Cheng Hao was a bit panicked. When he turned back to look at Qin Yin, her light-colored pants were already stained with blood.
"Ah ah ah, how did this happen? I'll turn around now, I'll turn around, I'll turn around." Cheng Hao repeated turning around several times, but it was a one-way street here, with a divider in the middle, making it impossible to turn around.
He kept driving forward while glancing back at Qin Yin, "Isn't your due date next month?"
Upon thinking carefully, it seemed there were only a few days left until next month.
He couldn't help but hit the steering wheel, "Damn it."
Qin Yin curled up on the car seat, clutching her belly, sweating all over her forehead, her mouth open, only focusing on inhaling, unable to utter a single word.
"Hang in there, hang in there a little ok." Cheng Hao comforted Qin Yin while beginning to accelerate the car.
