Chapter 318

Barren Mother Give Birth To Sextuplets To The Hot Ceo Chapter 318 “Until you learn to obey me and admit that you are my wife and at the same time my pet then I will not stop showing you what pain is,” he dragged her with her hair outside of the house. Her scalp almost removed her from her head cause of how hard he was dragging her with her hair.

At the end, he took her bloody self away.

Today was the sixth day that Broderick had been in a com-ma. It was hard to tell whether he was breathing or not.

The woman who had always been checking on him and had gone to another country to find someone who could help heal Broderick eventually entered with two old physicians. The men were old but had vast knowledge when it comes to medicine.

“This is he, please do something fast that can help him re-cover,” the woman pleaded.

The two old physicians stood by the sides of Broderick and examined him, seeing that he was close to a being a dead man, they extracted his blood and saw that it was dark.

“He was poisoned,” one of the physicians said.

“What do we do now?” She asked.

“We need to purify his blood,” one of the old physician said.

“Do it quick and stop speaking one after the other, just do whatever can heal him,” the woman was desperate.

“We need someone with a special type of blood, if we can get such blood, then we can inject it to his body and his blood will be purified. Sadly, less than one percent of people in the world has such blood,” one of the old physician said.

“So what do we do? Test my blood, I may be one of the people with such blood,” the woman said.

“You are too old and your blood can’t be used. There is this woman who got popular amidst the world physicians some months back for having a rare blood type. We can im- mediately invite her over but you must have enough money to pay her,” the second old physcian said.

“We will pay any amount the woman want,” the woman said eventhough she doesn’t really have much. But she be-

lieved that if Broderick recovers from his state of coma, he can easily food off the bill.

“Fine,” the first physician made a call across and spoke to the woman and after he was done with the call, he said to the woman that was with Broderick,” this woman with the rare blood type had agree to come over here. She said she would be here in three hours time. Let’s hope that this man would still be alive before then.” The two physicians then went to find somewhere to sit while the woman sat beside Broderick, examining him.

“Do it quick and stop speaking one after the other, just do whatever can heal him,” the woman was desperate.

“We need someone with a special type of blood, if we can get such blood, then we can inject it to his body and his blood will be purified. Sadly, less than one percent of people in the world has such blood,” one of the old physician said.

“So what do we do? Test my blood, I may be one of the people with such blood,” the woman said.

“You are too old and your blood can’t be used. There is this woman who got popular amidst the world physicians some months back for having a rare blood type. We can im- mediately invite her over but you must have enough money to pay her,” the second old physcian said.

“We will pay any amount the woman want,” the woman said eventhough she doesn’t really have much. But she be-

lieved that if Broderick recovers from his state of coma, he can easily food off the bill.

“Fine,” the first physician made a call across and spoke to the woman and after he was done with the call, he said to the woman that was with Broderick,” this woman with the rare blood type had agree to come over here. She said she would be here in three hours time. Let’s hope that this man would still be alive before then.” The two physicians then went to find somewhere to sit while the woman sat beside Broderick, examining him.

“Broderick, you are strong. Even if death is calling you.

You must not yeild. I heard that you had six kids at our home town, if you die, your children will become fatherless. Please be alive. Stay alive.” The woman kept encouraging Broderick to fight death. Afterall, his chest wasn’t even beating any- more, just a few air was coming from his nose.

One should just say, he was half dead.

Three hours later, a knock landed on the door and one of the physicians went to open the door.

“Are you the woman with that rare blood type?” One of the physicians asked.

“Yes, my name is Martha, what’s yours?”

“Paul,” the physician before her answered and let her in, he pointed to the second physician in the room and said,” and that is my twin brother, Silas. We have both being in the busi-ness of saving lives since we were young. I’m glad you agree to come and save this man.”

“Sure,” Martha walked up to Broderick’s table, seeing Broderick this way broke her heart, as for the woman seated beside her, she didn’t know whom the woman was, nonethe-less, she greeted politely.

“Dear, don’t worry, my son will pay you any amount you want as soon as he is awake,” the old woman that had always been with Broderick said.

asked.

“What’s your name, grandma? Mine is Martha?” Martha “Alberta is my name, my daughter. Please save my grand-son,” Alberta said.

“Okay, grandma,” Martha said,” however, I don’t want money, you must promise me that after Broderick had wake, you will make sure he grant whatever request I make.”

“Any request whatsoever, he will grant it,” the old woman that had always been checking on Broderick, Alberta didn’t even think twice before answering.

Martha turned to the two old physicians, Paul and Silas and said “let’s get to work.”

A portion of her blood was immediately extracted and ad-ministered carefully into Broderick’s body.

After thirty minutes, Alberta asked,” why is he still the same way? Nothing has changed.”

“Blood purification takes hours, please be patient.” Paul said to Alberta.

The room fell into a deep silence again for another one hour. All of a sudden, someone’s upper body stood upright.

Everyone’s eyes lit up. This person was Broderick. He was now sitting upright, with an opened eyes and a very sick and calm look.

He threw his legs to the floor and looked at all the strangers in the room. The only person he identified was Martha.

Alberta had tears of joy streamed down her face on seeing Broderick. She was so happy that Broderick made it. God must have loved her grandson so much that he didn’t let him die even when death was close to taking his life.

“Martha!” Broderick called in surprise.

“Broderick!” Martha called. Still seated calmly.

“What am I doing here?” He asked.

“Broderick, I’m Elizabeth’s mother,” Alberta said and opened the cloth that covered her stomach. “Did you see the birthmark ?”

Broderick was stunned when he saw the Alessandro’s birth mark on her stomach, as a matter of fact, she had the same resemblance with his mother.

“Grandma,” Broderick could feel the connection between himself and the old woman.

Everyone’s eyes lit up. This person was Broderick. He was now sitting upright, with an opened eyes and a very sick and calm look.

He threw his legs to the floor and looked at all the strangers in the room. The only person he identified was Martha.

Barren Mother Give Birth To Sextuplets To The Hot CEO Chapter 317 Hello, Mr. Brent Chapter 350 The CEO’s Surrogate Wife Chapter 922 Happiness Is Simple Alberta had tears of joy streamed down her face on seeing Broderick. She was so happy that Broderick made it. God must have loved her grandson so much that he didn’t let him die even when death was close to taking his life.

“Martha!” Broderick called in surprise.

“Broderick!” Martha called. Still seated calmly.

“What am I doing here?” He asked.

“Broderick, I’m Elizabeth’s mother,” Alberta said and opened the cloth that covered her stomach. “Did you see the birthmark ?”

Broderick was stunned when he saw the Alessandro’s birth mark on her stomach, as a matter of fact, she had the same resemblance with his mother.

“Grandma,” Broderick could feel the connection between himself and the old woman.

Alberta explained how he found him here and how she had been doing everything to revive him from his state of co-

ma.

But the last thing Broderick remembered was Michael hit-ting him in the stomach and then, he was carried away.

Hello, Mr.

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