When I Had a Dystocia and Hemorrhage, My Husband Was Coaxing My Aunt to Have a Bleeding First Love.

On the day of delivery, I was bleeding heavily on the operating table. My husband, who is the vice-president, was next door comforting his first love who had leaked blood from my aunt, and even used his privileges to call away the doctor who performed the surgery on me. Even when I lost too much blood and went into shock, I still sent all the blood banks in the hospital to my first love. After the miscarriage, I broke down and asked him why, but he answered lightly. "Wen Ran is the daughter of the richest man. How can your small miscarriage be as valuable as her bleeding?" But he doesn't know that I am the daughter of the richest man. My four paranoid brothers are already on their way.