The child came at the wrong time; she really couldn't keep him.
She wanted to quietly get rid of him without anyone knowing, even if it meant facing the condemnation of her conscience, she wanted to get rid of him…
"Number Nine, Mo Ran, who is Mo Ran? It's your turn!"
The nurse's voice brought her thoughts back, and she raised her hand, slowly standing up.
"Hurry up, it's your turn," the nurse urged.
Mo Ran took a couple of steps forward, then suddenly stopped. She remembered the child inside Mo Yan's belly.
That child, because of her, didn't exist, and now was this child also going to disappear because of her?
No, she couldn't be so cruel, she couldn't harm an innocent life!
Mo Ran suddenly turned around and ran. She didn't want to go through with the surgery; she wanted this child!
The nurse glanced at her unfazed and called out for number ten…
