***
Looking at Qiao Chutian's face, her heart and stomach both twisted with pain.
How she wished she could have a healthy pregnancy, to raise a child who resembled both of them.
Yet unexpectedly, it was an ectopic pregnancy, such a peculiar situation.
Should she tell him, or quietly undergo the surgery?
He would surely be heartbroken by this, wouldn't he?
But—
As she was caught in this dilemma, Qiao Chutian seemed to sense something, opened his eyes, and saw her standing there with a troubled expression, her eyes full of inner conflict.
"Wife, you're back?"
Qiao Chutian slowly sat up from the bed and asked, looking at her.
Mai Xiaomai nodded, walked closer to him, and held his hand.
"Why are your hands so cold? Did something happen? Is the case very complicated?"
Qiao Chutian asked with concern.
"The case is a bit complicated, but—"
Mai Xiaomai looked at him, trying to make her gaze appear calm, "I have a problem."
