"Mom, I don't want to die!"
In South City, in the hospital, Gu Mingzhu held the report she just got. She should be happy, but when she saw the blood type, she didn't feel happy at all.
"Mingzhu, don't panic, let's talk it out." Fang Yue answered Gu Mingzhu's call and rushed over in a hurry.
"Mom, look."
Gu Mingzhu handed over the report.
Fang Yue glanced at it, then looked down at her belly and asked, "Is it not Xiaojing's?"
Gu Mingzhu was already worried. Hearing her words, she looked at her in disbelief, as if this wasn't her real mother speaking.
Gu Mingzhu was embarrassed and angry, retorting, "Mom, what nonsense are you talking about?"
