The two of them didn't speak anymore and maintained their posture until dawn.
As the first ray of light broke in, the medical staff and experts outside couldn't wait and rushed in.
"Miss Chu, how did it result?"
Nianyang's stiff body moved slightly as she raised her tear-stained eyes, looking almost desperate at the large crowd before her.
Seeing this scene, what is there to not understand?
The experts looked dejected, "It seems to have failed."
The doctor heartbrokenly said, "Miss Chu, you must take heart."
Take heart?
Nianyang lifted her eyelids and turned to look at the man whose eyes were similarly red,
"Tingyan, has it already dawned?"
Li Tingyan responded, "Nini, hand me our daughter."
Nianyang's chapped lips moved slightly, "What are you going to do?"
"To arrange her..."
Before finishing the word "funeral," the doctor, with sharp eyes, spotted the little daughter opening her eyes.
Joyful, "The child is still alive, why arrange any funeral."
