The young nurses outside and the director were caught up in the conundrum of "age" and couldn't extricate themselves. Meanwhile, Mo Feng and the others in the ward shifted their attention to Du Xixi.
Du Xixi was now leaning against the hospital bed, with a pillow placed by Ke Lian just now, soft and comfortable. Even if Du Xixi needed to move a bit occasionally, she didn't feel that the pillow behind her was a burden.
Mo Ying meticulously observed Du Xixi's pregnant belly, feeling that she's changed so much since becoming pregnant. She was a thin little girl with barely any meat on her bones back then, and now, with her round belly, she exuded a bit of a beautiful woman's charm.
But the reason for that... Mo Ying sneakily glanced at Ke Lian, who was looking at Du Xixi with affectionate eyes, as if he couldn't bear to look away for a moment, and a knowing smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
