Before long, the neonatal department also brought good news.
Their Little Dewdrop's condition stabilized, and she had been placed in an incubator; as long as she could get through the twenty-four-hour critical period, there would basically be no problem.
A thirty-three-week-old fetus had a pretty high chance of survival!
Not to mention, she was under the care of the best medical team in the city.
The doctors agreed to let Mo Nanze visit her.
Through the observation room's glass, he gazed from afar at Little Dewdrop in the incubator.
A faint joy could not cover the thick sorrow.
The girl, nine and a half pounds.
Mo Nanze couldn't see her face clearly, but he could see his mini little hands and feet flailing around in the incubator.
He laughed through tears, "Little Dewdrop, your mom was worried you weren't active enough... Look at you, so lively..."
He choked up and couldn't say another word.
It was for such a tiny being that his Yinfeng had suffered so grievously…