Xiang Zhilan's mind became increasingly confused, and her heart grew colder with each thought.

I don't know how long I lay there, unable to sleep, and not wanting to wake up.

The doctor came in for rounds, listened to Xiang Zhilan's fetal heartbeat, and measured her blood pressure. He said to Shen Muzhi, "Your wife's baby is in a slightly breech position this time. If it doesn't adjust by the end of this month, it will be best to choose a cesarean section for delivery. Her blood type is special, so we really need to be careful about that. Some pregnant women experience severe bleeding if they have a miscarriage."

“I know.” Shen Muzhi had already contacted the maternal and child health center.

"She has to stay in bed for two days and can't get up. She needs to be extra careful from now on. If she stirs up the fetus again, she might have to give birth prematurely. But don't worry too much. Once things are stable, she can do some exercises that are good for pregnant women. The baby's position might also turn back to normal," the doctor advised.

Upon hearing the word "premature birth," Shen Muzhi's expression stiffened slightly. He glanced at the sleeping Xiang Zhilan, pursed his lips, and asked the doctor, "If the baby is born at seven months, will it have a significant impact on the child?"

"Generally, a baby's development is complete after 28 weeks, and the rest of the time is spent supplementing nutrition to make the baby stronger. However, your wife has twins. Twins share the nutrition in the womb, so if she is born at seven months, there may be congenital deficiencies, making them more prone to weakness and illness than premature babies." The doctor paused, thought for a moment, and then added, "The survival rate may also be relatively low."

Upon hearing this, Shen Muzhi's expression changed. He had initially thought it might be quite dangerous, but he hadn't expected it to have such a significant impact.

"Don't worry, as long as you take good care of yourself, there won't be any problem with a full-term delivery." The doctor thought Shen Muzhi was worried about his wife having a premature birth, so he reassured her.

Xiang Zhilan felt something was off about the conversation, but she didn't think too much about it, assuming he was just concerned about the child.

She's wondering about something else now.

Xin Zikai had previously probed her views on blood relatives, and she guessed that someone might need her bone marrow.

She knew she was Mu Qing's daughter and Su Yan's sister, but both of them were dead. Who needed her bone marrow? The detective couldn't find out who her biological father was. Could it be that someone on her biological father's side needed it?

Xin Zikai spoke evasively several times; what was his purpose?

Didn't he know that if he didn't speak up, she would be even less likely to donate?

Just as Xiang Zhilan was lost in thought, the ward door opened.

"I just ran into Butler Chen outside. How is Zhilan?" Xin Zikai asked worriedly.

"Are you worried about her, or do you wish something bad would happen to her?" Shen Muzhi had no good feelings towards Xin Zikai anymore. It was Xin Zikai who had put this dilemma in front of him, freeing him from the thought of how to bring it up with Zhi Lan.

“I wanted to save Ayan, but I never intended to hurt Zhilan,” Xin Zikai said earnestly in English.

"Heh, anyone can say such nice things, but you know perfectly well that if you save Su Yan, she and her child will inevitably be harmed." Shen Muzhi laughed coldly. If they could, who wouldn't want to play the good guy? No one would want to hurt one of them.

"I'm sorry, yes, I was selfish, but Zhilan is Ayan's last hope." Xin Zikai couldn't bear to look at Zhilan's pale face, and gritted his teeth: "Perhaps we can take a gamble. At 28 weeks, the baby is fully developed, and the hospital's nursery is doing a great job, they're all..."