Chapter 717

Mia confronted Timothy head–on, her once–charming red lips now turned into a frown.

At that moment, she dropped her usual facade, revealing her stern.

demeanor.

Timothy lowered his gaze, observing the dominant and assertive Mia before him. He spoke in a gentle

tone, “Ginger will be fine, I promise.”

“You’d better,” Mia replied tersely.

She took a deep breath and glanced at the blinking red light, regretting her decision to suggest dinner

with Luna.

She was aware that Luna must have received advance notice, which was why she deliberately waited

there for Timothy.

Indeed, Mia shouldn’t have taken the risk.

Soon, the lights in the operating room went out.

As the doctor, Tyler Valoz, emerged from the room, Mia rushed forward. ‘ Dr. Valoz, is my daughter

okay?”

“Are you both Ginger’s parents?”

Mia hesitated before replying, “I’m her mother.”

Adjusting his glasses, Tyler explained, “We’ll need to await the results of the blood tests to confirm

Ginger’s condition.

“Our initial assessment suggests she may be suffering from a blood–related illness. Has she recently

shown any signs of sudden illness or cold–like symptoms out of nowhere?”

Mia was caught off guard, lowering her gaze to conceal her true feelings.

She had been terribly frightened by Ginger’s sudden collapse, completely forgetting their plans for the

day.

It wasn’t until Tyler’s words sank in that Mia realized Ginger had merely been pretending.

Mia promptly responded, “Yes, she’s been experiencing unexplained health issues lately. Her health

used to be stable, and she seldom faced such.

problems.”

“Her symptoms seem to align, but we’re optimistic it’s just a false alarm. Nonetheless, if it turns out

otherwise, you should start preparations early,” Tyler advised.

Upon hearing this, Mia instinctively took a step back, feeling unsteady.

In the next instant, Timothy reached out and caught her arm. Seeing her pallid complexion, he

whispered, “The results haven’t come in yet. Perhaps. it’s just a false alarm.”

“I hope so too.”

Forcing a bitter smile, Mia turned to Tyler and inquired, “What steps should we take if it’s not a false

alarm?”

“Her parents will need to undergo bone marrow matching,” Tyler

explained. “Usually, parents with the same blood type as their child have a good chance of being a

successful match.”

“Dr. Valoz, my daughter has type A blood, and I’m type O, the universal donor. Can’t my blood be used

for the matching?” Mia deliberately brought up Ginger’s blood type, highlighting the mismatch.

Tyler paused, stealing a glance at Timothy before responding, “It would be preferable for Ginger’s

father, who ideally has type A blood, to be the

candidate for the matching process.”

With that, Tyler excused himself.

Mia sighed in frustration. “But how am I supposed to find Ginger’s father now?”

Timothy’s gaze grew complex. “Caleb doesn’t have type A blood; he’s also type O, just like you.”

Upon hearing this, Mia’s demeanor shifted. She had almost forgotten about

Caleb.

Glancing at Timothy, Mia noticed a hint of unease in his expression.

Hastily, she responded, “Well, it seems I’ve misidentified him. It turns out he’s not Ginger’s father after

all. There might have been an oversight in my investigation.”

As Mia spoke, she avoided meeting Timothy’s gaze, wary of revealing any inadvertent signs of

deception.

“I have type A blood. I can undergo bone marrow matching for Ginger,” Timothy stated in a low voice.

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Upon hearing this, Mia suddenly lifted her gaze.

She had assumed she would need to wait for Ginger’s supposed illness

report before inquiring about Timothy’s blood type.

However, he unexpectedly offered to undergo the bone marrow matching before she could even bring it

up.