Chapter 400 The Baby Has a Serious Illness
Jessica listened to the doctor's words, feeling a buzzing noise in her head.
For a moment, she almost couldn't think straight.
Did the baby's heart have a problem?
Before this, she always thought such things were only heard about in charity donations and media reports.
And now, this issue had directly fallen upon her.
Such a blow was almost catastrophic for Jessica.
If it weren't for her holding the baby in her arms, she might have broken down on the spot.
After a full set of examinations, when she took the results to the doctor, Jessica's heart was in her throat, and she couldn't stop trembling.
At that moment, she could hardly breathe, she was terrified.
"Dr. Wood, all the baby's test results are out. Please take a look." Jessica, with trembling hands, placed a stack of papers in front of the old professor, Lester Wood.
Lester put on his reading glasses and looked at the papers one by one.
The more he looked, the deeper his frown became.
And the more anxious Jessica felt.
"Dr. Wood, how is my baby?"
"Congenital heart disease."
When Lester said this result in a calm yet heavy voice, Jessica felt she was about to go insane.
She stood there in a daze, almost unable to believe it.
"Dr. Wood, is it confirmed?" Even so, Jessica asked for confirmation again.
"All the data and indicators are very clear, the probability of misdiagnosis is very low."
At this point, Jessica's last hope was completely shattered.
Why did such a terrifying condition as congenital heart disease have to happen to her baby?
"God, can you be a little kinder to me?"
"Even if there is some misfortune and hardship, please, let it all fall on me. Don't harm my babies. Let them grow up safe and healthy."
Jessica couldn't hold back any longer and ran out, covering her mouth in a breakdown.
As soon as she ran into the hallway, she saw Vincent walking towards her.
"Jessica, I heard the test results are out. What did Dr. Wood say?"
Before Vincent could finish his question, Jessica had already collapsed to the ground, covering her face with her hands.
She didn't say a word, but her sorrowful cries and trembling shoulders said it all.
"Jessica," Vincent also squatted down, hugging Jessica's shoulders with heartache, giving her solid support.
"Go ahead and cry. I know you're hurting inside. There's nothing that can't be solved. After you let it all out, I'll help you find a way."
This time, squatting in the corner, Jessica cried for several minutes.
She started with low sobs, and by the end, she was almost wailing.
But after crying loudly, she immediately lifted her head and wiped away her tears.
Then she stood up and looked at Vincent. "Dr. Wood said the baby has congenital heart disease."
"I was too emotional and couldn't accept the result, so I ran out. I'll go back now and ask Dr. Wood carefully about the baby's treatment plan."
They discussed the baby's condition for an hour or two.
Lester provided two plans: one was conservative treatment in the country, where the baby wouldn't be in immediate danger for the next few years.
The other was to go abroad for another treatment, which would be more advanced but also riskier.
Once a suitable heart donor was found, the baby could undergo a heart transplant.
But there could be severe rejection, requiring lifelong medication.
Or the surgery could be successful, and the baby could adapt well, living like a normal person in a few years.
Jessica agonized over these two options for an entire night.
Looking at the baby under the blue light in the hospital, her heart was breaking.
Although the hospital didn't allow visitors and had professional nurses taking care of him, how could she bear to leave such a small baby alone in the hospital?
As for the other baby, perhaps sensing his brother's absence, he had suddenly become more well-behaved these past two days.
He used to never drink formula milk, but these past two days, he had been drinking mostly formula.
Whenever Jessica had enough breast milk, she would send some fresh milk back.
Because of taking care of the baby, Jessica hadn't been home for several days.
It wasn't until the baby's jaundice cleared and he could be discharged that Jessica took him home.
As soon as the other baby saw them, he smiled and waved his hands and feet to welcome them.
"Baby, I'm sorry. Mommy has neglected you these past few days. Mommy didn't do it on purpose. Your brother is very sick and needs Mommy's care more."
Jessica lowered her head and planted a gentle kiss on the baby's soft cheek.
It was guilt, but also heartache.
The only thing that comforted her was that Vincent had taken the other baby to the hospital for a comprehensive check-up these past few days.
The other baby's health was excellent, everything was normal.
At that moment, Jessica suddenly made up her mind.
She would take the baby abroad for treatment, even if it was risky, she had to try.
Perhaps it was a chance for his survival.
These past few days, she had also frantically researched many magazines and articles. The proportion of people living normal lives after a heart transplant was quite good, not just a rare occurrence.
Rather than letting the baby live in fear as death approached day by day, she hoped the baby could overcome this hardship and live like a normal person.
She also believed that God wouldn't be so cruel and would leave some hope for her and the baby.
The day after she made her decision, Jessica went to the hospital.
She wanted to tell him everything, including the baby's condition and her decision.
However, when Jessica reached the ward, she saw that long-haired beauty again.
The woman was in the same position as last time. Although Jessica couldn't see clearly, the clothes were the same, so it must be the same woman.
As for Gabriel, this time, she could clearly see his outline.
He was lying on the bed, his back against the pillow.
And the woman was feeding him soup, spoon by spoon.
Looking at Gabriel, there seemed to be a faint smile on his lips, a smile so gentle.
At that moment, all the words Jessica wanted to say were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't utter a single word.
The scene before her was so beautiful.
She really shouldn't disturb them.
As for her and the baby's existence, she didn't know if Gabriel still remembered.
But at this moment, whether Gabriel remembered or not seemed to be irrelevant.
Forget it, she would bear all the hardships for the baby alone.
As for her and Gabriel, they might be destined to be apart.
When Jessica left the hospital, she didn't cry.
She just looked up at the sky, desperately telling herself, 'Jessica, don't cry, you can't cry, you must be strong.'
'Do you understand? You are everything to the baby now. If you fall ill, who will take care of the baby and save the baby? So, you must be strong, you can't fall.'
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