Mu Yancheng was struck dumb for a while before he reacted with a start, putting on a chagrin smile. "I… I am!"
"Do you still want the baby?" asked the doctor again.
"Why do you ask that?"
"If you don't want that child, get rid of it as soon as possible while the fetus is still young. If you want it, then take good care of your wife and child!"
"Stop beating around the bush!" He could not stand it anymore. "The lives of the adult and child have to be saved no matter what the situation is; you haven't answered my question! How is she—is she okay?"
The doctor sighed. "The current situation isn't the worst. We managed to save the child in time, but the next steps depend on the situation. Her body is weak, and though the fetus has been preserved for the time being, the baby will eventually be aborted if her constitution continues to deteriorate. There are signs of early miscarriage, which spell trouble."
"Signs of early miscarriage…"
