Gu Siting's mind was quite chaotic.
He hadn't expected things to develop to this point.
If she really was pregnant, how could she bear to have an abortion?
That was a vibrant, new little life!
From the Imperial Garden to the hospital, it took nearly half an hour. Gu Siting's nerves were tense the entire time.
His chest was filled with an unprecedented panic and nervousness.
He was even holding onto a sliver of hope that she hadn't gone through with the surgery before he arrived at the hospital!
...
Ming Yao's surgery went very smoothly.
After the anesthesia, she lost consciousness.
After the surgery, the doctor patted her face, and she slowly opened her thick, long lashes.
There was still a tear not quite dried at the corner of her eye, and her lips, usually pink, were devoid of any color.
Her usually vibrant and bright little face was now ashen, like a delicate flower damaged by frost, seemingly withered.
Ming Yao was wheeled into the ward.
