If something happens to the child... she will never forgive him.
"Qiao An, calm down, the child won't have any problems!"
Mu Jingxi tried to comfort her, but she was already beyond the reach of his words.
Turning around, she ran to the doorway of the delivery room, anxiously waiting.
Time ticked by, every second was agony.
Her heart felt as if it lay on molten lava, ready to be scorched into ashes at any moment.
Qiao An paced back and forth on the spot, her hands clasped together from time to time, silently praying.
Praying for the child to be alright.
When her phone rang, seeing the familiar number, Qiao An's nose tingled, and tears almost spilled from her eyes.
"Lu Yin..."
As soon as she picked up the call, Lu Yin sensed something was wrong with her voice, and his brow furrowed tightly, "Baobei, what's wrong?"
"Ji Qingxin is bleeding... She's still in the delivery room for emergency care, and I don't know what the situation is now."
