Chapter 1527

Ignoring her, Colin held Flossie close and hurried towards the exit.

“Hold on, I’m taking you to the hospital right away,” he reassured her.

The unfamiliar voice jolted Flossie awake.

Recognition flickered in her eyes, but the pain stole her voice.

She managed a weak, “Thank you,” her voice trembling.

Colin furrowed his brow.

“Save your energy; don’t talk.

”

The vehicle sped through streets before sharply coming to a stop at the hospital’s entrance.

Colin made sure to comfort her all the while.

The sharp scent of disinfectant brought a flicker of awareness.

Flossie grasped Colin’s hand, shaking her head weakly.

“Take… Take me to see a gynecologist…”

Colin paused and quietly observed Flossie.

Gathering all her courage, Flossie said, “I’ve fallen.

I’m not sure if the baby’s okay.

Can you take me to the gynecologist?”

Colin pressed his lips together, remaining silent.

He then turned and made his way to the gynecology department.

While Flossie was being examined, Colin waited outside.

About thirty minutes later, the doctor emerged, announcing, “Everything’s fine with the baby, but it’s best if she rests and avoids high heels for now since she showed signs of miscarriage.

”

Colin listened in silence, nodded to the doctor, and entered the examination room to help Flossie with her injury.

A sense of relief crossed Flossie’s face upon hearing the baby was alright.

Colin then picked her up, carried her to the treatment room for further care, and left.

The moment the door shut, Flossie’s phone started ringing.

Noticing it was Stella on the caller ID, Colin peeked into the treatment room and took the call for her, stating simply, “Flossie’s in the hospital right now.

”

After a brief pause, Stella responded, “Thank you.

I’m on my way.

Please look after her for me.

”

Colin agreed and ended the call.

He entered the room and informed Flossie, “Someone named Stella called you.

I let her know you’re here at the hospital.

”

Flossie nodded and said, “Thanks.

”

The doctor placed the medicine on the table and Looked over Flossie’s arm.

“This wound is a bit deep and needs stitches.

I’ll numb the area first,” he explained as he got ready to prepare the anesthetic.