She looked at Ye Ming, her eyes like a drowning person grasping a life-saving straw in the water, unwilling to let go even in death.
Ye Ming looked at Qiao Qiao and smiled at her gently, "If you continue to be so tense and fearful, it won't be good for the baby."
Qiao Qiao, "..."
In an instant, the heartstring that had been tightly strained to the point of breaking suddenly relaxed, but due to the previous tension, there was a slight ache in the chest area.
Ye Ming, "Every child is an angel, God will bless them."
Qiao Qiao felt much better hearing Ye Ming's words.
Ye Ming saw she was better, his gaze fell on Qin Shaoling, "I'll prescribe her a course of fetus-preserving medicine, drink it three times a day—morning, noon, and night. I'll come back in a week for a follow-up."
Qin Shaoling nodded, "Thank you, Doctor Ye."
...
A week later, Ye Ming came to give Qiao Qiao a follow-up exam.
