A large hand reached for the woman's lower abdomen, lightly cupping it through the fabric of her spring clothes.
A small life was being nurtured there, and perhaps it was just a mental effect, but he seemed to be able to feel the presence of their child.
He didn't know how to describe this feeling.
As her body was lifted, Nan Wan instinctively wrapped her arms around the man's neck and asked softly, "Where are we going?"
Mu Jin Huan used his toe to nudge open the ajar door, his sharp features softened with a hint of gentleness, "Home."
He didn't want to interfere too much with her work; originally, he had just come to take a look, but now it was clear he couldn't not interfere.
"I can't just leave after being here for only a day. How am I supposed to continue at the hospital after this?"
The man's footsteps didn't falter, and Nan Wan started to feel anxious, "I won't run around, and I feel fine. For the remaining days, I'll stay inside the cabin, nothing will happen."
