During the ultrasound, the doctor said there was some intrauterine hypoxia and asked Bai Xue to take in some oxygen.
If anything happened to his precious great-grandson, Su Dongkun swore he wouldn't spare Su Yan!
When Su Yan woke up, the one keeping vigil by his side was Qiao Tian.
"Where's my aunt?"
"In the morgue."
"You're talking nonsense! She isn't dead!" Su Yan yelled in agitation.
"Yan, try to calm down. We can't bring the dead back to life!" No matter how hard he refused to accept it, he couldn't change the fact!
Whether his words worked or something else did the magic, Su Yan calmed down.
His face was as grim as death.
Horrifyingly still.
"What about her?"
Su Yan remembered that he had grabbed her hard in the heat of the moment. Raising his hand, he saw the bloodstains left by her fingernails on the back of his hand.