The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce

Chapter 356 - 355: To Save or Not to Save

Chapter 356: Chapter 355: To Save or Not to Save

“You have Rh-negative blood?” Jeremy’s mother excitedly stood up, “If you provide a blood transfusion for Jeremy, don’t worry about the follow-up medical expenses, I will take full responsibility. If you don’t mind, I will personally take care of you, and from now on your child will be my child. As long as you save Jeremy, I will do anything for you… Aunt thanks you, thank you, please help save him, I beg you…”

Listening to Jeremy’s mother’s incoherent speech, Molly Walker remained silent.

Personally take care of…

She would probably die young.

“Doctor, let’s try it,” Molly looked at the doctor, “I won’t cause any trouble if something happens.”

Upon receiving this assurance, the doctor finally breathed a sigh of relief.

There’s no choice, as there are many medical disputes nowadays, and such a risky decision might bring trouble to the hospital from the pregnant woman’s family.

“You’re the father of the child, right?” The doctor glanced at Harry Lambert and whispered, “As long as you both agree and won’t cause trouble for the hospital if anything happens, I can make an exception here.”

Everyone’s life is important, with no distinction between high or low, rich or poor.

Compared to the patient in the bed, drawing blood from the pregnant woman doesn’t necessarily mean a major problem will occur.

Rescuing the most pressing one is the priority.

Harry’s face looked extremely unpleasant, and he was about to deny it when Molly stared at him and shook her head.

Harry gritted his teeth, glanced at Jeremy, and his face turned from green to white in anger.

He wore sunglasses so others couldn’t see his eyes, but the displeasure on his face was evident.

Why should she draw blood to save someone when she herself is pregnant?

But when thinking about how this person was Molly, it made sense.

Blood transfusions are not a one-for-one exchange, but they have the potential to save a life. If it was not Jeremy but an ordinary person lying in the bed, Molly would still make the same choice.

Harry recalled that when Molly became the leader of the organization, no one dared to say no because almost everyone in the organization owed her a favor.

She did the dirty work that others refused to do, and she never declined to help when she could. Over time, people’s initial disdain turned into respect for her.

No one was as fierce as her, yet no one was as kind.

Perhaps this was also the reason why he liked her.

Harry closed his eyes and simply stood aside, not saying a word.

Jérémy, on the other hand, firmly disagreed. In the end, it was his mother who threatened with her life for him to reluctantly nod agreement.

He knew Molly didn’t like him, but for that very reason, he did not want to be saved with her blood.

“Jeremy, you cannot make your dad and I lose our only child!” Jeremy’s mother covered his hand, as tears dripped down quickly, “From now on, no matter what you do, your mother won’t interfere; no matter who you like and want to be with. But you have to live first. Only by staying alive can you have the chance to do what you want.”

Jeremy’s face showed some helplessness, but there was a sparkle in his eyes.

He lowered his eyelashes, covering his beautiful eyes.

“Jeremy, as long as you agree to treatment, your mom and I will retire. We will travel the world and no longer interfere with anything you do.”

Ever since Daniel Thompson “retired,” it has become a trend for the older generation in Capital City to “retire” as well, and he had also become interested.

He had only talked about it before, but now he genuinely wanted to retire.

If he didn’t hand over the company to Jeremy now, Jeremy would lose even the meaning of being alive. By then, if he lost his only child at an old age, what would be the use of all that money?

It would be better to let go earlier.

“Doctor, since everyone agrees, please arrange for my blood draw as soon as possible.” Molly checked the time; she had only two hours left. She had promised to have lunch with Michael Gallagher today.

At the Leaford family’s villa, Michael Gallagher wore a shirt with a long windbreaker over it. His top button was slightly open, showing his fair neck.

With his tall stature, he was very attractive just by standing there, causing the busy servants of the Leaford household to glance at him from time to time.

Standing next to him was a freshly returned from a meeting, James Leaford, chatting with him occasionally.

James had scissors trimming the tree branches while discussing the history of the Leaford and Thompson families’ development, giving Michael a thorough explanation.

Michael appeared calm and composed, his eyes slightly narrowed, his voice gentle.

After conversing with Michael, James admired him as a close friend despite their age difference.

James was straightforward and often enjoyed talking with younger people in his daily life, but there were very few people Michael’s age who had such insights and visions into the future.

