Madam Ge hurriedly had Qiao Zhen carried into the delivery room and then had a midwife brought over. Looking at the mess on the ground, she clasped her hands together and murmured, "May you have peace year after year, and may the Bodhisattva protect you."

Qiao Zhen's screams and the midwife's encouraging voices could be heard from the delivery room from time to time, but an hour passed, two hours passed, and three hours were almost over, but the baby's cry could not be heard for a long time.

Seeing that Qiao Zhen was about to faint from exhaustion, the midwife hurriedly went out to ask Madam Ge, "Madam, Madam Pan is about to run out of strength. Should we save the mother or the child?"

In an instant, Mrs. Ge understood the heartbreaking story Qiao Zhen had told earlier—the story of a pregnant woman who endured ten months of hardship to carry her child to term, only to have to sacrifice her life for the child. She hardened her heart and said, "Save the child."

Qiao Zhen looked weakly at the midwife who was about to insert scissors into her belly and said, "Don't listen to that idiot, save me! My husband's surname is Pan, and Madam Ge's surname is Ge. If anything happens to me, can you bear the responsibility when my husband comes back?"

She can't die yet. If she dies, the mission will be over, and if the mission fails, neither she nor the target will survive. "Ah—"

The midwife was at a loss and could only go out to ask Madam Ge again. Her old face, wrinkled like a chrysanthemum, said, "Madam, the pregnant woman says she wants to save her. Who should I save? It's a life. If we delay any longer, neither of them will be saved!"

"Save the child!" Madam Ge said without hesitation. "Listen to me, save the child! If anything happens to the child, I will take your life!"

Chu Chu: [What should I do?! Madam Ge is so cruel! She wants to save the baby, or she'll kill the midwife! I can't contact Tai Bai!]