Qin Yuze comforted her, "Mom, this bad news isn't really all that bad. Just take it easy, we'll go to the hospital in a bit, check it out and have it removed right away. This kind of surgery is very well established by now, it's completely manageable!"
"Yuze is right," Qin Yuhuai agreed.
With everyone's comfort, Wang Qing's emotions improved slightly.
In her heart, she silently repeated: Benign, benign, the silver lining in misfortune, everything will get better.
"But... I'm pregnant now... Will... Will the tumor affect the child?" Wang Qing was incredibly nervous.
"It will," Old Yang gave a straightforward affirmative answer.
Being pregnant, if you want to keep the child, many treatments can't be done, a lot of medications can't be used, let alone undergoing surgery.
The whole family fell silent, dumbfounded.
They had just been overwhelmed with joy by the news of Wang Qing's pregnancy, and the next second, they were doused with a bucket of cold water.