No More Waiting, She Chooses Love



I sent an emoji that looked like I was giving a hug, but Fanny didn't reply. I sent a few more messages, but still no response. I figured something must have come up and she was called away again.

I was right. The mother of baby number 1385 suddenly suffered a severe hemorrhage and was rushed back into surgery.

By the time Fanny emerged from the operating room, dawn was breaking. Her hands and scrubs were stained with blood. It had been a close call, but they managed to pull through.

"Have the patient's family come to my office," Fanny instructed a young nurse as she headed towards the locker room.

During the surgery, she learned that the hemorrhage was caused by stress.

The stress stemmed from the fact that the baby was a girl, and the father had expressed his displeasure with harsh words. He ranted about having pampered his wife for ten months, only for her to give birth to something "worthless." He even mentioned that someone was willing to pay $10,000 for a girl, suggesting they sell the baby.

It wasn't the first time Fanny had encountered such situations, and it never failed to infuriate her.

Before she could change, the patient's husband approached, pointing at Fanny, "I never signed off on this. I'm not paying for the surgery."

Hearing this, Fanny was livid. She took a few steps toward him, "What did you just say? Say it again."

Whether it was the sight of blood on Fanny or her imposing presence, the man seemed less defiant but still muttered, "I'm not paying for it." "You're not paying? We'll see about that," Fanny scoffed.

The man shivered under her gaze but continued to argue, "Every woman bleeds after giving birth. My wife was fine. You're just trying to make money by admitting her unnecessarily."

This accusation only fueled Fanny's anger. She pointed directly at his nose, "Your wife gave birth to your child, and you can't even show a bit of gratitude or concern? Are you even human?"

Fanny was fuming.

"This is a family matter. You're just a doctor. Your job ended with the delivery. Don't meddle," said a middle-aged woman who had just arrived.

It was the patient's mother-in-law, and clearly, the apple didn't fall far from the tree.

"In here, anything that puts her at risk involves me. Of course, I'm going to intervene," Fanny retorted without hesitation.

"Oh, look at you, acting like some kind of saint," the woman sneered.

Arguing with them was pointless. Fanny turned to the nurse beside her, "Call the police. Women and children are protected by law. Let's see who dares to mess around."

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With that, Fanny returned to the locker room. The moment she sat down, a wave of exhaustion washed over her.

She was so tired.

All she wanted was a hug.

But who was there to hug her?

Maybe he was on a plane.

Yesterday, she received a message from Yates saying he would be back today.

Today, she would see him. Even

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though she was upset last time because he was too busy for her, she was still full of anticipation.

After freshening up and changing, Fanny visited the patient in her room, who was understandably despondent.

It was clear this family offered little support or care, likely taking their frustrations out on her instead.

Fanny had seen too much of this over the years. She could offer temporary help, but it wasn't a long-term solution.

Unless they had a change of heart themselves.

Fanny went back to her apartmentContent (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

took a bath, and set an alarm to pick up Yates, though she ended up

og before it even rang. She was

too excited to see her love

His flight landed on time, not a minute late. Yates stepped out in a caramel-colored coat, exuding a quiet elegance.

The moment Fanny saw him, she ran and leaped into his arms.

Yates, dropping his luggage, opened his arms wide to catch her.