Ni Chengui shook his head, his eyes red, "What about the child? Did we lose the child?"
Zhou Dawei, smiling, said: "Chenggui, all you need to do now is to take good care of yourself. This child wasn't meant to be ours; clinging on won't help. Once you've recovered, we can try for another one."
Saying they could try for another one was just Zhou Dawei's way of comforting Ni Chengui. After such an ordeal, how could he dare let Ni Chengui take that risk again?
He wouldn't agree to have another child no matter what.
Ni Chengui burst into tears, "Dawei, I'm sorry! I'm so sorry..."
Zhou Dawei said: "Chenggui, what are you talking about? If anyone should apologize, it should be me! I'm the one who owes you an apology. I let you suffer at this age! I failed to take care of you properly! It's all my fault!"
"Dawei..."
