Seize His Little Wife

Baird Lane mused for a moment, but eventually felt like meeting Bess Camp.

Simply because a voice in his heart was telling him again that he must go or he would regret it.

And following this voice in his mind, he took out his cell phone and called Bess Camp.

In the hospital, Bess Camp is still guarding the outside of the resuscitation room, and the lights in the resuscitation room are still on, and it’s been hours, and they still haven’t gone out, which means that the patient in the resuscitation room isn’t in the usual dangerous condition.

“Chief Camp, do you want to rest for a while?” The assistant at the side couldn’t help but ask as she watched Bess Camp look a bit tired.

Bess Camp waved her hand, “No, I’ll just wait here until she comes out.”

He was so insistent, the assistant couldn’t say anything else but to wait with him.

That’s when Bess Camp’s cell phone rang.

He stood up straight and took his cell phone out, glancing at the caller ID, a surprise flashed in his eyes, and answered the call.

“President Lane, what can I do for you?” Bess Camp asked tersely.

Baird Lane didn’t care for his cold demeanor and spoke in an equally cold manner, “Bess Camp, what was that gift you were telling my Aunt Lucy about earlier?”

Bess Camp raised an eyebrow, “Is that what President Lane came to ask?”

“Nice.” Baird Lane nodded.

Bess Camp rubbed her brow, “It wasn’t a special gift, it’s just that I was supposed to be going back home and I was planning on giving a gift to The Lane Family, but in the middle of it all except for a few issues, that gift has been lost.”

“Bess Camp, do you think I’m going to take your word for it? But it doesn’t matter, I just want to know what a gift like that is, it doesn’t matter much if I lose it or not.” Baird Lane adjusted his sitting position and said in a cool, scanty voice.

Bess Camp let out a faint laugh, “I’m sorry President Lane, I’m an obsessive-compulsive person, and a lost gift means it can’t be delivered, and since it can’t be delivered, then I guess there’s no point in telling you what the gift is.”

“It seems you really don’t want to talk about it?” Baird Lane was a little offended.

Bess Camp let out a soft huff and didn’t answer.

Baird Lane pursed his thin lips, “Since you don’t want to talk about it, I’m not going to force myself, but Bess Camp, let’s meet, I want to know what’s going on with you and Molly Bort, and why you’re concerned about her, and you made a point of calling me to ask me whether or not she’s come back, so there should be some kind of secret hidden in there, shouldn’t there? ”

“Yes there are secrets, but I don’t want to tell you President Lane, it’s getting late, President Lane if there’s nothing else I’ll hang up now, bye!” Bess Camp said and hung up the phone.

Just as he had hung up and was about to put the phone away, he suddenly heard a drop.

The assistant quickly pointed to the light on the door of the resuscitation room, “Chief Camp look, wait it’s out.”

Extinguished?

Bess Camp turned around in a hurry, and sure enough, he saw that red light go out, which meant the resuscitation inside was over.

I also wonder how Christine White is doing.

With that in mind, Bess Camp casually tossed her cell phone to the assistant behind her and walked to the door of the resuscitation room, looking at the door of the resuscitation room with a slightly anxious expression.

Finally, the gate opened.

A tired, sweaty doctor stepped out, and before he could remove his mask, he was stopped by Bess Camp, “How is she doing, Doctor?”

The doctor removed his mouth and shook his head with a stony expression.

Bess Camp’s heart stomped and she was anxious, “She’s dead?”

The doctor gave him a blank look, “The patient didn’t die, she has been resuscitated, but her whole body has up to twenty percent burned area, especially her face and neck as well as her hands, the skin that is exposed to the outside, is almost completely burned.”

“All burned up?” Bess Camp’s mind went blank for a moment.

The assistant behind him interjected, “That means she’s disfigured?”

“That’s right.” The doctor nodded.

The assistant was instantly sympathetic.

Bess Camp pressed one hand on the doctor’s shoulder, “Can it be cured? Any amount of money will do, as long as it can be cured.”

“It’s not a matter of money or not.” The doctor shook his hand off his shoulder and sighed, “This young lady is severely burned, her skin is all ruined, the soft tissues and cells under the skin are also burned, with the current medical technology in China, it’s impossible to restore her to her original state, at most she can only have a large area of skin grafting, but so far down the line her face is also stiff, she can’t make any expressions at all.”

“Isn’t that a robot?” The assistant added.

The doctor took off his gloves, “Pretty much, and with the implants, there will be a lot of scarring left behind as well, since her facial cells are burned and can’t promote metabolism or absorb new skin, even on her neck and hands… All in all, it’s a bad situation.”

Bess Camp huffed backward, “Is there really nothing we can do at all?”

He was a little reluctant.

Because of Christine White’s face, he really does think of her as a sister.

And Grandmother loved her, so of course he wanted her to be as good as new.

However …

The doctor shook his head wearily, “I just said, with the current implant technology in China, as well as medical and plastic surgery technology, it is not possible to cure her burns this serious, you can try abroad, the medical level in foreign countries, whether it is surgery, dermatology or plastic surgery, is more advanced than in China, maybe in foreign countries, you guys will get something.”

“I see, thanks doctor, I’ll try.” Bess Camp closed her eyes and when she opened them again, they were clear, “I have one last question, the baby in her stomach …”

“The baby’s fine, she’s great, she didn’t even roll violently when she was burned so badly, she kept the baby well protected, but how many times has this baby had problems before?” The doctor looked at Bess Camp.

Bess Camp nodded, “Yes, she’s moved a few times before and almost miscarried.”

“That’s just it, this baby was saved, but it’s still hurt from too many accidents, so maybe it’ll be born with congenital maladies.”

“What kind of congenital maladies?” Bess Camp pursued.

The doctor thought for a moment and returned, “First of all, physical weakness is absolute, and secondly, there is also the possibility that you will be born with weakened eyesight, or underdeveloped vocal cords, or blocked eardrums, in short, no one can say for sure, so you guys think about it and consider whether or not you want to keep this child.”

With that said, the doctor left in here for Bess Camp to think about and left himself.

Bess Camp held her forehead, her head aching.

What’s all this about!

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Bess Camp whipped her head around to see several paramedics wheeling Christine White out of the resuscitation room.

He followed in a hurry to see Christine White.

It was quite heartbreaking to see her lying on the pushchair covered in bandages, just like a mummy.

Obviously in the morning she was alive and kicking and saying goodbye to him, how come she was like this in the afternoon.

It’s a trick of God.

“When will she wake up?” Bess Camp asked the nurse who was hooking up Christine White’s hangnail when they got to the hospital room.

The nurse replied with a red face, “You’ll wake up when the anesthesia wears off.”

“Okay, I got it, thanks.” Bess Camp smiled politely at her.

The nurse’s face turned even redder, her heart thumping, and she hurriedly shook her head and waved her hands, “No thank you no thank you.”

God, this man is so handsome!

She’d never seen a man like that before.

Is he the husband of the lady in the hospital bed?

Without waiting for the nurse to ask for confirmation of Bess Camp’s relationship with Christine White, the nurse was called out.

The only people left in the hospital room are Bess Camp, his assistant, and Christine White, who looks dead in her hospital bed.

The assistant gave Christine White a regretful look, “Chief Camp, you’re not really going to take her out of the country for treatment, are you?”