The atmosphere outside the operation theatre was heavy. The tension was so thick that one could slice it with a blade. Everyone was drowning in sorrow, despair, and guilt.
Zhao Huan had been crying non-stop since the time she came. She couldn't help it anymore. No matter how hard she tried to keep herself strong, she couldn't do it. She had stayed strong for years only because she had nothing to lose. But now that she had finally found another reason to live in the form of a daughter, how could she bear to lose her again?
This was complete torture for her. Xin Zemin had been hugging her and continued to rub her back in a soothing manner but he knew he couldn't help her right now. Nothing he said would make a difference. The importance of a child in his wife's life, he knew it well. If he didn't know why else would he agree with Wen Ai's plan back then?