Ying Ce did not understand what childbirth was like for a woman.
He only saw large beads of sweat rolling down Xiao Qi's forehead. Slightly leaning forward, he raised his hand, seemingly wanting to wipe away the tears on her face.
Yun Chunnuan wanted to refuse, but she was in too much pain to say anything.
Her gaze gradually lost focus, as she breathed heavily, her mouth opened, but no sound came out.
She used all her strength to grasp the wrist of the man in white.
"Save... the baby..."
She seemed to be going through the torture of lingchi.
Her gaunt little face was turning blue and purple.
The fetus in her belly was too strong, seemingly eager to come out at that very second.
Ying Ce was astonished, only then realizing that her heavy breathing seemed very abnormal.
His trembling hand lifted the quilt covering her body.
