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Zimo loves the child, more than life itself!

“Doctor, is there no other way?” Baili Xia stared into the doctor’s eyes, pleading.

The doctor shook his head helplessly and said respectfully, “I’ve done my utmost. I’ve encountered many clinical cases like this, but the outcome has always been the same.”

Although he didn’t say what the result was, Baili Xia could guess.

Either remove the child, or both would perish.

He looked at Mu Lingchuan, and it seemed that the woman on the hospital bed and the child in her womb were inextricably linked to the young master.

The doctor said helplessly, “Young master, if we delay the surgery any longer, even the adult will be in danger.”

Mu Lingchuan took a deep breath and looked at Zimo.

“No, no, don’t take my child away…”

On the hospital bed, Zimo murmured softly again, using her last bit of strength to fight.

Mu Lingchuan’s large hand clasping hers tightened involuntarily, his voice carrying a tinge of sorrow.

“Zimo, Zimo, don’t do this.

The more you do this, the quicker your strength will drain.”

“Don’t speak.

Rest well.

We will find a way.”

He tried hard to comfort her, even though he knew there was no solution, he didn’t want Zimo to be in more danger.

At this moment, another doctor spoke up, “Young master, there’s no time. If we don’t act now, she might be in mortal danger.”

Zimo was utterly exhausted.

Even with the doctor saying this, she had no strength left to respond.

Tightly closed, two lines of bitter tears flowed, as if accusing the heavens of being so cruel to her.

“Don’t be afraid, Zimo.

We are still young, and we have the future.”

“In the future, there will definitely be many more children, there will be, believe me.”

Baili Xia’s eyes were red, looking at the desperate Zimo, feeling as if she was despairing alongside her.

There was no other option.

Zimo’s health wasn’t good.

The doctors had said before that if the child was removed, it might be impossible for her to conceive again in this lifetime.

If this child was gone, Zimo…

would never have children of her own!

Mu Lingchuan, despite not wanting to face it, nodded helplessly to save Zimo.

With his consent, the two doctors quickly began preparations.

“The surgery will start soon. Miss Xiaxia, please wait outside.”

Baili Xia looked at Zimo.

This happening to Zimo felt like it was happening to herself.

Zimo’s pain, she could feel it.

Is it really impossible to keep the child?

How to save the child…

Suddenly, something flashed through her mind.

Baili Xia quickly turned to the doctor, urgently saying, “Doctor, wait, I…

I might have a way!”

“Now, there’s really no way.” The doctor didn’t want to be the bad guy either.

But if they delayed further, even the adult’s life couldn’t be saved.

By then, things would become even more uncontrollable!

“No, doctor, please give me a little more time, just a little.”

Baili Xia remembered the medicine Brother You once gave her in Bei Miao.

She quickly took out her bag and rummaged through it.

She pulled out a wooden box, with the words “Double Vein Patch” written on it.

Seeing the box, Nangong Xu was taken aback in his heart.

To an ordinary person, this box might seem normal, but to someone like him, a physician, it was extraordinary.

The wood of this box was specifically used to store precious medicinal herbs.

The value of just the box itself was very high, and the medicine inside must be a rare treasure.

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