He followed her gaze toward the blanket.
The moment he saw the blood, his expression hardened.
"Mateo!"
The door opened almost immediately.
Mateo stepped inside, followed by one of the nurses who had been attending to the patients in the ward.
"Chief?"
"Get the doctor. Now."
The urgency in Santiago's voice made Mateo move without asking another question.
The nurse hurried toward Daniella's bed.
"Mrs. Torres Mendoza, please lie back. Don't move."
Daniella's hands had begun trembling.
"What's happening?"
"We're going to examine you. Try to remain calm."
But Daniella was no longer listening properly.
Her eyes remained fixed on the blood.
She remembered the earlier bleeding, the doctor's warnings, and the fear she had experienced when she thought she might lose her baby.
Her hand instinctively moved toward her abdomen.
"Please..."
Her voice broke.
"Not my baby."
Santiago moved closer, taking her trembling hand.
"Look at me."
