Mrs. Jiang clasped her hands together, constantly praying in her heart for the safety of Ye Jiuliang and her child.
"Ahai, call Xiaojiu's father and uncle to let them know," Veya suddenly remembered something and looked up at Jiang Hai to say.
Just a few days ago, they had planned to wait until the due date was near for them to come over, but unexpectedly, the child decided to arrive early.
Soon, urgent footsteps echoed in the corridor.
Jiang Hai and the others looked toward the sound, only to see Li Mochan hurriedly running ahead, looking weary, clearly having rushed straight here from the airport.
Wei Bei was barely able to keep up, panting as he stopped.
"Ahan, Xiaojiu has already been sent to the operating room. Don't worry, Xiaojiu will be okay." Knowing Li Mochan must be frantic, Veya spoke first to explain the situation.
Li Mochan's eyes were cold as stars, his voice hoarse, "What happened? Wasn't there still a while until the due date?"
