He sat in the chair with cold limbs, his mind a blank, eyes dull and lifeless.
His heart was filled with regret. Knowing that Mo Ran had signs of a threatened miscarriage, he not only failed to take good care of her but also tirelessly demanded her.
If, if something had happened to the child, he would never have forgiven himself...
Last time, the child was luckily saved, but he didn’t know if they could be that fortunate again this time.
Mo Ran was in the emergency room for just an hour, but for Gu Yixuan waiting outside, it felt as long as a century.
When she was wheeled out, his body regained sensation in an instant, and he rushed over.
"Ranran, how do you feel?" grasping her hand tightly, he asked anxiously.
He was only wearing a thin shirt, as there hadn’t been time to grab a coat in the rush.
The weather was cold and after sitting for an hour, his whole body was chilled. As soon as he touched her hand, Mo Ran felt that bone-chilling coldness.
She frowned, and Gu Yixuan, thinking she was in pain, turned even paler, "Does it hurt a lot? Don’t be afraid, I’m right here, and it will stop hurting soon!"
He was so anxious for her that Mo Ran suddenly felt like crying.
Since she had been with Gu Yixuan, she had worried that his love for her wasn’t deep enough and that he would hurt her someday. Now, she didn’t think that anymore; she felt that perhaps her love wasn’t as deep as his.
The doctors and nurses around them were moved to see Gu Yixuan’s affection.
Sniffling, Mo Ran said softly, "I’m okay, the baby is okay, don’t worry."
It took Gu Yixuan several seconds to process this statement before he reacted. The most update n0vels are published on novel-fire.net
His stiff face suddenly softened and revealed a genuinely warm smile.
He rarely smiled sincerely, and at this moment, seeing his heartfelt smile, everyone was stunned.
It was as if his smile had a great magic to it, shaking hearts and drawing everyone’s attention.
Mo Ran felt like crying again. She was so grateful that the child was safe, or else she might not have seen Gu Yixuan smile .
After being admitted to the ward, the room’s heating dispelled the chill from Gu Yixuan’s body.
He held Mo Ran’s hand tightly, sat by the bed, and watched her unblinkingly, as if afraid she would disappear in the next second.
A middle-aged female doctor, motivated by a sense of duty to educate, began to scold them.