Zimo loves the child, more than life itself!
"Doctor, is there no other way?" Baili Xia stared into the doctor's eyes, pleading.
The doctor shook his head helplessly and said respectfully, "I've done my utmost. I've encountered many clinical cases like this, but the outcome has always been the same."
Although he didn't say what the result was, Baili Xia could guess.
Either remove the child, or both would perish.
He looked at Mu Lingchuan, and it seemed that the woman on the hospital bed and the child in her womb were inextricably linked to the young master.
The doctor said helplessly, "Young master, if we delay the surgery any longer, even the adult will be in danger."
Mu Lingchuan took a deep breath and looked at Zimo.
"No, no, don't take my child away..."
On the hospital bed, Zimo murmured softly again, using her last bit of strength to fight.
Mu Lingchuan's large hand clasping hers tightened involuntarily, his voice carrying a tinge of sorrow.
