"So, even if you don't like this child, at a time like this, you have to at least pretend that you do."
Mother Wu came to a realization. "Mom understands. I'll go have a good talk with your dad, that stubborn old mule."
Wu Haishan finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Okay, then I'll leave Dad to you."
"Haishan..."
Wu Haishan pushed open the door and entered the hospital room.
When Su Ya Ni saw him, tears began to fall before she even realized it.
She had never expected that, between her and the child, this man would choose to save her.
When she heard those words on the operating table, all her grievances vanished in an instant.
Even the pain in her stomach, which felt as if her flesh were being cut apart, no longer seemed so unbearable.
Wu Haishan hurried over and carefully wiped her tears with a towel. "Yani, don't cry. Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"
"No." Su Ya Ni shook her head.
She hadn't wanted to cry, either. It was just that after going through this, after feeling as though she had walked through the gates of hell, she was still shaken. When she saw him, she couldn't help shedding tears.
"If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, you have to say so, understand?"
Wu Haishan seemed to have returned to the way he had been at school—gentle, considerate, and attentive.
"Honestly, look at you. Your belly is already so big. How could you still go wash the sheets?"
"You could have left them there and waited for me to come home from work. That fall nearly scared the soul out of me."
Wu Haishan looked as though he had survived a disaster. "Fortunately, both you and our daughter are safe. If anything had happened to