"How low is it?"
Huo Yirong, who was listening, interrupted.
Chen Hengfeng said, "It's uncertain, 50% chance."
Huo Yirong's handsome face changed slightly, his voice becoming stricter, "How can we ensure the child survives?"
Chen Hengfeng held back the urge to wipe the sweat from his forehead, speaking rapidly, "The child needs to be taken into intensive care as soon as it is born.
The baby is too premature and requires professional monitoring and treatment for the complications of preterm birth, as well as extremely delicate care. Only then, in the absence of other external factors, can it survive."
Huo Yunjiao let go of Dr. Chen's collar, her calm gaze staring intently at him.
"Will the adult be hurt by this?"
At this moment, the third master was not humble, gentle, or elegant.
His innate coldness and ruthlessness radiated from his bones, his whole body exuding intimidating power.
