"Shaochen!" At this moment, Nangong Zhongli spoke up to stop him:
"The Crown Prince's people are outside the hospital. Rest assured, she will be fine!"
Nangong Zhongli's gaze coldly fixed on Liang Shaochen's back, his eyes already filled with a gray despair.
Shaochen's steps halted at the door.
When he heard the name Nangong Yaoling, his whole body seemed to be drained of all strength.
The tall figure instantly became somewhat dejected.
Qiqi, what's wrong with you?
But no matter what's wrong with her, it seems he no longer has any reason to care about her...
She wouldn't need him anyway.
Rather, it seems she has begun to hate him?
Liang Shaochen extended his hand, punching the door frame heavily.
*****
Surgery room.
Two doctors in blue uniforms were busy urgently.
"The patient has lost too much blood. If unexpected circumstances arise, should we save the adult or the child?" one doctor with glasses asked.
