MADAM WINTERS’S FIGHT FOR HER CHILDREN CHAPTER 1050

Chapter 1050 Grapie had experienced a hemorrhage, so 400ml of blood was insufficient.

However, the nurse dared not withdraw more. “Ms. Willis, are you okay?” she asked carefully.

Adeena felt a little dizzy and had trouble sitting up.

She supported her head with one arm, took a forced breath, and said, “I‘m okay. Continue withdrawing the blood. Saving Grapie is more important.”

The nurse made up her mind and withdrew another 200ml.

A total of 600ml was sufficient. If any other accident happened again, more blood would need to be withdrawn.

The nurse softly said, “Can I get your contact information? If there‘s a problem with the follow–up treatment, we might have to contact you for another blood donation.”

Adeena gave out her phone number straight away.

She pressed down the cotton wool and stood up, but she suddenly felt dizzy and fell on the chair again.

The nurse quickly gave her a cup of sugar water. “Drink it all at once and lay down on the bed for a while. Don‘t rush

to leave.”

A fit young man would also feel weak after losing 600ml of his blood at once, let alone a skinny woman.

If they had not required her blood type to save Grapie‘s life, the nurse would not have dared to do this.

Adeena drank the sugary water and lay on the hospital bed. As she lay there, she fell asleep just like that. Material © of .

She woke up with a jolt after sleeping for a long time.

It was already dark outside.

If she was not mistaken, she had arrived in the morning. Why was the sky suddenly so dark?

When she moved her arm, she realized that she was receiving an IV drip.

The same nurse was by her side, taking care of her. “Ms. Willis, why didn‘t you tell me that you underwent surgery three years ago? Your body isn‘t in as good a shape as other regular people. You could have died with that blood withdrawn at once!” Adeena muttered, “I read the remark, and it said I could donate if I have not had surgery within a year.”

Even if the instruction manual stated that she could not donate her blood, she would still go through with it.

She would rather something happen to her than have the child die.

This strange affection happened so suddenly that she did not even know why it was so strong and overwhelming.

The nurse felt slightly puzzled too.

Unless it was a big surgery that involved her whole body, donating blood should not have caused such a serious effect. Yet, after Ms. Willis donated her blood, she suddenly fell unconscious, and the nurse could not wake her up. She immediately called the doctor to come and check on Ms. Willis. Only then did she find out that something serious had happened. Ms. Willis had previously received an

infusion with at least 2000ml of blood. Only someone who underwent huge surgery would need so much blood.

“Ms. Willis, thank you very much!”

Adeline walked in from the outside with teary eyes and instantly held Adeena‘s free hand.

“Grapie‘s surgery was successful, and she‘s out of danger now. It‘s all because of your blood, Ms. Willis. Thank you very much! Our family doesn‘t know how we can repay your great kindness!”.

Adeena instantly felt relieved. “Anyone who encounters such a situation would do their best to help. You really don‘t have to thank me.”

The nurse shook her head. “Many people with rare blood types often wait until their death. If they find a suitable

donor, that person will usually refuse to donate blood or ask for a lot of money. People like you are really rare, Ms. Willis.”

Adeline felt so grateful that she did not know what to say. “Ms. Willis , you haven‘t eaten anything the entire day. i‘ll go downstairs and buy you some food. Miss, what can Ms. Willis eat in her current condition?”.

“Just buy her some porridge and soup,” the nurse replied.

Adeline immediately went downstairs to buy them, and Adeena smiled faintly.

It was great that Grapie was out of danger now.

Her mood instantly brightened at that moment.

It seemed that as long as Grapie could survive, everything else was trivial.

Meanwhile, Ruth was sitting in the living room of her family‘s mansion and frowning.

She looked at the text message on her phone for the hundredth time. Daniel had sent her about four text messages continuously.

(I’m in Cloud City. Let‘s meet.)

[Ms. Willis, did you receive my message?]

[Ms. Willis, I want to see you. There are some things that I want to ask you in person.]