Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 1040

The child was pushed into the intensive care unit in n o time at all. Soon, the blood test results were out. The doctor informed Jay and Angeline about the child's condition. "He has a low platelet count, so the results aren't looking very good. We're going to give him a blood transfusion. I need the child's parents to come in to have their blood tested."

Angeline said, "Ben was admitted to the hospital not long ago and his blood type is Group O. The hospital has a record, so there's no need to test it again."

Now that the president had given her instructions, the doctor had no choice but to give up.

In the ward, Marilyn was dumbfounded when she heard that they were going to carry out a blood test on her.

As she refused to have her blood drawn, the nurse had no choice but to turn to Jay for help.

"Ms. Marilyn refused to draw blood. She claims that she has blood phobia..." The nurse explained.

Angeline roared furiously. "The child's life is at stake and she's worried about her blood phobia? Mothers are tough. I want you to blindfold her and draw her blood."

Jay looked at Angeline. He had witnessed the ruthless and unsparing methods she used in the business world, the adorable side to her when she did silly things to annoy him in private, as well as how quickwitted and well thought out she was at giving out orders to save a patient.

Today, he was greatly moved when she said 'Mothers are tough'.

In no time at all, the result of the child's blood type came out to be Group B.

Marilyn was still struggling so violently that even several nurses could not hold her down.

The child was in critical condition.

Angeline suddenly recalled that her blood was Group B too, hence she walked to the booth to get her blood taken.

Jay had gone to the nurse's station to ask about his blood type. The nurse flipped his file and said to him," You have blood type A, which isn't compatible with your son's blood type."

A touch of disappointment flashed across Jay's dashing face.

When he returned to the waiting area, Angeline was already gone.

Marilyn staggered out of the ward weeping and complaining. "This is an unethical hospital, darling. Why are they forcing me to donate my blood?"

Jay stared at her with cold eyes but did not utter a word. He looked away and waited in silence.

Marilyn's love for her son seemed so selfish and superficial, and that caused Jay to look down on her.

Marilyn held his hand. "I'm scared, darling."

Jay retracted his hand in silence.

Marilyn was dumbfounded. The disgust that Jay showed seemed so... plain and obvious.

At this moment, Jay saw a nurse carefully assisting Angelina to the waiting area and he rushed forward to ask, "What happened?"

The nurse replied, "There's not enough type B blood in the blood bank, so the president donated her own blood instead."

Angelina's face looked extremely pale. Though she was weak, she pretended to be strong. "Go and buy me some food. I want red meat, or any organs will do as well."

Jay nodded, then turned around and left.

When Angelina sat in the waiting area, she noticed Marilyn's teary eyes and mocked her harshly. "Why are you crying? Your son is in a critical condition, and here you are, claiming to have blood phobia. You're too afraid to have your blood drawn. If you don't donate your blood to save your son, I don't think he's going to survive at all."

Marilyn glared at Angeline and asked angrily, "Who are you and why do you talk like that? Are you cursing my son?"

The nurse reprimanded Marilyn, "How can you be so ignorant, woman? She's our hospital's president and she has just donated her own blood to save your son. Not only did you not thank her, but you're also being disrespectful to her."

It was only then did Marilyn realize that she had just offended a big cheese. She quickly dropped her head and apologized. "I'm sorry, Ms. President. I-I was wrong."

Angeline waved her hand. "Forget it."

Not long after that, Jay came back with a lunch box in his hand.

He was panting in exhaustion, perhaps from running too fast.

Heartbroken, Angeline blamed him. "I'm not a critical patient. I'm just hungry. Why are you running so fast and sweating all over?"

Jay remembered that Angeline had not eaten anything for lunch today and would most probably be ravenous.

He opened the lunch box and placed it in her hands.

He then took out the disposable cutleries and placed them in her hands as well.

He also set out the dishes on a chair in front of her.

When Angeline stared at the lamb, beef, and pork liver set out in front of her, her jaw dropped.

The nurse burst into laughter.