Pei Ziheng went in to accompany her and half-knelt as he held her hand. "Xiao Ling, are you ok?"
She did not have the strength nor the heart to talk to him. At this time, she hated him endlessly. If this man did not take her amulet away from her hand, she would not have become unstable and lost the energy to give birth to her child. In that case, she would not have needed the forceps. If the forceps were not used, her child would have probably been safe.
Her body trembled slightly, and she clasped her hands near her chest as she prayed.
Seeing her like that, Pei Ziheng's expression darkened. He was already thinking about what awful place to send that spawn of the devil if he managed to survive.
After a difficult time, the nurse ran over to report the happy news. "Congratulations Mr. Pei and Mrs. Pei, the child is safe!"
"Where's the child? Let me see him." Xia Ling weakly said.
