At the hospital, the doctor was already waiting. After seeing Ding Yiyi, he immediately pushed her into the operating room.

The time she spent in the operating room was the most difficult time for Ye Nianmo.

Even if he could hear her shouting, there was nothing. It was quiet, as if there was no one there.

He walked around impatiently, refusing to stop for a step. Suddenly, the door opened and the doctor came out. He was a Hong Kong doctor.

"The situation is not good. It is a premature baby. The family must be prepared to decide whether to keep the baby older or younger."

"Bao Da Da, it doesn't matter even if you don't want the child." Ye Nianmo did not hesitate.

The doctor nodded and went in, just as Ding Yiyi woke up, she felt that her abdomen was still high, but the pain was getting more and more severe, and a mother's intuition made her feel uneasy.

"Doctor, please help me." She cried, tears and sweat mixed together.

The nurse kept wiping her sweat while the doctor held a scalpel and said, "Your husband has chosen to do his best to save you."

"No." Ding Yiyi shook her head, implying that her strength was pitiful, "This is my first child, please save him, please be sure to save the child first!"

The doctor winked at the nurse, who injected Ding Yiyi with anesthesia. The anesthesia worked quickly and she felt no pain, but she also started to feel sleepy.

"Don't worry. I will try my best, and you have to work hard too. The mother's will is very important to the fetus." The doctor encouraged her.

Ding Yiyi's physical condition was not good, and she could only make a desperate move. The position of the fetus was not accurate, and the operation took a long time until a bloody little piece of flesh was taken out.

The child was very small, even smaller than a man. One of his arms was as thick as a man's. His smiling face was red and wrinkled. He was a boy.

The doctor frowned, but the child didn't cry. The nurse gently stroked the child's back, but the child remained silent.

The doctor put the child upside down and reached out to slap the child's butt, but there was still no movement.

Everyone sighed. Everyone has seen how much the woman in front of them loves her children. They will be disappointed when she wakes up later.

The nurse wrapped the child and took him out, while the rest continued working.

Outside the door, Ye Nianmo looked at the purple-faced child. He was so ugly and so small, lying quietly in the nurse's arms.

The nurse shook her head at him regretfully and was about to walk past him when her arm was pulled.

"Does she know?" Ye Nianmo asked in a hoarse voice. He turned away and couldn't bear to look at her anymore.

The nurse sighed, "I don't know yet, but what's the use of knowing."

Ye Nianmo didn't let go and insisted on letting her put the child next to her. He knew she wanted to do this.

"Just do it." He said softly.

The nurse hesitated for a while, then turned around and walked back to the operating room, and the door to the operating room was closed again.

Ye Nianmo leaned against the wall tiredly and stared up at the ceiling. He was sad because Ding Yiyi was about to be sad.

Placing the child next to the unconscious woman, the doctor sighed and prepared to continue working.

A nurse patted her shoulder in surprise, and everyone watched in amazement as the unconscious woman moved her fingers. Her little fingers slowly and laboriously lifted up, and gently touched the baby's curled hand.

Everyone held their breath, and suddenly they heard the child's weak yet firm cries, one after another, touching the hearts of everyone present.
Chapter completed!