Yu Jingxi, the uncle, rushed in anxiously and asked again. "How is Xinxin? Why isn't there a doctor? Isn't this hospital too irresponsible?"
"Don't shout, keep it down." An Ning tugged at Yu Jingxi, hoping he would quickly shut up.
Yu Jingxi reassured An Ning. "Don't worry, I know the director here, I'll get them to find the best doctor."
Wen Rufeng also urged. "Hurry up and go!"
Because of the noise in the room, Mo Ang's face became even more unpleasant. "The child needs quiet. Either leave now or shut up!"
His domineering tone made Yu Jingxi frown, feeling very discontent.
He raised his finger, pointing at Mo Ang. "Who are you? The one who should leave is you!"
Mo Ang didn't speak, just stared at the swaddled little girl. Looking at her round and pink little face.
Although the child didn't open her eyes, from the long lashes on her closed eyelids, it was clear that her eyes must be big.
Asleep, she seemed to be still upset, with her lips pouting high.
