Pregnant With Twins: My CEO’s Tricky Love

Chapter 395 Live Relying on Mrs. Simpson

“Put a jacket on, at least. Wearing this little; do you want your body to get even worse? You’re this old now, and getting sick would make both your parents and your friends and family worry. Smarten up.”

Jasper had to shoot an amused glance at Robert.

“Why do I feel like you’ve changed? Fussing worse than an old hag.”

As Jasper said that, he spoke towards Georgia.

“What are you two doing here, Georgia? Have the test results come out? I thought they were coming out at night. It’s not even noon yet. Aren’t you too nervous now, coming to the hospital this early?”

“No, we actually came to see another friend. You know him too. Aston Powell, now also my cousin.”

Georgia smiled and briefly explained the situation with her mother. She hadn’t told Jasper about it yet.

But she didn’t speak about Aston and Kayden, only stating that Aston was sick, in hospital, and her cousin.

“Oh, so you only dropped by along the way. What a sorry bastard I am. My friends aren’t even visiting when I’m in hospital, and only stopping by because they were going to see someone else in the first place.”

Jasper joked, to which Robert could only apologize.

“That’s my fault. I was planning on coming an hour early before the results came out in the pm to talk with you and visit, but since we came earlier in the morning, we decided to come by. We were going to stop at the hospital to see you anyway.”

That appeased Jasper, and Robert finally broached the topic of Selena.

“We just stopped by your room. Why’d you argue with Selena? She wanted me to persuade you to accept the kidney donation and says that your body’s worsening more than normal. I’m not going to force you, but I feel like you’re pushing back too hard. Is there some other reason?”

“There’s no other reason, I just don’t want to. But Selena and my parents are both forcing me to agree. Looking at it, it seems like if I don’t, they’re ready to knock me out, toss me into the operating room and go through with the surgery anyway. That’s why I’m so passed.”

Georgia and Robert were even more confused.

But as outsiders, they couldn’t very well force the matter with Jasper.

After all, they couldn’t really say anything about the burden getting a kidney from Selena would put on Jasper.

Robert could only stay and chat with Jasper, and relieve somewhat of the loneliness from staying in hospital. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

The two finally took Jasper and Selena out to M Garden for lunch.

But the siblings kept quiet, and Selena almost didn’t say anything. Jasper chatted about casual subjects with Georgia and Robert, then went back to the hospital after lunch.

In the afternoon, when it was almost six or seven, several reports finally came in from Robert’s checkup.

Naturally, it was because Georgia had put him through a full body check.

Every organ, every important part of the body had a corresponding report, so the results weren’t fully out yet.

Georgia could only wait patiently. She hadn’t even opened the few reports that came out first, instead keeping them in her hand.

Robert stayed by her side all throughout.

They’d thought all the data would be released at around seven.

But the doctor in the hematology department ended up coming out and apologizing to them.

“There’s some data here that I and my subordinates find unusual. Miss Lane, Mr. Simpson, could you wait a while longer? The results we’re looking at are a bit strange, and we don’t know if there’s a problem with the instruments.

“Mr. Simpson, could we draw your blood to check again? I feel like some part of the process has gone wrong.”

The doctor’s words had Georgia going pale. She was nervous as could be, while Robert spoke calmly.

“I’ll go with you if you need another sample of blood.”

Georgia accompanied Robert to the hematology department and watched a whole vial of blood get drawn from Robert, then taken inside for further testing.

The two finally ordered takeout and waited until it was nine or so at night. The results still weren’t out.

When the doctor doing the testing came out, Georgia was worried sick.

“What’s wrong? Why do you all look so glum?”

The doctor replied to her.

As he spoke, he showed a confused expression.

“We’ve done a full test of Mr. Simpson’s blood, and the initial results show that Mr. Simpson’s blood has an abnormal concentration compared to the blood of other people. There are a few unidentifiable biological and chemical compounds. We’ve also found that Mr. Simpson’s blood has especially high regenerative capabilities several times faster than normal. When we tested for it again, Mr. Simpson’s blood seemed to return to the figures of a normal person. We thought our machines had some problem, or we’d come across some issue when we were drawing blood yesterday, so we drew Mr. Simpson’s blood again.

“These test results were exactly the same this time. I had multiple people run the tests, and each of them got a different result. Some of them showed Mr. Simpson had a blood concentration the same as normal people, within normal parameters. Others scenarios showed abnormal platelet counts, abnormal red blood cell counts, abnormal white blood cell counts, and the same for plasma, protein, and other substances and strange compositions coming out in the test. But none of them got the same report. It’d come out from the same sample of Mr. Simpson’s blood. I don’t understand why this happened at all.

“Miss Lane, I suggest you find an even more professional establishment to verify the results. I don’t feel like our hospital can draw a definite conclusion from Mr. Simpson’s blood.”

At that, Georgia almost fainted outright.

If Robert hadn’t been standing by her side, she might have collapsed. She took a deep breath, but the sourness in her threat felt like it was going to choke her.

“We’ve troubled you today, doctors. I understand and I don’t blame you. The hospital might not have the right equipment. I’ll find a more specialized organization to verify the results.”

Georgia said that, and she slipped her hand into Robert’s large palm, her face pale.

“Robert, take the rest of these reports. Let’s go home now. I’m feeling cooped up in here.”

It was actually that her heart couldn’t take it anymore, but she didn’t want Robert to worry too much.

Robert helped Georgia into the elevator step by step and they left the hospital building.

The moment they stepped out, Georgia fell to her knees on the ground.

She didn’t want to cry and had kept it in all the while. She’d sensed faintly that there were things she couldn’t begin to imagine, and some situations she didn’t understand at all.

The unknown always filled one with inexplicable terror.

Robert crouched down and hugged Georgia into his arms.

“Don’t be so afraid. I’m fine now, aren’t I? It’s not that it’s anything incurable. The results aren’t out yet. Don’t scare yourself.”

Georgia couldn’t hold back anymore and hugged Robert tight, sobbing out loud.

When she was done crying, she faced Robert and started warning him.

“I’m telling you, when the results are out, you aren’t allowed to be obstinate. You’ll cooperate with me and cooperate with any treatment, got it?”

“Got it, of course. Anything Mrs. Simpson says is right. And I, as Mr. Simpson, will follow the path Mrs. Simpson sets out to a tee. I wouldn’t dare disobey Mrs. Simpson.”

Georgia knew that Robert was trying his utmost to cheer her up.

At a time like this, he wasn’t worried about himself, but focusing his efforts into cheering her up instead, so she wouldn’t be too upset.

Georgia hugged him even tighter.

“You’re so silly. But if you’re this silly, then you can be this silly for the rest of your life. Don’t worry. Your Mrs. Simpson is a genius. If you really have some combination of weird diseases, I’ll change occupations to cure you!

“For all the years you have left, you can live relying on Mrs. Simpson.”