Cheng Zhirang went upstairs to take a shower. When he came back down, his expression still looked uneasy, but he managed a smile for Mu Qiu.
"How was it at home today?"
"I'm fine. You don't look too good. Didn't you go to a childcare class? What happened?"
Cheng Zhirang was silent for a moment, his voice tight as he said, "I took a pregnant woman to the hospital today."
She was from the childcare class. The pregnant woman seemed young, but her belly was quite big. She went to the childcare class by herself every day, and sometimes she seemed flustered with the lessons.
Today was quite normal. She even seemed to have learned how to hold a baby with one hand and feed it with a bottle with the other. But just as she turned around, she accidentally tripped, and her lower back hit the edge of a table, causing her to fall immediately.
Everyone panicked, and the woman's sobbing cries trembled as she kept shouting, "Save my baby."
