Zhan Yucheng thought what he cared most was the child, but when he saw Su Chacha’s pale face and lie still on the bed, he realized that he cared about Su Chacha most.
If other woman had his child, even if it’s An Ning, he didn’t want this child.
He looked forward to this child just because it’s he and Su Chacha’s child.
Ye Wei was also anxious, and she grabbed the doctor's hand: "Doctor, is she fine?"
The doctor looked at Ye Wei and Zhan Yucheng, and he couldn't help but sigh, "She is temporarily out of danger, but the child is gone."
Zhan Yucheng suddenly became stiff. The child was gone?
He and Su Chacha’s child was gone?!
Zhan Yucheng fixedly stared at Su Chacha. Her face was as white as paper. There was no laughter nor sense of strong, but weakness and fragility.
Zhan Yucheng stepped forward and he wanted to tightly grasp Su Chacha’s hand, but he did not dare.