Seeing that Jian Xi was persuaded, Yu Ling let out a sigh of relief. But the sadness in her heart spread uncontrollably.
How could Jian Xi doubt Nan Mufeng? Mufeng loved her so much...
A while later, Pei Di, who had been kicked down the stairs, crawled back. He was in pain all over, but he became more obedient and dared not shout at Jian Xi again. He shut his mouth and ran to wait by Fang Ping's side.
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The red light of the emergency room was still on, and the surgery was being carried out nervously. Time continued to pass by, second by second.
During this time, Yu Ling tried calling Nan Mufeng several times, but his phone was off.
From midnight till dawn, Yu Ling felt exhausted, let alone the pregnant Jian Xi. She turned her head to look at Jian Xi, whose face already showed signs of fatigue. She would stare at the operating room for a while, then close her eyes to rest for a bit, before opening them again.
Why didn't she dare to sleep but stayed here instead?
