Sang Qianqian had been working hard for a few days, and she felt physically exhausted. She was holding on with just one breath.
"Why don't you go to the guest room and rest for a while?"
Xie Shi'an knew that she had been taking care of her brother in the hospital for the past two days. He looked at Sang Qianqian worriedly. "We'll call you as soon as we have news."
Even Jian Zheng could tell that Sang Qianqian was in a very bad state. "I'm here to watch over her. Mistress, please go and rest for a while. Don't get sick before President Shen comes back."
Sang Qianqian knew that before this, in this sort of situation, she wouldn't be so worried, but now with the fetus in her womb… She was afraid she wouldn't be able to hold on.
No matter how worried she was about Sang Minglang, there was a limit to how much she could help.
