Keeping her eyes on Mrs Yan, Feng Wu went back to working on Mrs Ning and soon took the other baby out of Mrs Ning's belly.
Mrs Yan had been following Feng Wu with her eyes and she cried out when she saw the baby in Feng Wu's hands. "There really is a baby girl. It's true… and the umbilical cord is around her neck… you —"
The girl had barely felt her sister's pulse before reaching that conclusion. So far, everything was turning out just as the girl said. Could all that be ascribed to coincidence alone?
After putting the baby girl, who was the size of a kitten, into the baby basket, Feng Wu quickly sutured the wound on Mrs Ning's belly.
"Neither of the babies are crying…" Having being scared stiff by Mrs Ning's condition first and petrified by Feng Wu's treatment methods afterward, Mrs Yan could no longer think straight. She turned to Feng Wu with pleading eyes. "What are we going to do now? The babies…"
