Si Huang's mouth was filled with the smell of blood. She looked at the man who was in a daze and seemed to have fallen into some kind of crazy state. She did not say anything. She took a deep breath and swallowed all the blood.
In the next moment, the intense pain was accompanied by a sense of relief. Si Huang almost fainted. His body was supported by Qin Fan with one hand. He looked up and saw that the child was also held by Qin Fan with the other hand.
The child's cries were not loud, just like the whimpers of a kitten. Qin Fan did not dare to pat him. He looked at the child covered in blood and then looked at Si Huang. The man's pale lips were tightly pursed and could not stop trembling.
"Umbral cord…" Si Huang said weakly. When he saw Qin Fan holding the knife that had just cut him, he said,"Help me up.".
Qin Fan did as he was told. Then, Si Huang used his finger to cut the umbilical cord between him and the child.
