"Sir, come in and come down."

The doctor asked him to go in. He was lying in bed in his green clothes. He had changed his patient's clothes and was lying there silently, still in a coma.

"Anesthesia hasn't been done yet. We've tried our best, but unfortunately, the child hasn't been saved."

The doctor sighed, "When the patient wakes up, comfort her."

Moanyin stood beside him as if he had been struck by lightning.

How could he not understand what the doctor said, but his lips shook a few times, but he could not make a sound.

For a while, his voice trembled, "You mean... Is she pregnant?

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