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He Xing knew all too clearly that he could lose everything, but he simply could not lose Fu Han. Fu Han was not just a part of his life, she was his entire life. Without her, he would be no different from a walking corpse.
Cries of children came from the distance, whimpers and sobs so faint they seemed they might disappear at any moment.
He Xing knew those were his boy-girl twins crying in the neighboring ward. The children were supposed to stay in the same ward as their mother, but He Xing did not want the kids to disturb Fu Han's sleep. Since the room next door was vacant, he arranged for the hospital to open it just for the twins.
Before sleeping, Fu Han had asked about the children's condition. Although he still didn't know much, this time he had learned his lesson and had a nanny come over to update Fu Han.
Mothers are truly incredible. He Xing could not understand how Fu Han could look at the two red, wrinkled babies and see them as beautiful.
