Chapter 525

Charlotte pretended to be in pain, and she grabbed Cecelia's arm and

pinched it until it was bruised.

Cecelia panicked and wrapped her arms around Charlotte, who had

already lost Rodney and couldn't take any more pain from the loss of

her loved ones.

She hugged Charlotte tightly, and her voice even changed nervously,

"Charlotte, do you have a stomachache? I will send you to the hospital.

It's all my fault. I knew that your placenta is unstable and I should not

let you be so emotional. Forget about staying here, you should have

stayed in the hospital for two more days until you were completely fine

before you were discharged.”

“No, no, I don't want to go to the hospital.” Charlotte grabbed Cecelia's

hands, "Mom, don't send me to the hospital, I want to be with my

grandpa for the last time. Don't send me to the hospital. I can do it, I

can do it, you can see I can stand up.”

With that, Charlotte struggled to get up against Cecelia's body.

Pretending her legs were weak, she collapsed into Cecelia's arms

again.

"Don't move, don't rush, take your time." Cecelia carefully helped

Charlotte to the edge of the bed, laid her down, removed her shoes,

and laid her legs flat on the bed, covering her with a thin blanket.

"Mom, I'm really okay.” Charlotte choked back a sob as her eyes

reddened once again.

"Don’t move." Cecelia frowned, distressed, "I'll get you a cup of hot

water. You lie down and take it easy."

The room had an automatic hot water dispenser, and while Cecelia was

boiling hot water, she took out her cell phone and called the director of

the military hospital.

A few moments later, the call was answered.

"Doctor, Charlotte has some abdominal pain again. I'm sorry, but she

snuck home last night and I couldn't stop it." Cecelia asked anxiously.

"Ms. Hurley, your daughter should be fine, let her lie flat for two hours

first. After that, drive her to the hospital. If there is no emergency, to be

on the safe side, I suggest she stay in the hospital for a week, and I will

give her some daily injections.” The dean suggested. Although he could

not find anything wrong, he could only do whatever he could do. After

all, if something went wrong, he could not explain to the Heath family.

"Oh, okay. I got it."

After Cecelia hung up the phone, the hot water was ready and she

carefully made it warm with some cold water and brought it to

Charlotte.

Charlotte sat up reluctantly, took a few sips, and said, "Mom, I feel

much better. It was just a stomach upset, I'm fine."

"Nonsense. You should have stayed in the hospital yesterday. You

shouldn't have run back!" Cecelia faintly scolded, "You have to listen to

the doctor. Take a week off to recuperate. You lie down for two hours,

and when this pain passes, I'll send you to the military hospital now."

"But mommy ..." Charlotte grimaced accusingly.

"No buts! Don't worry about anything else, I'll find a way to deal with it."

At this moment, Cecelia made up her mind that the deceased had

passed away and that the rules were made by people. Definitely the

person in front of her was more important.

Right now, the top priority was Charlotte's body and the baby she was

carrying.

The bloodline of the Heath family must be preserved, and there must

not be any more grief on top of grief.

"I'm going to the hospital? What about Grandpa's funeral? I don't want

to go to the hospital, Mom." Charlotte whimpered.

“Later, before we leave, I will arrange a simple funeral for you, so you

can do what you should do as his child. As for the Capital you should

not go, the journey is tiring, and I also feel at ease if you stay in the

hospital. Whatever Ricky has on his hands to deal with, I will call him

back immediately to take care of your safety.” Cecelia said.