In his ears, was the occasional beeping of the machine.
Ye Mingmei was quietly sleeping, her delicate face appearing pale.
Her long lashes rested on her eyelids.
There wasn't a hint of color on her lips.
He despised frail women, yet at this moment, watching Ye Mingmei, his heart unexpectedly ached.
Yu Xiuzhun was about to reach out to touch her face when the ward door was suddenly pushed open.
The doctor respectfully walked up to Yu Xiuzhun.
"Mr. Yu, the test results are out." The doctor glanced at Yu Xiuzhun, hesitating to speak.
"Speak." Yu Xiuzhun lowered his voice, the sharp aura around him was still intimidating.
The doctor hurriedly lowered his head, "Miss Ye has been pregnant for over a month, but due to poor sleep and excessive stress, she has shown signs of a threatened miscarriage."
"...What did you say?"
Yu Xiuzhun was startled, a strange tremor swept through his body.
He stared at the doctor with wide eyes in shock, "Say that again, what happened to her?"
