Right after that, he yelled through the headset at Gu Shaocheng, "Brother, I want Huanhuan! I want Huanhuan! The child is secondary, you need to get her to the hospital quickly!"
"Everything will be preserved, it's not that exaggerated, she is alright, just for you to give her some words of spirit," Gu Shaocheng said in a calm voice, his gaze landing on the blood vessel that was drawn out from him and then he said with an immovable assurance, "Don't worry."
Nan Baihao relaxed a bit, such an unwavering voice slightly calmed him.
Just now, he was scared to death; Huanhuan said over the phone if she died, which made him think that Huanhuan was about to pass away, damn influenced by those melodramatic TV dramas, always asking whether to save the adult or the child during childbirth, it led him to think that he had to choose between Huanhuan and the child.
