Feng Qingtian's Regret

"Whatever you do, you must save the baby!" Feng Qingtian grabbed Mr. Xiao by the collar, fierce killing intent in his long eyes.

Mr. Xiao said, as lightly as before, "Like I said, there's only a 10% chance, which will be zero if you keep threatening me and wasting my time."

Feng Qingtian let go of him and shouted, "Go!"

At the door, Mr. Xiao paused before he turned around. "If she's sacrificed, the baby's chance of survival will be 20% higher. Would you like that?"

Feng Qingtian lashed out with his fist and shouted, "Get lost!"

Mr. Xiao was flung out into the yard. He smiled and went to prepare the herbs.

Qian'er knelt by the door, not daring to make a sound.

How did this happen? Miscarriage? She never planned to hurt Gu Bailu.

She would never hurt her.

Feng Qingtian sat on the floor next to the bed and stared silently at Gu Bailu, who had needles all over her.