บท 67: Chapter 67: Born but not fulfilled, what joy is there in death?_1

Gu Yi'an knew that nothing she said to Jiang Mei at this moment would be right; it was better to check the situation first.

Following Jiang Mei as she ran, Mo Mo was being resuscitated.

The nurses stopped Jiang Mei from getting closer, but since Gu Yi'an was a doctor at the hospital, they wouldn't stop her from entering as long as she didn't interfere with the resuscitation.

Mo Mo's condition was shocking.

When Gu Yi'an came out, her face was ashen.

At times like this, one felt utterly powerless, watching a precious little life about to vanish with no way to save it.

"Anan, how is Mo Mo's condition?" Jiang Mei's eyes were filled with terror.

Gu Yi'an pressed her lips together and eventually shook her head, "Not much hope."

Those four words were like a thousand-pound stone pressing down on Jiang Mei, and she seemed to collapse instantly, walking away in a daze.

"Jiang Mei, where are you going? They might still need you later," Gu Yi'an called out.