Gong Juechen walked forward with An Jing, sighing as he lifted his head, "You're putting a lot of pressure on me with this."
An Jing said, "Pressure creates motivation. You must ensure her child's safety."
Gong Juechen wasn't very concerned, but he responded, "I'll do my best. I'm here now. If I can ensure it, of course, I'll help; but if it's unavoidable, there's nothing I can do."
His medical skills are superb, but he's not omnipotent.
An Jing knew that Gong Juechen wasn't wrong; that is indeed the case. Therefore, she had nothing left to say, only hoping Tobanya's child could be saved, and Tobanya could fulfill her dream.
Regarding Gong Juechen, Tobanya still had some reservations in her heart, but she didn't have the mind to consider these now, as all her focus was on the child in her belly.
As Gong Juechen approached the bed, he saw Tobanya lying there with a pale face, her lips devoid of any color.
