"The fetus's heart rate is not very stable, probably because of a shock. You should stay in the hospital for observation for now, but there doesn't seem to be anything serious." The doctor finally spoke.
Hallie Morgan let out a sigh of relief, but she couldn't fully relax.
She looked up to see Dylan Collins on the side, also frowning slightly, clear worry etched on his face.
Was he genuinely worried?
Did he really want this child?
She couldn't help but feel a flutter in her heart, as her fingers involuntarily caressed her belly…
However, not long after she was admitted to the ward... the old man suddenly arrived.
"Dylan Collins, what the hell happened? What did you do to my precious grandson? You almost killed him! If this continues, I'll take Hallie back to the Collins family for her care."
"Hiss, what are you doing, don't hit me. Why do you keep saying 'grandson, grandson'? What if it's a girl?"
