One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 881 Why Keep the Child

"I know it's been so many days since it happened, but ......"

Jessie wanted to say something else, but George raised his hand and interrupted her, "Alright, I said

don't say anything."

Jessie lowered her head, "Okay."

For a moment, silence fell over the ward.

But after a while, Jessie looked up with great unease and asked, "Mr. Joe, you are a brain doctor, so do

you know if the blood clots in your brain will disappear?"

She was worried that it would be a problem if it didn't go away and then evolve into cancer.

She remembered watching a TV show before, on which the heroine had a blood clot in her brain that

pressed on her visual nerve and eventually turned into brain cancer and died.

So a small problem could eventually turn into a big one.

Something like having something in head could not be ignored.

Looking at Jessie's clenched hands and worried expression, the corners of George's mouth curved up

slightly, "Yes."

"Really?" Jessie's eyes lit up, and a surprised smile was evident on her face.

George nodded, "I'm a brain surgeon, do you think I'd be unaware of that? And you think I would joke

about my career?"

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant." Jessie shook her head to explain, "I am just happy, so I couldn't

help but ask for proof."

"Oh? Happy?" George leaned forward slightly, his eyes fixed on her, "You're happy that I'm okay?"

Jessie's gaze flickered as she avoided his gaze, then she nodded, "Yes, I'm happy, it was my father

who caused the incident, and if something happened to you, our family would have a hard time with our

hearts, so of course I'm happy to hear that you are okay, and in this way, our family won't have to carry

too much of a psychological burden."

Jessie's thin lips pursed, "I thought that you are worried about me."

He didn't say this very loudly, so Jessie didn't hear it clearly and tilted his head in confusion, "Mr. Joe,

what did you say?"

"Nothing." George lowered his eyelids and replied.

Jessie felt that his attitude was suddenly much colder, but did not know the reason, she shrugged her

shoulders and did not think much about it, just asked, "By the way, Mr. Joe, how long will the blood clot

in your brain disappear?"

"A month or so." George leaned back into the bed again and replied.

Jessie nodded, "That's good."

A month, not short, but not particularly long either, was still an acceptable range.

"But in this month, will you get dizzy or have headaches?" Jessie looked at George and asked another

question.

George raised his eyes and said, "Pretty much, it's just normal."

"Yeah." Jessie lifted her chin in a daze.

No wonder he hadn't let her go to the doctor, because he knew all about his own problems.

And yes, he was a doctor, could he not know if he needed to find another doctor in his case?

Moreover, he was the youngest brain specialist in the world and had a very high standing in the world.

There was simply no other brain doctor who could reach his level of medical skills, except for a few old

men.

So no brain surgeon in this hospital was a better doctor than he was.

It seemed inappropriate to seek out other doctors.

Jessie ruffled the hair around her ears and didn't speak anymore.

At this point, George suddenly remembered something and looked at her, "You were told to check in for

hospitalization, have you done so?"

"Huh?" Jessie froze and looked up to meet the man's deep, dark eyes.

She subconsciously shook her head, "No."

George's face sank, "Why not?"

"I don’t remember." Jessie bowed her head and whispered in reply.

George pursed his thin lips, "Didn't I tell you during the day that you should immediately check into the

hospital, why didn't you listen? Did you really forget, or did you deliberately not do it?"

"I ...... I really forgot, I didn't mean to." Jessie waved her hand to explain.

George looked at her, as if confirming her truth or falsity.

But seeing that she was nervous and scared, he finally sighed with a soft heart, "Never mind."

Jessie's eyes lit up when she heard that he wasn't going to hold on to her, and she hurriedly thanked

him, "Thank you, Dr. Joe."

George did not respond, but took out his phone and tapped something on it.

Jessie stood at the edge of the hospital bed, watching him worriedly.

Later, she bit her lip and spoke, "Mr. Joe, I want to know, why do you want to hospitalize me? The

doctor is telling me to take care of my body so that I can give birth to the baby safely in the future, that's

why I was told to be hospitalized, you ......"

"What are you trying to say?" George frowned, then snapped his phone back down and looked up.

Jessie took a deep breath, "I want to say, didn't you always not want me to have this child? You don't

like him because he's in my belly, so shouldn't you be relieved to know that my fetal image is unstable

now? Why do you still want me to be hospitalized? I'll only keep the baby if I'm hospitalized."

The corner of George's mouth tugged lightly, "So that's what you want to talk about?"

Jessie nodded, "Yes, in fact, I've been wanting to ask why you suddenly agreed to let me keep this

child. At first, you said that I could keep the baby and also keep dad from going to jail, although I was

happy in my heart, I was always anxious, I didn't think you were really willing to let me keep the baby."

"Why do you think that?" George crossed his arms and stared at her intently.

Jessie bit her lower lip, "It's simple, because you asked me to abort this child, although I don't

remember the memories of that time, but based on the descriptions of the people around me, and my

fear of you, I know that that time must have been very painful for me, and I am more than sure that you

did really not want that child, so later on, you suddenly and perversely agreed to me keeping the child, I

just thought it was too strange, why would you suddenly change your mind?"

"What do you think it's because of?" George asked instead of answering.

Jessie thought about it and shook her head, "Honestly, I don't know and I can't imagine why, it can't be

because you suddenly developed a fatherly love for the child that you changed your mind about

keeping it, right?"

She couldn't help but smile when she said that.

Have a fatherly love for the child?

How was it possible!

She was the mother of the child, and he hated her so much that he wouldn't even allow her to have a

child for him, so how could he possibly have any feelings for the child in her belly?

Seeing Jessie's self-deprecating expression, George's eyes darkened.

He could probably guess, without asking much, what she was thinking.

He was quite helpless.

Many, many times, she clearly thought of the outcome, but she just didn't want to believe it and actively

denied it.

Was he so unworthy of her trust?

But yes, what he had done before had long ago made her desperate to actively forget everything, and

to her now, he was a stranger with a grudge against her.

Since they were strangers, he was even less trustworthy.

So it was his comeuppance that she rejected all speculation.

George rubbed his brow, "Jessie, what if I say that I want to keep this child, indeed, because I have

developed some feelings for this child?"

Jessie's eyes widened, "What?"