What kind of emotion can bring a high and mighty man down to the ground in an instant?
At this moment, he seemed no longer the noble Prince Nangong but just a husband anxiously waiting for news about his beloved wife, and a helpless father.
Tang Yan wanted to step forward to comfort him, but for a moment, didn't know how to speak.
After all, in this situation, nothing said would hold any meaning.
Just then, the door of the hospital room opened.
The doctor came out and looked at Nangong Yaoling, saying, "Young Master, rest assured, the fetal monitoring for the Young Madam is all normal, there should be no major issues."
Hearing this, Nangong Yaoling couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Then why did she suddenly have stomach pains?" Qi Yue hurriedly stepped forward and asked.
"Well..." The doctor thought for a moment and said:
