"When she was brought in, there was some minor bleeding, and I don't know if the child in her belly is still there."
Su Yiren is herself a doctor, but without equipment at her side, she couldn't assess Xun Ruliu's condition. However, she regards Xun Ruliu as her own daughter. Seeing her lying in the operating room now, her feelings were just like when Lun You was lying there covered in blood, the image was the same.
Although she knew that Xun Ruliu's life wasn't in danger, the worry in her heart just couldn't be calmed.
Seeing Su Yiren's face tight with tension and worry, her fingers trembling incessantly, Lun You stepped forward and took her hand, "Don't be afraid, she'll be alright."
Su Yiren let out a stifled sob and buried her face in her son's broad chest.
