Here Comes a Cute Baby—To Kidnap a Daddy as a Gift for My Mommy

Sheng Yeting's heart felt as if it was pressed down by a giant boulder. He immediately looked coldly at the doctor in front of him. When he heard that Xia Xingcheng had AB type blood, he quickly said, "I can give her a blood transfusion. We have the same blood type."    

He looked at the doctor with eyes full of eagerness, more like a father protecting his children, tall and grand.    

Xiaobao wanted to say something, but after a while, he didn't say anything.    

Dad's blood and his blood are the same, it doesn't matter.    

Hope appeared in the doctor's eyes. His excellent mental fortitude made him not hesitate at all, and he directly brought Sheng Yeting into the operation room.    

Inside the operation room, Sheng Yeting was lying on the bed next to Xia Xingcheng. Seeing Xia Xingcheng in a coma due to the lack of oxygen, he felt pain in his heart.    

With blood gradually flowing out of his body and being transferred into Xia Xingcheng's body, Sheng Yeting didn't know why, but at this moment, he felt proud and a sense of accomplishment in his heart. Because, they finally had the same blood flowing out of their bodies.    

Sheng Yeting suddenly made a decision. He called the attending doctor to the bedside and motioned the doctor to get closer to him. "Doctor, I will give her as much blood as I can."    

It was neither a question nor a hesitation. There was resolution in Sheng Yeting's eyes as he spoke with an unquestionable tone.    

The doctor was stunned for a moment before he looked at Xia Xingcheng's direction habitually. Finally, he said hesitantly, "But Young Master, this will affect your body."    

Sheng Yeting knew the consequences, but as long as Xia Xingcheng could recover, so what if he had to sacrifice his life?    

When he thought here, he couldn't help but interrupt the doctor's words of consolation.    

"This is an order. Let's begin."    

With that, he stopped looking at the doctor and focused on the unconscious Xia Xingcheng. He looked especially gentle.    

The doctor helplessly shook his head and sighed. However, there was nothing he could do. He didn't dare to disobey Sheng Yeting's words.    

The blood transfusion went smoothly, and even after the operation was over, Lili was still unconscious, but her complexion was much better.    

As for Sheng Yeting, due to the large amount of blood transfusion, he looked exceptionally weak right now. His face was pale to the point of being almost transparent.    

The doctor and nurse gradually withdrew, leaving Sheng Yeting and the attending doctor in the room. Sheng Yeting struggled to get up from the bed and walked to Xia Xingcheng's bed step by step, looking at her attentively.    

"Young Madam's body is fine now, and her child is very healthy. She only needs to rest before she will wake up."    

Sheng Yeting nodded and calmed down a little. He looked at Xia Xingcheng who was lying on the sickbed with a focused expression. His focused expression revealed a deep pain in his heart.    

"Why did this happen all of a sudden?"    

Sheng Yeting said to the doctor with an indescribable pain in his eyes.    

Recently, Xia Xingcheng had been acting abnormally. Her temperament and personality had changed tremendously. Initially, he had his suspicions, but he had assumed that it was the normal reaction of a pregnant woman.    

However, there were so many things happening that Sheng Yeting had to suspect them.    

Sure enough, the moment he said that, a hesitant expression appeared on the doctor's face, as if he didn't know what to say.    

Sheng Yeting stared at him coldly with a sullen look in his eyes: "Speak."    

Under his gaze, the doctor's body trembled uncontrollably. He immediately lowered his head and said softly, "Young master, Young Madam is indeed a little strange this time. She is obviously very stable in her pregnancy a few days ago, but today she almost miscarried. Plus, Young Madam's recent temper is too weird." But I still haven't found out why. "    

Speaking to this, the doctor hesitantly looked at Xia Xingcheng who was still unconscious on the bed and said, "One more thing. When I examined Young Madam earlier, I found that there seemed to be a special medicine inside her body …"    

"I still haven't figured out what the medicine is, please give me some time Young Master, I'll figure it out immediately."    

Sheng Yeting's body suddenly turned cold. Hearing that, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the doctor with eyes full of coldness.    

"You mean Xia Xingcheng took the drug that caused the miscarriage?"    

The doctor lowered his head, "Yes, young master. I'm not sure what it is yet, but after the rescue just now, the effects of the medicine are already ineffective. I just need to make sure that Young Madam doesn't continue taking it."    

When he said that, a dangerous glint flashed across Sheng Yeting's eyes and he couldn't help but let out a cold snort.    

"Investigate everything. Find out who has the guts to do so."    

The doctor nodded. He understood that the young master was extremely angry at this moment.    

He did not dare delay any further and directly left the room for the two of them.    

He couldn't help but smile wryly in his heart. Was this still the indifferent Young Master that he knew in the past?    

Young Madam was so close to being good to the bone, yet she did not hesitate to give Young Madam so much blood.    

As a doctor, when he saw Sheng Yeting's pale face, he couldn't help but remind him: "Young Master, you just lost blood, why don't you take a rest?"    

Seeing that Sheng Yeting didn't listen to him at all, the attending doctor didn't have any other choice. He only lightly closed the door and the room immediately became silent.    

In the ward, Sheng Yeting looked at Xia Xingcheng who was still unconscious. He gently held her hand. Only now did he realize that her hand was still as cold as before.    

He gently placed her hand on his cheek and stroked it.    

For the first time, Sheng Yeting's eyes gradually turned red and filled with tears. Tears fell onto Xia Xingcheng's fingers, and then they disappeared without a sound.    

However, in just a split-second, Sheng Yeting had quickly covered up his emotions. His face regained its calmness, as if the previous fragility was just an illusion.    

This illusion disappeared very quickly.    

"Xingcheng, you scared me." He spoke very softly to the person on the bed, as if he was afraid to wake her up.    

Time passed very quickly.    

For Xia Xingcheng, she had only slept for one night. But for Sheng Yeting, it was as if a century had passed.    

Beside the bed, Sheng Yeting was staring at Xia Xingcheng without rest. He didn't leave for the whole night.    

His body, which had been haggard from the blood transfusion, now looked pale and weak.