A faint smile actually appeared on his face, the surgery wasn't done, and her child was saved.
About ten minutes later, the door to the operating room opened, and the doctors and nurses all walked out.
Shen Chi pushed everyone aside and rushed into the operating room, heading straight for the operating table!
"Mumu, Mumu, it's okay now; if you want to keep this child, I won't touch him anymore."
He grabbed her ice-cold hand and placed it against his lips, gently kissing it.
Xu Chaomu lay on the operating table with her eyes closed, her complexion pale.
Tears still marked her cheeks, and she lay there quietly, like a powerless rag doll.
"Should I also thank you for sparing my child's life, Mr. Shen?" Xu Chaomu said weakly.
A pain more severe than a knife wound suddenly pierced Shen Chi's heart, and his face was full of astonishment.
"Mumu, five years have passed, do you still hate me?"
