"Madam, we will immediately carry out resuscitation for the child and transfer him to the pediatric unit. Don't worry too much! The child will survive—"
"No." Qiao Jiuyin interrupted the midwife.
The midwife was stunned.
The doctor, who was suturing Qiao Jiuyin's wound, paused as well.
They all looked at Qiao Jiuyin in surprise.
There was disbelief in their eyes.
Qiao Jiuyin did not care about her life and death and wanted to give birth to two children. Now, if the other child was saved in time, he could still live, but she chose not to…
They looked at Qiao Jiuyin with complicated expressions.
Qiao Jiuyin's eyes were slightly red. Her eyes held grief, but also ruthlessness.
The two emotions intertwined, making her seem a little fierce and treacherous.
So what if they save the child?
He is born deformed. Instead of letting him live to be despised, it's better…