous disinfection work, he changed into an isolation suit and was taken to the place

where Jocelyn was given first aid.

And Jocelyn's bedside was, by now, arranged an empty bed.

Without waiting for them to say anything, he laid right back down.

Turning his face sideways, he saw that Jocelyn was, at this moment, still unconscious.

The delicate face was as pale as paper.

The lips are even flushed with a faint gesture of colour.

At this moment, he was even more disturbed.

Off to the side, the nurses were ready to draw his blood.

To save time, the blood from his side, when drawn out, went straight into Jocelyn's veins.

The dean, who was primarily responsible for emergency care, looked at the nurse and said, "Be

careful, in Mr. Mason's case, not to overdo the blood transfusion."

Noah frowned deeply and ordered coldly, "Don't bother me. Draw as much as you need, I just want

Jocelyn to live."

The moment these words were uttered, all those present were deeply moved.

Those nurses, inwardly, deepened their envy of Jocelyn.

What more could a woman want from a husband like this?

Next, the first aid continues.

Noah clutched Jocelyn's hand next to him and asked, "How is the situation?"

With a serious face, the dean continued his work while responding, "We don't know yet."

After the blood transfusion was completed, Noah was taken out of the emergency room by the nurse.

Because of the large amount of blood drawn, at this moment, he felt dizzy.

But he left himself completely alone and sat straight back down in his original position.

Noticing that Noah was not looking well, Marcus asked, "How are you?"

Noah shook his head, "I am okay."

Marcus, "A lot of blood was drawn, right? If there's anything uncomfortable, tell me."

Noah didn't bother to speak at all, just closed his eyes in silence and continued to wait anxiously.

Marcus silently took his pulse.

Only when he was sure he was okay did Marcus quiet down completely and continued to pray, in his

heart, for Jocelyn.

At this moment, Noah felt as if his world had reached the end of the world.

He always thought he could do anything.

But only at this moment did he realise that he was actually not that good at all.

There are many things that he has no control over, such as life and death.

In the emergency room, Jocelyn remained unconscious.

The intense first aid work continues.

The various monitoring instruments on the side, which had been working methodically, kept making

various ticking sounds.

The combination of all these voices adds to the sense of urgency within the medical staff.

Another hour passed, but inside, there was no movement at all.

The more time that passed, the more unstable Noah's emotions became.

After another half hour, the emergency lights went off abruptly.

Immediately afterwards, the door of the emergency room slowly opened.

Noah got up at once and walked to the door of the emergency room.

Soon the dean came out with a body full of fatigue.

Seeing Noah, the dean immediately removed his own mask before letting out a long, deep breath.

At this moment, Noah felt his heart rise straight to his throat.

Even the hands were trembling slightly.

He frowned deeply and looked at the Dean, asking tentatively, "Well?"

At this moment, he was eager to know the outcome, but he was afraid to know the outcome.

He wanted to know if Jocelyn was still alive.

Yet he was afraid that the dean had told him that something had happened to Jocelyn.

The hospital director let out a long breath again and said, "The children were born, both of them are in

a very bad condition, because they were born super prematurely, next, they will be pushed to a special

monitoring room for special monitoring, whether they can survive or not, that depends on their lives."

"Jocelyn is all right for now." said the Dean.

Hearing these words, Noah's hanging heart immediately fell.

"Is she really all right?" Noah asked.

The dean nodded heavily.

"But the children's condition is not optimistic right now, whether there's anything wrong, it depends on

the back care, and the child's fate, mainly because the children are really still too young right now." The

dean said again.

"By the way, they are a boy and a girl, and now, the male baby, at the moment, is only 600 grams, while

the female baby, at the moment, is only 598 grams." The dean said again.

"Thank you." Noah let out a long breath.

You can not see them now, Jocelyn has to be inside, through the observation period, as for the

children, they will be through the special channel inside, sent to special custody room, until everything

is settled, you can go in to see the child."

The Dean spoke again.

Noah then nodded, "Okay."

It was at this moment that Noah's hanging heart was completely, utterly, put down.

He had thought that the children should be gone.

He feels pleasantly surprised by the current situation.

Just now, in a critical situation, he was full of thoughts, only Jocelyn could he live.

Didn't even think much about it, the children were dead.

In that moment, all he cared about was Jocelyn alone.

"Well, you can now relax and sit down." said the Dean again.

Noah didn't say anything, just sat down silently.

Marcus took direct sigh of relief, looking at Noah, smiling and said, "It's okay, now, you can rest

assured."

"Yes." Noah said.

Noah's heart was filled with gratitude.

After about half an hour, Jocelyn was pushed out.

At this point, Jocelyn was still in a coma and her face was still as pale as paper.

On the back of her hand, a bottle was hung, specifically for anti-inflammatory pain relief. NôvelDrama.Org content.

Seeing Jocelyn, Noah's heart, once again, throbbed hard.

He got up at once and followed the medical staff, pushing Jocelyn into the VIP ward.

When he walked into the ward, he carried Jocelyn straight to the big fluffy bed with the help of the

nurses.

Immediately afterwards, the nurses hooked up Jocelyn's bottle and set up various monitoring

instruments.

After settling everything down, the medical staff, after telling Noah some precautions, left.

Noah, on the other hand, sat alone, silently, waiting for Jocelyn.

After about ten minutes, the door of the ward, violently, was pushed open.

A nurse, panting, stood in the doorway, looked at Noah and said, "Mr. Mason."