The doctor looked at everyone and sighed, "The child is gone."
One sentence made Emma Tonkin's steps falter.
Eve Thompson hurriedly asked, "What about my sister? How is she?"
Hearing this, the doctor spoke forthrightly, "She's had a severe hemorrhage, but fortunately, she was in the hospital and we discovered it in time. Otherwise, it's hard to say... However, she's very weak now and because of the serious injury she's suffered this time, if she wants a child, it's advisable to wait three years. She should take good care to recover her health before trying again, as it's quite difficult at the moment."
A heaviness settled in Eve Thompson's heart.
However, the fact that her sister was safe was a stroke of luck amid the misfortune.
She looked at her sister's sleeping face, her frail body, which seemed to be troubled by nightmares even in sleep, her eyebrows tightly furrowed, her hands subconsciously placed on her abdomen, still carefully guarding the child…