Oliver didn’t wait for the doctor. He picked Patricia up and rushed straight to the hospital, his mind spinning with worry. Private clinics were out of the question. He just headed for the closest hospital, no hesitation at all. Aiden drove, weaving through traffic, while Lincoln made calls to get a doctor ready.
They made it to the city hospital in record time. In the emergency room, Patricia was half-conscious from the pain. She felt something warm trickling out and, before anyone could run any tests, she grabbed the doctor’s arm and said, her voice barely above a whisper, “I’m pregnant. Another hospital already confirmed it.”
The doctor let out a long breath, clearly relieved. Even the hospital director came out to meet them at the entrance. Oliver’s face was so dark it looked like a storm was about to break. The staff knew they couldn’t afford to make a single mistake. If anything went wrong, jobs would be on the line.
After Patricia explained that she was pregnant and it had been confirmed, the doctor leaned over her. “Is your stomach hurting a lot? Let’s get you to the OB ward.”
Everything moved fast. By the time Patricia was wheeled into obstetrics, the doctors were ready and waiting.
Inside the exam room, Oliver stayed behind the curtain. He couldn’t keep his hands from shaking. When the family doctor arrived to talk with the director, the curtain was pulled back. The on-call doctor peeled off her gloves and tossed them into the trash.
Oliver was about to ask a question, but the director beat him to it. “Dr. Quinn, what’s the situation?”
“She’s pregnant. Looks like there’s a risk of miscarriage in these early weeks. She’ll need to stay here for observation and rest.”
“Should we get her admitted now?”

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