Yan Ruoxi put on a sterile gown and followed Dr. Shao into the operating room. She walked to Su Liuying's side, bent over, and looked at her with concern, saying, "Xi'er, Dr. Shao says you're not sensitive to the anesthesia, you have to..."
The words 'cesarean section' were stuck in her throat, too terrifying to utter; to think of making a cut on the belly without anesthesia! The knife would have to reach the uterus; what a horrifying experience!
"Mom, I know, don't worry about me. For the baby, I can grit my teeth and get through it!"
Su Liuying smiled at Yan Ruoxi, hiding her own fear, "The doctor already told me, if we don't do the cesarean now, it might be bad for the baby. I will grit my teeth and get through it, I must!"
"Xi'er!..."
Tears instantly welled up in Yan Ruoxi's eyes. Why did her daughter end up with someone so unreliable, and now even giving birth she must suffer this way? Heaven is so harsh on women.
"Mom, don't cry!"
