Chapter 722

At the hospital, the result had come out that Elliot’s blood was not a match for Robert.

Thanks to his connections, the search for RH negative blood types expanded to all the major hospitals,

who then released requests to the public for RH negative blood donors.

When Mike rushed to the hospital and saw Elliot, he asked, “What happened? What’s wrong with

Robert? Why does he suddenly need a blood transfusion?”

The doctor, who was standing on the side, replied to his question, “It’s typical for premature babies to

have a series of complications from the premature birth…”

“So, this is all because of the premature birth!” Mike gritted his teeth.

“Avery wouldn’t have had to give birth prematurely if it weren’t for Chelsea Tierney! D*mn her!”

The doctor did not understand what he was cursing about, but continued to explain things from a

professional point of view, “Robert’s symptoms aren’t quite the same as other premature babies.

There’s a possibility that he might still have this disease even if he was born at full term.”

“Bullsh*t! Avery goes to her prenatal check-ups on time every month, and there was never anything

wrong with her test results. Robert wouldn’t be sick if it weren’t for the premature birth!” Mike roared

furiously.

The doctor stepped back closer toward Elliot and said, “Sir, please. Prenatal check-ups won’t

necessarily detect rare diseases.”

“Oh… Robert has a rare disease?”

“That’s right. We’re not sure what caused it, but Miss Tate is investigating it right now,” answered the

doctor.

“Those with rare blood types typically develop rare diseases more easily. There are very few people in

the medical field that understand these rare blood types.”

“What a f*cking mess! Layla and Hayden are completely fine. How could Robert be sick?”

“Are you saying that Miss Tate has other children?”

Mike placed his hands on his waist and said, “Avery has two more kids who are very healthy. Would

they be able to help Robert with the blood transfusion?”

“How old are the children?” asked the doctor.

“They’re six.”

“I’m afraid that won’t work. Even if the children’s blood types were a match for Robert, they still would

not be able to help him. They’re far too young, so their bodies would not be able to getting that large

amount of blood drawn,” said the doctor.

“Only those aged 18 and above are allowed to get their blood drawn for this.”

“Then, what do we do?” Mike asked dejectedly.

“How’s Robert doing now?”

“He’s unconscious right now,” answered the doctor.

“If we don’t start the blood transfusion as soon as possible, his body will get weaker and weaker, and

there’s a possibility that he might never wake up again.”

Mike gritted his teeth as all the rage he felt got stuck in his throat, rendering him speechless.

He wanted to save Robert, but there was nothing that he could do.

“Elliot Foster! Come up with something, d*mn it!” he hollered angrily at Elliot.

“You’re the one who wanted this baby! You also indirectly caused the premature birth! If you’re not

going to think of a solution, then are you just going to stand around like an idiot and wait for your son’s

death?!”

Mike’s words were so awful that it made the doctor walk away in fear.

Elliot’s bodyguard was about to charge at Mike and knock him out after hearing what he said, but Elliot

stopped him.

“If my blood was a match for Robert, then I’d let them suck my blood dry!” Elliot said as he endured

Mike’s attack. “I’ve already sent people out to find the blood. If I don’t wait here at the hospital, then

where do you think I should go?”

Mike did not expect him to hold back his anger, let alone answer his question in such an orderly

manner.

“I’ll kill Chelsea Tierney if anything happens to Robert,” he said as he glared coldly at Elliot.” Your fight

with Avery last night must be because you didn’t plan to deal with Chelsea. Chad didn’t give me the

whole story, and Avery won’t tell me anything, but I could guess that much.

“Chelsea’s brother said she has a mental illness.”

“That’s even more reason for her to die! Are we supposed to leave her be and let her torment even

more people?!” Mike mocked.

“Just because her brother said she’s mentally ill, does that mean it’s true? You just believed him

blindly? I’m starting to suspect that you’re the one who taught them this trick! Ha!”

Elliot tightly clenched his fists.

Mike just said that those with mental illnesses deserved to die!

This was his behavior towards mentally ill patients. When Chad arrived at the hospital, he heard from

the doctor about Mike and Elliot’s fight.