"Miss Lin, if you insist on keeping the baby, it will endanger your life."
"Didn't you already tell me about this before?"
"But this time it's different. Your body has already started to show signs of distress; fever is just one manifestation. As your immunity drops, there might be more illnesses waiting for you. Your body is already very weak. I fear that by the time the baby is due, you might not even have the strength to… to…"
"To survive, right?"
"What if the baby is delivered early? You're right, my body is very weak. I can feel it. But even so, I cannot give up on them. Giving up on them would mean leaving Yixun to die in despair. Miss Cen, as their mother, I can't do it. Can we do this? We will try our best to keep them, as long as we can. If… if one day I really can't bear it anymore, we can deliver the baby early. Whether they live or die, we leave it to fate, alright?"
