The Husband Who Made Me Donate Blood for Pure Love

I was about to give birth, but my husband Lorne was in a car accident and was in critical condition.

I didn't care about my own health and insisted on donating blood for him, just because he had the most scarce Rh-negative blood.

As a large amount of blood was drawn out of my body and my consciousness gradually faded, I heard his conversation with others:

"Doctor Stratton, you lied to Doctor Myerson that something happened to you, and now you have drawn a lot more blood than she can bear. She is about to give birth. Isn't this a bad idea?"

Lorne's voice was calm and calm.

"Fabiana had a heavy bleeding during childbirth, and the blood bank's Rh-negative blood was far from enough. I had no choice but to do this."

"But it is Felicity's blessing to be able to save Fabiana. At worst, Fabiana's child will also call Felicity mother."

But later, I smiled and told him that our child was gone.

He went insane.