He also found that Michael had an extraordinary memory, drawing on classic references and expressing well-founded and practical opinions on the path of business development.

A man like this being his niece’s husband would be satisfying for James.

“How about we go inside and sit?”

Having Michael stand outside the entire time, James finally realized that it was not quite appropriate.

He had been so absorbed in their conversation that he had forgotten to sit inside.

“Thank you, Uncle Leaford, Molly will be back soon, so I’ll wait for her here.”

James Leaford looked him up and down, realizing he seemed to have dressed up on purpose today: “Why? Is there something special about today?”

Michael Gallagher’s mouth curled up, his voice clear: “Today is my birthday.”

Before, he never celebrated any holidays, but Molly had been giving him birthday gifts every year. This year, he wanted to actively celebrate with her.

People say that making wishes on birthdays can come true, so he wanted to make a wish to the heavens for Molly to accept him again.

After the small incident during the pregnancy check-up, he realized that not only did he need to give Molly a sense of security, but also the entire family.

Now that the misunderstanding was cleared up, the next step was to remarry.

He had everything prepared, just waiting for today.

When they first got married, they didn’t have a proper proposal and engagement process. This time, he wanted to make up for it all to her.

She would have what others have, and what others don’t have, she would have too.

Thinking about everything he had prepared, his heart became tender and soft.

Seeing Michael Gallagher’s rare good mood, James Leaford laughed with curiosity.

“You’re planning to remarry Ivy, aren’t you?” Ever since James found out that Michael Gallagher had fallen out with Mr. Jenkins, he guessed that Michael was mostly trying to reclaim his Gallagher identity.

“Although you’ve been removed from the household registry, if you can find reliable people to help, explain the situation, you should be able to solve it.”

In this era where money talks, many problems can be easily solved.

However, an hour passed after noon, and there was no sign of Molly’s return.

Even the Leaford family servants had gone to lunch, and he still hadn’t seen Molly.

Two hours passed, and there was no movement on the cell phone.

By now, he had made many calls, but no one answered.

Could something have gone wrong?

At the thought of this possibility, Michael Gallagher’s face turned dark and terrible.

He called the Jenkins family housekeeper: “Check Molly’s whereabouts for me.”

Normally he wouldn’t investigate Molly’s whereabouts, but in this situation where she couldn’t be reached, he had to resort to this method.

Soon, he found James Leaford and checked the surveillance footage of Molly’s previous trip.

When they saw Molly leaving with Harry Lambert and getting in his car, the atmosphere suddenly froze.

James Leaford forced a smile and patted Michael Gallagher’s shoulder: “Maybe she’s busy with something, and if something were to happen, news would come right away. There’s nothing wrong. Why don’t you… wait a little longer?”

Michael Gallagher’s thin lips tightened, his lines cold and hard, his eyes as dark as an abyss, gazing distantly at the horizon.

James Leaford chuckled, not knowing how to console him.

He speculated that his niece most likely forgot what day it was today.

He hurriedly took out his cell phone and called Molly countless times, but no one answered.

A sense of unease filled James Leaford’s heart.

His niece wouldn’t just happen to have messed up today, would she?

James Leaford didn’t say anything on the surface, but deep down he was also getting anxious.

Especially when he thought about the surveillance footage where she left with another man, his eyelids kept twitching.

Michael Gallagher’s eyes were lowered, and the lines of his face held a sharp coldness.

Today was his birthday, and she walked out the door laughing and talking with Harry Lambert.

She had promised to have lunch with him, but had stood him up.

The Jenkins family housekeeper was efficient in finding out Molly’s location based on the license plate.

“Young master, Miss Thompson is currently at Capital City Third People’s Hospital, where she just gave Jeremy Norman a blood transfusion.”

A blood transfusion?

She gave Jeremy Norman a blood transfusion?

She’s pregnant, how could she have the guts to give Jeremy a blood transfusion?

The chilling atmosphere around Michael Gallagher instantly condensed.

The clenched fingers creaked, revealing his inner emotions.

The housekeeper continued: “Jeremy Norman has Rh-negative blood, and Ivy Thompson has the same blood type, so she volunteered to give him a blood transfusion.”

As soon as the housekeeper finished speaking, Michael Gallagher’s face grew darker and more terrifying.