Tang Nuan fainted the moment she was hauled into the cab by the driver. When she woke up, it was already midnight. The patient's room was very quiet, and the white lights in the ceiling were blindingly bright.
She stared at the lights for a long time before suddenly raising her hands to touch her flat stomach. The heart-piercing pain had already disappeared; everything seemed suspiciously quiet.
What about my child… Tang Nuan sat up in hurry.
A nurse not far away was startled by Tang Nuan's sudden movement. She rubbed her blurry eyes and asked in a bleary tone, "Miss, you…"
Before the nurse could finish, Tang Nuan interrupted her urgently. "Where is my child? Is the child safe?"
