Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Tears welled up in Erma's eyes. It was not because of the pain, but because she could clearly feel the man's feelings for her at this moment. She finally understood how much he really loved her.

The newborn baby emerged into the world as a beautiful girl.

Although it had been quite some time after the baby was taken out of the operating room, there was still no news of Erma.

Suddenly, the doctor rushed out of the operating room looking for Stan. "Mr. He, I'm afraid your wife has lost a lot of blood. We need to get her a blood transfusion as soon as possible. There isn't enough of her blood type in the blood bank. Can you find someone with blood type B..."

Without hesitation, Stan answered, "Doctor, I have the same blood type. Take as much blood as you need!"

"We must get to it at once!"

The doctor advised him to donate 300 milliliters first. If required, they would look for someone else with the same blood type.

Stan, however, refused.

That day, disregarding the doctor's dissuasion, he donated a total of 500 milliliters of blood and gave it to Erma.

A day later, Erma woke up.

When she opened her eyes to Stan's pale white face, she got worried. Instead of telling her the truth, he came up with an excuse of not being able to rest well enough the night before.

On the day Erma was to be discharged from the hospital, she overheard one of the nurses say, "It's clear how Mr. He feels about his wife. He gave her 500 milliliters of his own blood, without hesitation, after she suffered a massive hemorrhage from childbirth."

"500 milliliters? Oh my God, is Mr. He okay?"

"He's okay. Everything is fine except that he doesn't look very well. We tried to convince him to allow our colleagues to donate blood for his wife, but he didn't agree."

"What else could it mean? He obviously loves her too much! I am so envious of his wife."

Erma's lips trembled as she stood at the corner, secretly listening to the nurses. As it turned out, the reason why Stan's face was so pale was because he had donated blood for her.

milliliters, no

found her in the room, he saw Erma staring out the window with a

put his arm around her shoulder. "Hey you, what are you doing here? It's time for us to go home," he said in a

eyes glistening,

many people, his parents and the

at the entrance of the hospital. At the back of the car was a printed label that

chuckled, while failing to contain her tears at the same time.

noticed tears in her eyes and he quickly rushed to her. "Hey, what's wrong?

sniffled back some tears and said,

matters. He took her hand

was as if they had breathed new life into the place. Stan's parents and his grandpa were already there waiting for them. There were about five or six servants standing behind them, also eagerly waiting to see them.

led her inside, concerned as she spoke. "Erma, come in. I don't want you to

Thanks." Erma followed her to the living room.

radiant glow on his face, mostly because he was able to hold and see his great-grandchild in his lifetime. "Erma, the gem of

held his granddaughter in his arms; he didn't want to let her go. His serious face was finally showing hints of joy. "How about going upstairs and

don't feel so tired right now. Besides, I had been lying

hand and dragged her upstairs. "You need to rest for at least a month. After that, you can go anywhere you want. Until then, I don't want to see you out of

made full recovery yet after she had lost a lot of blood

Erma didn't put up a fight and she followed him upstairs right

bed. After making sure that she had everything she needed, he finally sat down on the edge of the bed and took out his phone from his pocket to show her some photos. "Here, have

"Are we supposed to celebrate when the baby is

then we can throw a party when our daughter turns a hundred days old. I'm

it either. Since it's a tradition here, let's just throw a party when our daughter

month old and then later,

throw a party for her in this hotel after she

the hotel in

night, while Erma was already sound asleep with their daughter in her arms, Stan was still grinding away in his study.

daughter. She put on

Stan talking to someone over the phone. "I'll see if I can find some time, but I don't think I can go there the day after tomorrow. According to the weather forecast, there's going to be a rainstorm at night. You know how your sister hates the sound of thunder and lightning. I need to stay at home