"What? You're sick?" Gu Shaoting was startled and found it incredible.
Shu Pan was right in front of him; she looked perfectly fine. How could she suddenly say she was ill?
"It might be a very serious illness," Shu Pan said in a low voice, her head almost pressed to her chest.
Gu Shaoting had a grave expression and then said, "Panpan, today is not April Fool's Day. Don't joke with me."
Gu Shaoting couldn't believe his ears; he thought Shu Pan was joking with him.
Shu Pan lightly bit her lip, then spoke in a pained voice, "Shaoting, I'm not lying to you, nor am I joking. I might really be sick. I have to go to the hospital for surgery tomorrow... you... you have to take good care of our child..."
By the end, Shu Pan had gone from choking up to sobbing uncontrollably.
That kind of collapsing cries deeply stabbed at Gu Shaoting's nerves.
My God, was what Shu Pan saying true? Was she really sick? This was a huge blow to him.
