C332 Ex-wife

The light in the hospital corridor was a chilling whiteness. Lu Yao sat in the iron chair, her back and limbs drenched in sweat.

The long and narrow space was filled with the weeping of women, one after another, disturbing their throbbing nerves.

"Mom, don't cry anymore."

Lu Yao could not cry. She looked at the door of the operation room with extreme calmness