Before the surgery began, the doctor routinely asked, "Miss Ling Chuxia, are you sure you want to undergo this surgery?"
Ling Chuxia lay quietly on the hospital bed, her hands subconsciously caressing her flat abdomen. There was no sensation there yet, but within, life was already being nurtured.
When she first learned that she could no longer conceive, she felt utterly desperate and in immense pain. How devastating it is for a woman to be unable to have children.
Especially after hearing Shi Che tell her he wanted her children, lots and lots of them.
And now, she finally had a child, but this child... she wasn't sure if it was his.
How ridiculous, how ironic?
Why couldn't this child have come a little later? Even if just a month later, she would certainly have been delighted, overjoyed.
