C252 Make a Decision on Your Own

The door of the ward was still open, and Zhen Jingye did not respond to Bei Xiaomo.

Bei Xiaomo looked up in despair and placed her hand on her flat stomach. Baby, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It's my fault, I can't protect you.

Zhen Jingye, who was outside the ward, was not any better. He leaned against the ward door in pain. Qingqing, forgive my selfishness