My Doting Husband

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She felt loss of strength because of the pain.

In her limited memories, neither dysmenorrhea nor stomachache had ever been so severe.

Thinking of her physical condition, panic seized her.

She didn't dare to tell her grandfather and she didn't even know who to call.

Yes, wasn't there still emergency call? Ambulance......

Thinking of this, she stretched out her hands to fumble for the mobile phone she had lost not far away.

However, she didn't find her phone, but she touched a pair of men's leather shoes.

Following the straight legs of the man, Emma raised her head difficultly.

No one knew why, when she saw Sean's face clearly, her tears unexpectedly fell.

Sean pushed aside the overenthusiastic dog and bent down, "What happened to you?"

Emma couldn't tell, anyway, tears and sweat streamed down her cheeks.

Sean didn't ask any more questions, and directly picked her up and strode towards his car, which was parked on the side of the road.

With her head leaned on his chest, she felt a sense of security that she had never been felt before.

She raised her head, stared at Sean's charming chin, and asked, "Uncle Sean... am I going to die?" Sean opened the car door with one hand while lowering his head to put her in, panting slightly. "Nope," he said with absolute certainty.

However, Emma couldn't tell why she actually believed what he said at that moment...

Emma, who was sitting in the co-pilot, had a pale face that could be described with white paper.

The sweats on her forehead and hair stuck together, and even her lips tremble when the pain struck her. Sean was driving fast.

But he still remembered to reached out and touched her forehead.

Fortunately, her forehead was not hot.

Sean looked serious, and his gaze settled on her hands, which pressed her stomach: "Move your hands away."

Emma released her hands, and Sean stretched out his hand towards her.

Seeing Sean aiming at her left chest, Emma wanted to hide, but he was dragged her back again.

He controlled the steering wheel with his left hand, and his right hand fell below her left rib.

He pressed it down gently, and looked into her eyes and asked, "does it hurt?"

Emma shook her head, and then nodded. She felt so numb and pain that she couldn't express clearly.

But the next moment, Sean suddenly let go.

Emma frowned and let out a cry of pain.

Sean's became more serious without looking at Emma. He turned to take his mobile phone placed on the storage compartment. Emma didn't know who he called. In short, it was a woman who answered the phone.

At the entrance of the hospital.

Lying on the rear seat, Nunu raised his ears and his head, looking out of the car window in confusion.

Sean scooped her up in his arms and got out of the car, and opened the window just a little bit.

At the door of the emergency room, someone was already waiting there.

A woman in her 40s, with neat short hair and a white coat, was waiting for him.

Watching Sean came in and held Emma, she greeted him.

"Sean, is this the girl you just told me on the phone?" The woman was a little surprise.

Sean raised his head, glanced at the woman, and said, "the left side of her stomach hurts when pressing it..."

The woman nodded and asked the head nurse on the side to pull the mobile bed towards them.

Emma lied it on, but she tightly tugged at his sleeve and frowned. She didn't want to let him go.

Sean bent over and said in a low voice, "I'm waiting for you outside."

The corners of Emma's eyes were wet again, and she shook her head vigorously.

Maybe he didn't know that a hospital was the place Emma feared the most...

The head nurse glanced at Sean and said, "Since you are her family member, you can follow in. Don't waste time. It's important to let the doctor diagnose first." Sean hesitated for a moment, and finally followed her into the emergency room.

The female doctor who had just spoken to Sean came back.

She glanced at Emma who was lying on the mobile bed, turned around and said to Sean, "Whose child is she, why haven't I seen her before?"

With that, she stretched out her hands and uncovered Emma's clothes.

Sean did not answer, but instead answering the question, he said, "her symptoms were more likely to occur after meals with severe pain, and sometimes she is conscious, sometimes she is not..." The female doctor nodded and said nothing.

Sean stood aside, as far as he could see were Emma's flat stomach and the hazy edge of her bra.

He turned sideways, a little distracted.

He didn't know why, what appeared in his mind at this time was she was totally naked in the bathroom..

The female doctor pressed a few times on the left side of Emma's stomach, and her symptoms were similar to what Sean described.

"Call someone over for blood collection and basic blood indicator testing, amylase testing, urine testing, and stop having food temporarily, including water..."

After finishing her words, just about to put down Emma's clothes, she paused again.

The female doctor laid her eyes on a scar about 10 cm long on Emma's right chest.

Her face expression changed, and she lowered her head and asked, "Have you had surgery before?"

Emma nodded hard.

The female doctor asked again, "what kind of surgery?"

Emma's face turned paler, staring at the female doctor's face, and then whispered after a while, "liver surgery..."

While they were talking, a nurse had already stepped forward and collected blood in an orderly manner.

The female doctor put down the clothes on Emma's chest and turned to look at Sean, "Sean, come out with me, I have something to tell you."

Sean raised his head and looked towards the mobile bed.

Emma frowned, making it clear that she didn't want Sean to follow the doctor.

Sean stepped forward, and he surprisingly lowered his voice, "don't be afraid, I'll be right back."

Emma bit her lip, but she could only nod her head then watched the nurse taking blood from her arm.

In the corridor, the female doctor turned around and looked at Sean behind her.

"Sean, you have to inform the kid's family. From her symptoms, I can tell it is basically in line with the signs of acute pancreatitis. She must receive treatment immediately, otherwise she will be in danger. However, if her liver function is incomplete, then the medication for her is relatively risky ..."

Sean was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "I see..."

When Sean returned, Emma had been arranged in a ward.

In front of the hospital bed, Sean looked down at Emma who was frail, "Your current health condition is not so good, I will inform you grandpa..."

"No way."

Before Sean finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by Emma.

She looked pale and drawn with a firm tone, "I can't let him know that I had liver surgery before."

Sean didn't ask why, but bent down and sat in a chair beside him, looking at her calmly.

Emma didn't understand why she would trust such a stranger, but she just didn't want him to call Officer Brown.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