Eyes met with mutual gaze.
Two pairs of equally swollen and red eyes looking into the deepest parts of each other's.
It felt like after a century had passed before Fu Yanshen spoke again.
"Will you give up once you've tried?"
"Yes!"
Mu Chenxi simply did not want him to give up so easily.
Treatment had to be actively cooperated with by himself!
"Fine! I'll try it!"
Fu Yanshen sighed in relief.
He was willing to try for her and their child.
"Chenxi, I'll try! For one month, during this month, I will actively undergo treatment, and if there is a glimmer of hope, I won't give up."
"I will persist with the treatment until I can stand up again and take care of you and our child."
"But if there's no hope, you must listen to me!"
In one month, the child in her belly would not yet be three months old.
By that time—
"Alright!"
Mu Chenxi agreed just as simply.