Drifting Towards You

While wearing gloves, she said, "Take off your pants and lie down."

Su Xiangwan's throat tightened, and his breathing became a little disturbed.

After a few seconds of silence, she slowly moved forward and approached the operating table step by step.

At this moment, Mu Beiting didn't know how he got to the door of the operating room. He was sitting on the blue chair outside the operating room, feeling an indescribable panic.

He didn't dare to think, he didn't dare to think that she was going to kill the child.

Even if he knew the answer at first, he couldn't be more angry, but he never thought of asking her to kill him for a moment.

Now he is waiting in the cold operating room, but he only feels flustered.

He told himself time and time again that he was right.

Maybe this is the best solution.

Otherwise, the existence of this child will be like a time bomb, making them uneasy.

He kept telling himself, but he couldn't convince the voice in his heart.

At this moment, Su Xiangwan was already lying on the operating table.

This was not the first time she lay here, but it was the first time she felt that the operating table could be so cold.

Director Sun glanced at her and said, "Don't be nervous, take anesthetics first."

Su Xiangwan lowered his eyes lightly, but a string of tears fell uncontrollably at the corner of his eye, and rolled down the corner of his eye into the hair.

She really didn't want to cry at all, she felt that this was the best explanation for them.

But the tear duct seemed to be out of her control, and tears rolled down like this one after another.

Director Sun was stunned for a moment, then looked at her and couldn't help saying again: "It's too late to regret it now."

Su Xiangwan shook his head, his voice was calm, and insisted: "Let's get started."

Director Sun shook his head and sighed slightly.

Soon, the anesthesiologist started preparing to inject the anesthetic. Su Xiangwan closed his eyes tightly, his hands tightened a little bit involuntarily, and the light blue blood vessels on the back of his hands bulged out due to excessive force.

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Several doctors were stunned for a moment.

Mu Beiting stood in front of the operating room, looking at the petite figure on the operating table with red eyes.

"Sir, you can't come in..." a doctor frowned and said.

Director Sun signaled that she was fine and did not stop.

Mu Beiting stepped forward quickly, picked up Su Xiangwan, put on her pants without saying a word, and squatted down in front of the operating table to put on shoes for her.

Su Xiangwan looked at the man in front of him blankly and could not speak.

Until she was picked up by him from the operating table, Mu Beiting put on her coat and tied the scarf again.

"Stop fighting, let's go home."

Su Xiangwan looked at him with red eyes, and Mu Beiting choked up and said, "No matter whose child he is, as long as you give birth to him, it is my child."

Hearing this, Director Sun on the side was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect this to be the case.

After all, she knew the identity of Mu Beiting and Su Xiangwan. At first, she only thought that they were pregnant because of an accident, so she didn't plan to give birth.

Unexpectedly, this is the case.

"Let's go home." Mu Beiting took her, turned and walked out.

Su Xiangwan stared at him blankly until he left the operating room and didn't recover.

"Go home, tomorrow I will ask Uncle Xiang to send someone to change another empty room into a children's room, which will be used by the baby in the future." Mu Beiting turned his head and looked at her warmly and spoke, with firm eyes in his eyes.

Su Xiangwan gently curled the corners of his lips and smiled at him with tears: "Okay."

Mu Beiting, how lucky to meet you.