After hanging up the phone, Sang Qianqian didn't dare to delay any more time. She didn't even go upstairs and immediately went to the emergency department on the first floor of the hospital to wait for Xie Shi'an.
Xie Shi'an arrived very quickly, carrying Ruan Xiaodie almost all the way in.
Sang Qianqian had already arranged for the consultation room to be ready beforehand, so she quickly brought them inside.
Xie Shi'an placed Ruan Xiaodie on the bed. Her face was pale, and her hair was drenched in sweat. She covered her abdomen with both hands, and her body involuntarily curled up slightly, moaning in pain.
When she saw Sang Qianqian, she could still recognize her. With a sobbing tone, she said, "Sister Qianqian, am I going to die?"
Sang Qianqian felt distressed but also silly. "No, I will cure you."
