Ning Qing's eyes were dark, and only tears were flowing out.
The doctor ignored her and pressed her down on the bed, telling the anesthetist to get ready.
“……”
The man walked closer with a long needle, forcefully turned ning Qing around, and lifted her clothes.
The light in ning Qing's eyes exploded, and layers of darkness covered the sky.
"Don't!"
She pushed the anesthetist away and cried,"don't hurt my child!" This is my child, and I've finally made up my mind to give birth to him. Why did you take his life?"
The doctor and the others were all shocked and looked at the woman in a daze.
Ning Qing struggled desperately, as if she was trying to get rid of her handcuffs. She didn't care that her wrist was bleeding.
She cried and begged.
I'm not in good health. This child is already hard to come by. If I abort it, I might not be able to be a mother for the rest of my life!
