This surgery allowed Yuan Yifan to experience firsthand the agony of the scalpel's cut.
Without any anesthesia, forceps and tweezers were used to rigorously cleanse her abdomen of the blood clots.
Throughout the surgery, even though she was in such excruciating pain that she clenched her teeth and wept, she remained conscious, clearly hearing the chilling clashing of the forceps and scissors, a sound that shattered her heart.
Staring upwards at the bright overhead operating lights, she had silent tears trickling down her cheeks.
Resentment began to surge within her:
Nantian, if only you had taken me to the hospital in time.
If the hospital didn't require waiting or queuing.
If only you were at my side.
Our child would still be here.
They would still be here.
But now, she had completely lost her child.
During the surgery.
When she was writhing in agony.
The doctor seemed to have made a mistake.
He murmured something into her ear, but she didn't catch it clearly.
