Chapter 610 The Pain of Losing a Child
George's face blushed, and just as he was about to say something, the nurse continued, "I noticed the patient seems to have been crying. You should comfort her more. She just had a miscarriage and shouldn't cry, or it might cause health issues in the future."
"Oh," George replied awkwardly, nodding his head.
At this moment, the nurse turned to Susan and said, "Your medical record shows that you already have two children. This was your third pregnancy, and the ectopic pregnancy was an accident. Don't be too hard on yourself. Your husband is clearly devoted, and you already have a lovely family of four."
Susan realized that the nurse must have mistaken her and George for a family. She didn't know what George had told the nurse initially, so she wanted to correct the misunderstanding. However, the nurse seemed very talkative and didn't give them a chance to speak.
"Actually, we..." George noticed Susan's unusual expression and quickly tried to explain.
But the nurse interrupted him, "Remember to take good care of your wife. She shouldn't eat cold food or touch cold water for the next two weeks. The doctor said she needed to stay in the hospital for about a week. If you need anything, just call me. I'll be at the nurse's station."
Without waiting for George and Susan to respond, the nurse hurriedly left.
After the nurse left, the ward suddenly became quiet.
George felt a bit awkward facing Susan. Stammering, he said, "When I brought you to the hospital last night, the doctor said you needed immediate surgery and required a family member's signature. I had to pretend to be your family."
Susan understood the situation. It was urgent, and without a family member's signature, the hospital might not have performed the surgery.
So, Susan forced a smile and said, "I understand."
Seeing that Susan was understanding, George quickly added, "I'll explain to that nurse next time that you're not my wife."
"No need to go out of your way," Susan replied. "I'm a single woman now; I'm not afraid of gossip."
Just as they were talking, there was a knock on the door.
George quickly got up to open the door and saw a neatly dressed woman in her forties carrying a thermos.
"Mr. Anderson, I made the meal as you instructed and brought it over in a thermos," the woman said, holding up the thermos.
George took the thermos from her and said, "Thank you."
"Be careful; it's chicken soup inside. Don't spill it!" the woman reminded him.
"Okay, you can go now. I'll call you if I need anything," George said, and the woman turned to leave.
After closing the door, George turned around and saw Susan looking at him with a puzzled expression.
George smiled and explained, "That was my current housekeeper. She's a great cook. I asked her to make some chicken soup for you to help you recover. Drink it while it's hot."
With that, George walked to the table, unscrewed the thermos, poured a bowl of steaming chicken soup, and brought it to Susan.
Looking down at the chicken soup in George's hand, Susan's eyes welled up with tears. "You're so thoughtful."
"I have some experience," George said with a smile, revealing two rows of white teeth.
"What?" Susan furrowed her brows, a bit confused.
George smiled and said, "Don't you remember? When you had Spring, I took care of you for a month."
Hearing this, Susan recalled the past. During her most difficult time, George had helped her and taken care of her and the newborn Spring.
"George, thank you," Susan said sincerely, looking at George.
George scratched his head and smiled, saying, "I didn't bring this up to make you thank me. Now, drink the soup while it's hot."
Susan took the chicken soup from George. Although she had no appetite and was heartbroken over losing the baby, she didn't want to reject George's kindness. So, she drank half a bowl.
Seeing that she only drank half, George didn't insist and took the bowl from her.
While George was tidying up the thermos, Susan suddenly said, "George, can you charge my phone? I want to call Isabella to come and take care of me."
Hearing this, George hesitated for a moment.
Susan then said, "After all, you're a man, and it's not convenient for you to take care of me here. Besides, you're busy with work and can't afford to delay your important tasks."
"I understand. I'll charge your phone in a bit," George agreed readily.
"Okay," Susan nodded.
Then, she closed her eyes in exhaustion.
In her sleep, Susan dreamed of a baby. She didn't know if it was a boy or a girl, but the baby kept calling her "Mommy."
She didn't know how long she had been asleep when she suddenly woke up, drenched in cold sweat.
"Susan, what's wrong?" George saw Susan's terrified expression and rushed to grab her hand, asking anxiously.
Seeing George, Susan realized it had been a dream.
But she was still immersed in the dream, unable to pull herself out.
Although the dream had been terrifying, she missed the baby and wanted to see the baby again.
But dreams always came to an end, and she knew the baby had left after visiting her in the dream to say goodbye.
"Nothing, I dreamed of the baby," Susan answered softly.
Seeing Susan's low spirits, George frowned and said, "Don't worry. When Isabella arrives, I'll go to the church and ask the pastor to pray for the baby."
Hearing this, Susan nodded gratefully.
Not long after, Isabella arrived in a hurry.
Isabella pushed open the door to the ward and was surprised to see George.
Then, seeing Susan lying in bed, she quickly ran over, looked Susan up and down, and asked anxiously, "What happened?"
"I..." Susan was about to speak.
George interrupted her, "Susan, let Isabella stay with you. I'll go take care of that matter."
"Okay," Susan nodded.
Then, George nodded at Isabella and left the ward.
"I had an ectopic pregnancy and already had surgery. It looks like I'll need you to take care of me for a few days," Susan said, her face pale.
"Of course, but how did you end up with an ectopic pregnancy?" Isabella exclaimed, still shaken. "Thank goodness they caught it in time. Those things can be so dangerous!"