Looking at the Zhai Ningxin who had fallen asleep, Zhai Niting wrote Rong Rong looked at each other before leaving the ward.
Outside the ward, Zhai Niting and Rong Rong stood in the corridor. Their brows were solemn.
"Don't you tell her about this?" Zhai Niting opened his mouth and looked at Rong Rong with a serious expression. Zhai Ningxin because of the heavy injuries on her abdomen, it had affected her future pregnancy.
"Hai, I don't know either, but do n' t tell her now. The doctor just said it's difficult to conceive, and it's not that he can't conceive. What if he has it in the future?" He had to believe in a miracle, right?" Rong Rong spoke in a helpless tone.
Zhai Niting nodded and did not speak.
At 5:30 p.m., little Kuang Yu entered the ward and found that Rong Rong and Zhai
