The Abandoned Delivery Room

On my due date, my husband Blake's depressed ex-girlfriend Isaacson burst into the obstetrics ward.

She stabbed a fruit knife into my side.

But Blake crouched down first in front of Isaacson, whose arm had a scratch.

A nurse said:

"Dr. Blake, your wife is in critical condition. She needs surgery immediately!"

Blake looked up and glanced at me, his tone calm:

"Her wound didn't hit any organs. She can hold on for now. Isaacson has a coagulation disorder. Even a minor scratch might not stop bleeding. Her situation is more urgent.