Pregnant Sister-in-law Reaps the Consequences

The surgery lasted a long time.

At one point, the doctor came out and said, "The mother needs a blood transfusion. According to regulations, relatives must donate the same amount of blood to get it from the blood bank. Who will do it?"

Katie grabbed me quickly. "She should go. She's young and healthy."

I knew it!

Katie never failed to disappoint me.

I rolled my eyes, saying, "I'm on my period and have a cold."

I clutched my chest, acting like a weak patient.

The nurse said, "Nonsense! You can't donate blood while on your period or sick. Both of you, come with me."

Katie, who was extremely biased towards boys, could never bear to let her precious son donate blood, so she donated 400cc herself. She came out feeling weak and nearly slipped on the floor which was wet after cleaning.

"Camron, help me. I'm feeling faint."

Camron, gritting his teeth, replied, "Miranda and the child are still in danger inside, fighting for their lives. You just donated some blood. Don't pretend to be weak!"

Katie's eyes filled with tears, wanting to cry but not daring to make a sound.

After about half an hour, Miranda was wheeled out. Her face was extremely pale. Camron rushed up. "How... How's the child?"

The doctor sighed, "You're still young. You'll have more kids in the future."

At five months, the baby was stillborn and had to be induced. Camron demanded to see the baby. After coming out of the operating room, he was at a loss.

Katie grabbed the doctor's collar. "You're lying to us, right? The baby should be fine at five months. It's stable by then. How could it be so fragile!"

Camron shoved Katie roughly. "You killed it. Are you satisfied now?!"

At over sixty, Katie couldn't handle such a shock. I heard a crack, and her coccyx seemed to have broken.

"Did you know it was a boy? You killed my son!"

Katie broke down, slapping herself repeatedly. "It's my fault! I'm so sorry! I killed my grandson! My grandson!"