Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister

Chapter 223 Mom's Unusualness

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, Helena finally woke up. Seeing Clara move in and live with her,

she was also a little confused. "You moved in. What about Horace?"

"He's not at home on a business trip, so I just want to accompany you." She didn't want to tell her

mother about her and Horace, so she just prevaricated. "Mom, how's your health recently? I heard from

your nanny that you haven't been eating much lately."

"It's okay. I know my own body. I'm fine." Helena smiled and touched Clara's head. "It's nice that you're

here. I miss you too. You can just stay for a few more days."

"Yes."

Clara replied and hugged Helena.

She really wanted to hug her mother and cry, telling her all her grievances and sadness, but she

couldn't and didn't want her mother to worry.

"Mom, I missed you too."

"My sweetheart," Helena said with a smile, but she suddenly thought of something. She held Clara in

her arms and was a little absent-minded.

After staying in Helena's apartment for a few days, she talked and laughed with her mother every day,

which made Clara feel much better.

That night, Clara was in a daze, holding her mobile phone in her room. He was wondering if she should

call Horace or send a text message to him.

However, she felt that she was not in the wrong about this matter. Since he had not called her, why

should she call him? It was as if she did something wrong.

Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with Horace.

Just as she was struggling with what to do, she suddenly heard a loud thump coming from the

bathroom.

Clara was shocked. She put down her phone and ran to the bathroom. As soon as she opened the

door, she saw Helena lying on the ground with a painful look. She covered her head with her hand, and

blood kept flowing out between her fingers.

There was also some blood on the corner of the table. She must have fallen down accidentally when

she was going to the toilet, and her head just bumped onto the corner of the table.

"Mom, how are you? Are you all right..." Clara hurriedly ran over to help Helena up. Her voice sounded

like she was about to cry.

Helena was in so much pain that she couldn't speak. Her facial features were tightly knitted together.

Looking at Helena's painful face, Clara felt at a loss. In a panic, she could only cover the bleeding part

of her head with a towel, and then quickly called 120 and sent her to the nearest hospital.

In the ambulance, Clara held her mother's hand anxiously, for fear that something would happen to her.

She wanted to find a doctor in the hospital to arrange treatment for her mother immediately, but she

didn't know any doctors in this hospital. At this time, the first person she thought of was Horace.

She took out her phone and dialed Horace's number. Clara anxiously waited for Horace to answer the

phone.

"The number you dialed can't be connected for the time being. Please call later." She called him

several times in a row, but Clara didn't get through to Horace's number.

He couldn't get through to Horace's phone, and he didn't know any people in the hospital. Clara didn't

know what to do at this time.

That's right, Logan! It suddenly occurred to her that given Logan's status, he must have someone he

knew in the hospital.

Although he didn't want to cause any trouble for Logan, there was really no other way in this situation.

"Hey, Clara, what's wrong? It's so late at night." When Logan's clear voice sounded, Clara felt an

inexplicable warmth, and her heart finally calmed down a little.

After her tensed nerves relaxed a little, she could no longer hold back her tears. "Logan, my mom... My

mom accidentally fell down just now, and her head hit the corner of the table. Now it's bleeding. Can

you help me contact the hospital..."

Clara was talking between sobs.

When Logan heard that Helena was injured, he hurriedly sat up from the bed, put on his clothes, and

rushed out of the door. "Don't worry. Where are you now? I'll be right there!"

Clara didn't dare to delay and hurriedly reported her position. "We are on our way to the Pine Valley

Medical Center. We'll arrive soon."

"Okay, don't worry. Take good care of Aunt Helena first. I'll call the hospital and arrange it now." Logan

had already run to the garage and was starting the car.

"Thank you, Logan." After thanking Logan, Clara hung up the phone.

Holding Helena's hand, Clara kept praying in her heart, "Mom, you must be safe."

When they arrived at the hospital, there was already a doctor waiting at the door. Helena was quickly

pushed into the emergency rescue room, and Logan also arrived.

"Is Aunt... Helena ok?" Logan ran all the way to the hospital, panting.

Clara shook her head, and her tears could not help falling again. "I don't know. I..."

Logan patted Clara on the back. "Don't worry. Everything will be fine." Logan comforted her.

Clara cried and nodded.

The operating room's lights were always on. Clara looked at the closed door of the operating room

restlessly.

The door of the operating room suddenly opened a crack. A nurse came out in a hurry and asked

anxiously, "Who is the patient's family?"

"Here! I'm her daughter."

Hearing this, Clara immediately stepped forward.

"The patient is in an urgent situation and needs to be injected with blood. But the HP of the blood bank

is insufficient now. Which one of you is the same as the patient's blood type?"

"I'm her daughter. You can use my blood." Clara hurriedly rolled up her sleeves.

"Do you know which blood type you are?"

"I don't know..." Clara hated herself so much that he had never checked her blood type.

"Okay, go and get ready with me immediately." The nurse hurried to the emergency room with Clara,

and Logan followed her.

However, after the blood type-examination results came out, Clara was told that her blood type was A,

while Helena has type-O blood. The blood type did not match, so doctors could not let her inject blood

into Helena.

Clara was stunned at that time. "It's impossible. How could I have A-type blood?"

She clearly remembered that Glenn Middleton was Type O, and her mother was also Type O. So how

was that possible?

But now she had no time to think about it. Maybe she remembered wrongly.

"Then what should we do now?" Hearing that she couldn't give Helena blood, Clara lost her mind for a

while.

"I'm a Type O." Logan was delighted when he heard that Helena was also a Type O. He hurried

forward and said, "I can give Aunt Helena blood."

Looking at Logan gratefully, Clara finally smiled. "Really? Logan, thank you." NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

Logan patted Clara's shoulder in comfort, and then followed the nurse to do the relevant preparations

before the blood transfusion.

After waiting anxiously for about two hours, the lights in the operating room finally went out. The

moment the door opened, Clara immediately ran to the doctor and asked about his mother's situation

anxiously.

"The operation is very successful. The patient is fine and will come out soon," the doctor said wearily

as he took off his mask.

"Thank you, doctor, thank you..." Clara kept thanking the doctor, and her heart, which had been

hanging for a whole night, finally settled down.