When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 1822

Chapter 1822 Fallen Ill
After hearing it, Cecilia nodded. “You must take good care of her. This is her first pregnancy. She doesn't have much experience. Feel free to ask me questions if there's anything you don't understand.”

Though Zachary was a doctor, he wasn't an obstetrician.

“All right.” Zachary nodded. “Don't worry, I'll take good care of Vivian.”

The thought of his child growing inside Vivian filled him with immense joy.

Recently, the employee benefits within the hospital had seen an improvement.

Then, Cecilia departed with Queenie.

On their way back, Queenie was showing signs of fatigue as she kept nodding off.

Upon seeing that, Cecilia couldn't help but say, “Mom, if you're tired, feel free to lean on me and sleep.”

“All right.” Queenie didn't resist. She leaned against Cecilia and closed her eyes.

After an indeterminable amount of time had passed, Cecilia felt a warmth spreading over his shoulder.

She turned her head and noticed that Queenie had a nosebleed.

Cecilia's eyes suddenly narrowed, and she urgently instructed the driver, “Quick, head back to the hospital.”

“All right.” The driver immediately swung the car around, heading back in the direction of the hospital.

Cecilia held onto Queenie, softly calling out, “Mom, Mom...”

However, Queenie didn't respond, seeming as if she had fallen into a state of unconsciousness.

In a moment of urgency, Cecilia exclaimed, “Mom!”

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the car to reach the hospital after it had set off.

Even after escorting Queenie into the operating room, Cecilia was still in a state of bewilderment.

Zachary hurried over, noticing the fresh blood on her shoulder. He quickly asked, “Cecilia, what happened?”

Cecilia informed him that Queenie had fallen ill.

Cecilia nestled in his arms, her mood heavy.

In the evening, Yuliana also hurried over. “Cecilia!”

Seeing that the operation was still ongoing, Yuliana bit her lip, her pupils constricting. “It's all my fault! It's all my fault! I deserve to die!”

Yuliana's body went limp, and she almost dropped to her knees.

She thought Queenie was in trouble because she had previously fed her something she shouldn't have.

At that point, Cecilia was no longer in the mood to comfort her.

An afternoon had passed, yet the surgery was still not over, so she was genuinely filled with worry.

Several dozen minutes had passed once again when, at last, the doors to the operating room were pushed open.

Cecilia wanted to take a look, so she got up. However, her legs were numb, and she was unsteady, nearly toppling over. Thankfully, Nathaniel was there to catch her.

Yuliana had stepped forward before her, approaching the doctor to inquire. “Doctor, how's my aunt doing? She's all right, isn't she?”