The young nurse's words echoed throughout the entire ward. Yan Xinxin was momentarily stunned, and by the time she regained her senses, Mo Chuxi had already walked up to her side, embracing her shoulders.
Yan Xinxin truly felt her legs go weak; without Mo Chuxi, she might have collapsed.
"Explain clearly, what do you mean by 'missing'?"
Mo Qingning pressed further, his face full of panic.
"Wasn't my nephew supposed to be in the incubator? How could he be missing!"
"Yes! He was supposed to be in the incubator!"
The young nurse hurriedly replied, too afraid to meet Mo Chuxi's eyes at that moment.
Too intimidating! Too cold!
"But, but when I went to the nursery just now, I discovered that the incubator belonging to the second young master was empty! The first young master, however, was sleeping in the neighboring incubator!"
The young nurse spoke, tears falling as she became increasingly anxious.
