Song Youman was amused by Xia Wan'an, and his unhappiness suddenly dissipated a lot.

The people outside didn’t know what Xia Wan'an and Song Youman were talking about, but they were still talking nonsense loudly.

"By the way, when will that woman arrive? When will she deal with the pregnant woman inside?"

"Do you still need to do it? When I brought her here, her amniotic fluid was broken. If no one delivered her a baby for a long time, maybe the child would have been suffocated to death before he came out."

"It's not easy to make that pregnant woman unable to give birth to a child? The relationship between the two women was very good at first glance. He pulled the other out and hehehe..."

Before the disgusting laughter could be stopped, Song Youman, who was leaning against Xia Wan'an, let out a muffled groan because of the pain.

Xia Wan'an heard something wrong with Song Youman's voice, and hurriedly approached her face anxiously: "Youman, what's wrong with you? Youman?"

Song Youman didn't say anything, but her body was trembling more violently than ever before. In just a short while, Xia Wan'an felt her clothes soaked in sweat.

"Your Man, don't scare me, what's wrong with you? Your Man, take a deep breath... Your Man..."

Amid Xia Wan'an's nervous and at a loss, Song Youman finally made a very light voice: "An An, An An..."

"I'm here, I'm here." Xia Wan'an grabbed Song Youman's hand tightly. She then realized that Song Youman's fingertips were so scary, "Youman, are you very uncomfortable? You hold on, you must hold on, Youman..."

"...An An," Song Youman struggled to shout Xia Wan'an's name again.

Xia Wan'an could hear this time, and Song Youman seemed to have something to say to her. She quickly stopped the words on her lips and leaned closer to Song Youman's lips.

"An An, don't panic...I'm fine..."

Because she was too close to Song Youman, Xia Wan'an accidentally touched her skirt with her hand, and she realized that her skirt was wet.

The touch is viscous, not like amniotic fluid...

Xia Wan'an's fingertips trembled slightly. She seemed to know what it was, but she stiffened for several seconds before she raised her trembling and indifferent hand in front of her.

With the subtle lights coming in outside the window, she saw that her hands were covered with blood...

Why did she shed so much blood? Why didn't she notice it? She's like this? Why did she even say to her, An An, don't panic, I'm fine...

Xia Wan'an's tears fell down like pearls with broken threads.

"An An, don't cry...An An, remember, if we can go out... you must remember, if the child in my belly is still saved, you must save him first... You must leave the child behind anyway... The child is very important to me, very important..."

"Youman, I don't allow you to say that. I don't care. I want you to live. The child needs to be saved, but you need to save even more..."

"It's good that I can save it. If I can't save it, you have to watch it for me... others are bullied... and... the baby's name, I've decided to say these words, and it's Mu Xi..." Song Youman seemed to be trying to hang her breath. After she finished speaking, her breathing became a little unstable. She seemed to be raising her hand to help Xia Wan'an wipe her tears, but she couldn't use any strength.
Chapter completed!