Chapter 1397

In the operating room, Feather lay on the surgical table in a disheveled state, sweat soaking through her thin clothes.

Hanzel watched the continuous blood flow, and his head felt dizzy. He staggered a few steps, and the nearby nurse noticed. "Sir, are you okay? You seem a bit off."

Hanzel's lips turned pale, and he smiled and shook his head. "It's okay, I'm fine."

"Okay. If anything happens, you must tell me immediately."

Hanzel nodded without saying anything. Then, he approached Feather. "How are you feeling now, Fifi?" His voice was very gentle.

Too weak to open her mouth, Feather opened her eyes in surprise when she heard the familiar voice. "Why are you here?"

condition, so I

you. You better go out."

Remembering scenes from dramas, Hanzel reached out his hand.

as fragile as you think. I remember you faint at the sight of blood, right? You should go

still insisting on squatting by her side, Feather felt a sense of gratification. She didn't marry the

hit, and Feather couldn't control herself and

Hanzel put his hand to her mouth. Feather

cold air from the pain but suppressed himself from

had passed when the doctor exclaimed, "The

a sigh of relief. Feather weakly released

hand and felt dizzy again. He took the cotton swab handed to him by the nurse, wiped the blood off his hands,

Fifi. Thank you for giving birth to our

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