***
Qiao Chutian couldn't see what was in front of him, and his mood was somber.
He was anxiously waiting for the outcome of the surgery.
"Chutian, do you remember last year when we were sitting here, there was a little girl who couldn't find her mom and cried while asking us to help her?"
Lin Na asked softly.
"Yes."
Qiao Chutian responded gloomily.
At that time, he and Lin Na had quite a bit of trouble finding that child's mother.
"In the future, when we have children, I must keep a good eye on her and not let her run around. It is more dangerous in China, where she could be kidnapped at any moment."
Lin Na said at the time, "I think our child will definitely be very beautiful, smart, and cute. I just think about it and love her to bits."
Both of them thought of these words simultaneously, and the atmosphere froze again.
Lin Na's slightly improved mood was instantly overshadowed by dark clouds, becoming somber.
"I wonder how Xiaoshun's surgery went."
