Faced with her aunt's fierce accusations and complaints, Tang Wu lowered her thick and long eyelashes, pursed her pale lips tightly, and said nothing.
She still had not recovered from the image of Mother Tang lying in a pool of blood.
Deep in her heart, she was trembling in fear.
Seeing Tang Wu's pale face, Father Tang was worried that something had happened to her and pulled her behind him.
"That's enough. Wuwu didn't want this to happen either."
Auntie glared at Tang Wu. "If anything happens to her mother, I'll see how she can make it up to her in this lifetime!"
The lights in the emergency room were still on. Every minute and second was a torture to people.
Tang Wu held her protruding abdomen with both hands. The blood vessels in her body seemed to have frozen.
Two hours later, the door to the operating room opened.
The doctor walked out.
Father Tang and Auntie hurriedly asked about Mother Tang's condition.
