All the way, Xia Qingtian's face was getting paler, more and more blood was soaking her clothes, and she was gradually losing consciousness.
However, she kept murmuring, "Save my child."
"Save him…"
"Nothing can happen to the baby!"
Bo Jingyan watched as the woman in his arms grew weaker. A strong surge of panic came over him like an erupting volcano, making it almost impossible for him to cope.
Xia Qingtian couldn't lose the child in her belly.
And how could he bear to lose Xia Qingtian?
They ran several red lights on the way, and what should have been a ten-minute journey was halved, delivering her to the hospital within five minutes.
Despite their swiftness, Xia Qingtian had completely lost consciousness by the time they reached the hospital.
The situation was critical, and after briefly gathering basic information about Xia Qingtian, the doctors rushed her into the operating room.
Bo Jingyan was anxiously waiting outside.