C169 Is It a Small Birth?

Hospital.

It was surrounded by cold white walls, and the strong smell of disinfectant assaulted his nostrils.

Qiao Qiqi quietly laid on the sickbed, wiping the hands off the needles, still gently protecting the child in his belly.

She forced herself to keep her eyes open, sleeping so peacefully. He looked like an angel that had fallen into the mortal world