He stepped closer, his voice hoarse: "What are you doing? Qingyue... How could she become like this!?"
Although Fang Chiyue couldn't see, she could feel Shen Yuhan's oppressive aura.
Her heart tightened and her fingers trembled slightly, almost interrupting the rhythm of sewing.
She gritted her teeth, her voice calm but with a clear warning: "Master Hou, if you don't get out now, my sister's life will be in danger!"
Shen Yuhan's eyes were full of struggle, his hands clenched unconsciously, his nails almost digging into his palms.
Faced with Fang Chiyue's tough tone, his anger was forcibly suppressed.
But the uneasiness in my heart still surges like a surging tide.
"This is my sister's choice!"
Fang Chiyue's voice suddenly became calmer, and she no longer paid attention to Shen Yuhan's emotions.
Concentrating on stitching the wound, he said, "If you don't believe me, then keep bothering me."
"But if you delay for even a moment, I can't guarantee your sister's life."
Shen Yuhan's breathing became heavier. He looked at Fang Qingyue's lifeless appearance and felt a pain in his heart.
He knew that staying any longer would only make things worse, but he also knew that this was the moment.
He was powerless and could only watch Chi Yue save Fang Qingyue's life.
He finally took a deep breath, with pain in his eyes, and turned to leave the delivery room.
Outside the door, Shen Yuhan seemed to have lost his support all of a sudden.
He leaned against the door, covered his face with his hands, and the veins on his forehead throbbed faintly.
He closed his eyes, Fang Chiyue's words echoing in his mind, his heart full of complicated feelings.
He was extremely anxious, but could only wait helplessly.
Seeing this, the attendant beside him hurried forward and asked, "My Lord, are you okay?"
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