As he slowly opened his eyes, he saw Ling Xiaoyue. A smile suffused across his pale face.
"Mom." Her voice was extremely soft, as though it was filled with anger. The thought of saving her from the brink of life and death filled Ling Xiaoyue's eyes with heartache.
Ling Xiao Yue caressed her forehead. There was no fever, nor was there anything abnormal. Ling Xiao Yue's heart calmed down slightly.
"Still uncomfortable?" Ling Xiaoyue asked in an extremely gentle manner.
Nian Bing shook his head. Right now, she was still in a daze, not knowing what had happened.
Ling Xiao Yue secretly hid the report, afraid that she would read it. As she recited that the situation in front of her was terrible, the doctor suggested that she should treat the patient conservatively and wait for the child to be born.