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“Bei Family’s medicine?” Nangong Xu stared at the wooden box and suddenly asked.

“Yes, five… It’s Brother You himself who gave me the medicine. He said it has absolute efficacy for preserving pregnancy.”

Baili Xia didn’t have the chance to explain much.

In a panic, she opened the box and took out two pieces resembling rheumatism patches.

Casually tossing the box aside, she held the two patches and placed them respectively on Zimo’s chest and stomach.

The doctor was somewhat skeptical.

Could these two patches really save both Zimo and the child in her womb?

“Miss Xiaxia, this can’t be delayed any longer,” a doctor couldn’t help but speak up.

“Just a moment, give her a little bit of time, even just a little will do.”

Baili Xia felt uncertain, but Bei Fengjin’s medicinal skills were not just a matter of empty reputation.

Brother You gave her this medicine and spoke so highly of it.

If this doesn’t work, then fate will have to be accepted.

The doctor looked helplessly at Mu Lingchuan, “Young Master, this…”

Mu Lingchuan was struggling internally; he didn’t want to lose Zimo, nor did he want to lose the child.

Baili Xia, despite her young age, was always resolute in her actions.

Perhaps her method might actually work.

Moreover, Bei Family’s medicine…

might truly have miraculous effects.

“Wait for three more minutes, after three minutes…”

He didn’t finish speaking, but Baili Xia knew that the time left for Zimo was only these last three minutes.

If there is no improvement, the outcome is already set.

But three minutes…

He knew deep down this was the last comfort both for Zimo and himself.

Life isn’t a movie, there aren’t so many myths…

Three minutes.

If no miracle happens after three minutes, this matter cannot be delayed any further.

Time passed by the second, but those short three minutes felt like three centuries of torment.

Suddenly, a doctor spoke up, “The child’s fetal heartbeat is improving!”

With just a sentence, countless hearts were momentarily tightened.

Following his gaze, they saw the pointer on a monitor beside the hospital bed jump up.

Another doctor looked at the monitor and also said, “The frequency of the fetal heartbeat is increasing, it seems to be gradually returning to normal.”

No one dared to relax because they didn’t know if this might be that “returning sliver of life” in medical terms.

Mu Lingchuan stared unblinkingly at the screen of the monitoring device, his heart practically in his mouth, about to leap out at any moment.

Zimo’s spirits suddenly seemed to improve significantly; it was unclear whether it was the effect of the medicine or her own gathered strength.

Whether the child could survive depended on this little bit of time.

The hands clasping Mu Lingchuan’s were gripping tighter and tighter, both palms equally sweaty.

Anxiety, unspeakable anxiety, a deathly stillness of tension!

All eyes were locked on the monitor’s screen.

“The fetal heartbeat continues to recover, the child is truly saved!” The attending physician was so excited that he could barely speak.

Too miraculous, it was beyond all of his expectations!

Everyone still dared not relax, still so tense!

Even Mu Xiaojiu and Mu Xiaoyao, standing outside, though not witnessing the scenes inside personally.

Yet just by listening to their words, their palms were filled with sweat.

This child…

absolutely cannot have anything happen to them.

If anything happens to Zimo and the child, Xiaxia…

would likely never forgive them until death.

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