No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 939

On the way back, Serena was silent for a long time before finally speaking. "Ellie, you can use me for your experiments. As long as you can find a cure for my mom, you can take as much of my blood as you need."

Eleanor glanced at her in the passenger seat. The emergency must have truly frightened her. "Medical research isn't that simple. It's not something that can be solved with just a few vials of blood."

"But… but my mom doesn't have time," Serena said, tears welling up in her eyes again.

Eleanor didn't say anything more, not wanting to crush her hope. In a situation like this, staying calm was the most important thing.

Back at the lab, Eleanor threw herself into her work. Gina's condition was critical, and the theory she had developed still needed extensive testing. She would do her best.

At the hospital, Gina was even weaker after the resuscitation. When she opened her eyes, she was painfully aware that her life was nearing its end. The recent rapid decline in her health was largely due to her own anxiety, which had led to severe depression, a lack of appetite, and a troubled mind.

The night before, after her daughter had fallen asleep, she had gone to cover her with a blanket and had seen a patch of red spots on Serena's exposed wrist. The shock had been so great that she had lain awake until morning, when her body finally gave out and she collapsed.

Now, awake and lucid, she understood. Her illness had been passed down to her daughter. At only twenty-six, Serena was already sick. The blow was more than she could bear.

After regaining consciousness, with Ian by her side, Gina asked through her tears, "Ian, tell me, is my illness hereditary?"

"Mom…" Ian said softly.

"I know now. I passed it on to Serena. The symptoms on her skin are exactly like mine were ten years ago," Gina choked out, the pain in her heart far worse than any physical ailment.

Ian nodded. "Yes. Serena has also been diagnosed with the blood disorder. But medical science has advanced. You'll both be okay."

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